My final post. After six years, I have decided to end my blog. WARNING: This story includes content some readers may find disturbing.

Wherein I describe the tasty little off-grid solution I'm putting together to get us through Ecuador's daily nationwide power outages.

What is it like to drive in Ecuador, where two-thirds of its motorists purchased their permits from a friend? Let's find out, shall we?

In Canada and in the United States, the cheap plastic chair is a sure indicator of poverty, and a barometer of bad taste. Not so in Ecuador.

Self-imposed deadlines in my retirement seem almost absurd. The deeper I involve myself in this new experience, the less I feel like wearing a watch.

We’re different people in Ecuador. Or maybe we’re truer to ourselves in this country; more the individuals we never allowed ourselves to be.