The front of a postcard shows you where someone went. The back tells you why it mattered. These are the stories that didn’t fit in the picture.
What I Remember Most Isn’t Pink
The Back of the Postcard People don’t travel to northern Colombia for the villages. They travel for the flamingos. At least, that’s what I thought as we climbed into our guide Ben’s SUV for the two-hour drive from the Caribbean coast to Santuario de Fauna y Flora Los Flamencos. I’d seen the brochures with impossibly…
Medellín Doesn’t Want to Be Your Pablo Escobar Story
The Back of the Postcard If you ask the average American what they know about Medellín, they’ll probably answer with remarkable confidence. They’ll mention Pablo Escobar, cocaine, cartels, Narcos, perhaps a rooftop chase or a grainy mugshot from the evening news. It’s astonishing how much certainty can be built from so little firsthand knowledge. I…
The Mountain Doesn’t Care About Your Itinerary
The Back of the Postcard If you ask someone who’s been to Denali National Park what they saw, they’ll probably begin with a list. Moose. Caribou. Dall sheep. Maybe a bear if they were lucky. If they were very lucky, they’ll tell you they saw Denali itself, North America’s tallest peak rising more than 20,000…
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