Category Archives: Intag

Mixed Bag In The Intag?

Alirio Ramirez seemed liked a nice guy, but was a little hard to get a read on. After a quick hello, we jumped into his pick-up truck to make the journey to Junin. His disposition struck me as a bit … Continue reading

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RidinĀ“The Intag Express

Last we left off, Lex and I were infirmed for three days in Otavalo, largely confined to a small room with pots of ginger tea, freshly squeezed mandarin juice, a new (to us) fruit called pepinos, and multiple episodes of … Continue reading

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