Canvas & Chronicles by Aanya Shen
Day 8: Where the Boats Rest
Today I visited the floating islands of the Uros and it felt like drifting through a place out of time. The boat cut gently across the calm surface of Lake...
Day 8: Where the Boats Rest
Today I visited the floating islands of the Uros and it felt like drifting through a place out of time. The boat cut gently across the calm surface of Lake...
Day 7: Courtyard of Forgotten Steps
The Santa Catalina Monastery was like entering a world frozen in time. I walked through its narrow, painted streets - walls in deep shades of cobalt blue and ochre, softened...
Day 7: Courtyard of Forgotten Steps
The Santa Catalina Monastery was like entering a world frozen in time. I walked through its narrow, painted streets - walls in deep shades of cobalt blue and ochre, softened...
Day 6: Flight of the Hummingbird
San Blas felt like a world within a world. I spent the day wandering its narrow, winding streets, each turn revealing something unexpected-a quiet courtyard, a mural hidden along a...
Day 6: Flight of the Hummingbird
San Blas felt like a world within a world. I spent the day wandering its narrow, winding streets, each turn revealing something unexpected-a quiet courtyard, a mural hidden along a...
Day 5: The Hanging Courtyard
Today's weather: Clear skies with bright sunshine, temperatures around 72°F (22°C) during the day. A light breeze kept the air comfortable, and the evening cooled to around 10°C (50°F). The...
Day 5: The Hanging Courtyard
Today's weather: Clear skies with bright sunshine, temperatures around 72°F (22°C) during the day. A light breeze kept the air comfortable, and the evening cooled to around 10°C (50°F). The...
Day 4: The Hanging Streets
La Paz unfolded before me today, a patchwork of hills, rooftops and winding streets. I spent the afternoon riding the Mi Teleférico, high above the city, the cable car swaying...
Day 4: The Hanging Streets
La Paz unfolded before me today, a patchwork of hills, rooftops and winding streets. I spent the afternoon riding the Mi Teleférico, high above the city, the cable car swaying...
Day 3: Veil of Horizons
Valparaíso is a city painted with stories, and today I found myself walking through them. The murals along Cerro Alegre and Cerro Concepción stretch across walls, staircases, and corners, some...
Day 3: Veil of Horizons
Valparaíso is a city painted with stories, and today I found myself walking through them. The murals along Cerro Alegre and Cerro Concepción stretch across walls, staircases, and corners, some...