Notes From The Side Of The Road

'I cut skin cancer off the faces of old people,' she said.
We were sitting in the cockpit of a Fairchild C-123 transport aircraft. We were drinking beer.
The plane had been involved in the Iran-Contra affair but had been converted into a bar overlooking the Pacific ocean.
Some situations you just can't make up.
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´Look, there´s a Jesus Lizard,´said the guide.
I was kayaking in a mangrove swamp. Everything was still and tranquil.
I looked at the little beast, squatting on an exposed root. ´Why is it called that?' I asked.
The guide splashed his paddle and the lizard ran across the water.
It ran across the water.
'Oh,' I said.
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Sometimes I think that everything here wants to eat me.
My body has more bites than Butch & Sundance must have had bullet holes.
The other night I was sitting in my hotel room, right next to the fan, drinking a lukewarm beer, looking for the UK election results on the television and pulling ticks out of my legs.
That was a fun night.
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I was in the Corcovado national park and it really was like something out of Jurassic Park (and bits of the film were shot not far from here). It was dense, lush, and primeval. It seemed to grow straight out of the Pacific. The sounds of birds, monkeys and waves all mixed in the air. The sounds of Kevin from Montana, ex-mortgage salesman, also mixed in the air. I wasn´t that interested in American college basketball but I reckoned that if a snake bit me at least he was there to go for help.