Transitory Tales: From Sweden to Mexico City

by Bere // April 16, 2012 // 4 Comments

The man behind me pushed his bony knees right through the back of my seat into my spine. I tried to turn around to give him the evil eye, but it was pointless. The fat sweat drenched woman next to... Continue reading →

Mexico not just tacos and narcos

by Bere // March 14, 2012 // 2 Comments

Druglords, murders, and tacos, those are probably the first things people think about these days when they think about Mexico. That’s the image that gets reported through the media, anyway. There is some truth to it. We do have lots... Continue reading →