My short walk home

This post is an excerpt from a writing course I am currently completing, hence the slightly different style. Comments or critique are welcome! The view laid out in front of me is wide and open. It funnels my perspective down to the valley and the centre of the small departmental capital of Somoto. The sunContinue reading “My short walk home”

How to get to my house

One of the things I am starting to love about living in a small town is how everybody knows each other. I used to be generally baffled when I would tell people I came from Canada and people here, completely earnestly, would turn around and say: “I have a friend from Canada, Katherine Martynsky, doContinue reading “How to get to my house”

Sinking my Teeth into South India Part 2

Lunch Feeling a bit like Indiana Jones I hurry down the busy, windy, unorganized street, dodging cars and scooters, jumping over dogs and cow patties one eye on the road and the other on the restaurant I am headed towards. The street is as usual chaos for the eyes, the ears and the nose. MyContinue reading “Sinking my Teeth into South India Part 2”

The relativity of comfort

It is the sound of the city awakening that slowly carries me out of my slumber. The brumming of the rickshaws, the mooing of cows, the laughter of street children. I make myself a delicious, milky, south Indian coffee and sit on the terrace, surrounded by the natural green vegetation, watching monkeys scampering up theContinue reading “The relativity of comfort”