The Anarchist’s Pad Pt. 3 (Lisbon, Portugal)
I am writing about this weekend in Lisbon for a reason. In many ways, it was a turning point for my time in Europe. The depressing monotony of Arevalo that had engulfed me in the past months was replaced by a new world of alternative lifestyles. Small town life in Arevalo was boring, but I … Continue reading
The Anarchist’s Pad, Pt. 2 (Lisbon, Portugal)
When I returned to the Anarchist’s Pad I found a long-haired dark-skinned man sitting in the kitchen. He introduced himself as a Peruvian named Shaman, “From the Jungle” he added in English. He pointed to a small painting on the kitchen wall of child-like depictions of trees, monkeys, a river and the words, Shaman From … Continue reading
The Anarchist’s Pad Pt. 1 (Lisbon, Portugal)
It was The Anarchist’s CouchSurfing profile that had initially piqued my curiosity. For one thing, he had an absurd number of friends and references – something like 300 compared to my 20. But it was the contradictory statements in his profile that intrigued me more. Despite all his positive reviews from other CouchSurfers (He’s awesome, … Continue reading
Marko Polo Travels 