The Ghosts of Aruba

I could see the top of the rusted water slide above the trees. It was the color of cream with blackish-brown spots on it, aged from weather and abandonment. I had to explore. I was in Aruba. My family and I were about to hike Hooiberg, the second highest point in Aruba. Sitting next to…

…and then, we flew

I’m flying, flying, flying through the air! Wait, crap, I can’t breathe. How do I breathe again? Deep breaths, did he say to breathe through my nose or my mouth? Why do the trees look like they’re staying the same size, aren’t they supposed to be getting bigger? Well I guess that’s a – OH…

I’ve Got an Adventurous Plate on My Hands

It could have been bull testicle, warthog meat or some sort of weird fish, but I tried not to think about it before biting into it. The menu called it Pipis. It was actually delicious, and I later found out it was something like chicken liver. My friends and I were in Lisbon, Portugal, at an obscure restaurant…