The sky is being cracked open, the thunder from inside the clouds, the pouring rain, the hail. Then she covered me, kisses soft as silk, bidding me down from the sky she plucked away my wings, but even so, she healed the wounds.

I am the Sketchpacker and this is my site. Let me bring you the world as I see it, through art. You can also read about my life on a super-budget. 8211; it works for me, why not for you? In life, I like nothing more than to watch people being people. How do you react to that? J and I, 2013.

Lightning Bugs, Lizzy surfs, and FSOT take 2. Stuck between here and there.

A purpose found in the pain. Peace, Peace, Wonderful Peace! August 7, 2015. Peace, peace, wonderful peace,. Coming down from the Father above! Sweep over my spirit forever, I pray. In fathomless billows of love! I know this fear is nothing more then the enemy attacking my mind, trying to steal any peace I might have. I thank the Lord that after pr.

Teaching in Ibaguè, Colombia! August 4, 2015. Let them eat Sandwiches! Colombia and Volunteers Colombia. End of the backpacking for a while. Adult child of an alcoholic. Hooking up on the road. Teaching in Ibaguè, Colombia! Let them eat Sandwiches! Colombia and Volunteers Colombia. End of the backpacking for a while. Adult child of an alcoholic.

By Fabienne and Ivan and Mr. The Sacred Valley of the Inca is true to its name, a stunning area that combines all the natural beauty of the. San Agustín This town is known for the Archeological Parks with many sculptures, statues and tombs which a mysterious pre-Columbian.

Time flies when you are having fun. There are so many things that I could write about. I left it, typos and all because once it was done, I was done with it and I had to let it go. Since then my mom has been to another doctor. At the last appointment my Mom had been very upset w.

A directionally-challenged college student who caught the travel bug and is trying, clumsily, to live by pure faith. The good version of me. My first wonder of the world. Either way, when I saw the tourists barreling past me on the train, and I pressed myself against the cliff wall and watched, I felt powerful and competent. I was going to walk to Machu Picchu the cheapest way, and I was doing it on my own two feet without a guide.

Spring is finally starting to show itself here in Massachusetts. They line every sidewalk of the sleepy Bostonian town I inhabit.