Christine Maxfield
No matter where I travel, I seem to find myself in hilarious predicaments and unlikely adventures. Whether thats receiving a limpia healing—a shaman’s excuse for spitting on a gringa—in the Andes, or being territorially marked by the elusive agouti jungle rodent in the Amazon, or inadvertently stumbling upon a Central American cockfight, or having my backpack slashed on an Ecuadorian public bus, the mishaps will find me.