Having acquired some kind of cold in Marrakech, I’ve started to cough. I hoped that good food and the warm air would snuff it out before it (and I) became a nuisance. No such luck. I awake today to begin a two-day mountain trek with a full-blown hacking cough.
Cold water after a long and difficult hike to the top of Cerro Chato, a dormant volcano near La Fortuna, Costa Rica. The proportions made me think of Mark…