The Timeless Shores of Martín Adán’s Cardboard Barranco

Hopping on the Lima Metropolitan’s main trunk in downtown Lima I headed south. I didn’t know exactly where I was going. All I had to go on was my memory of a few general maps and the solemn nod of a station attendant whom I asked if I could get to Barranco this way. But Read More …

Chasing Ginsberg’s Ghost in Lima

An almost imperceptible shift of sound in the streets below stirred me from sleep in the unfamiliar San Isidro apartment. I squinted through a crack in the blinds, where yellowish lanterns like fireflies pierced encroaching mist under a dense, black sky. I smiled, then drifted back to sleep. When I woke again the fireflies were Read More …

Looking for a live crash course in Beat?

The Beat Museum is hosting the first ever Beatnik Shindig in San Francisco, the weekend of June 26-28. If I weren’t stuck in Mexico I’d be up there in a heartbeat. This promises to be the largest Beat gathering since the NYU event in 1995. In this interview Jerry Cimino, founder of the Beat Museum, reminds us Read More …

How to Defy Time: Camping in Amatlan

“Beauty is unbearable, drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time.” Albert Camus.   Downtown Cuernavaca was nearly empty on Saturday morning when I found Neko and Honga huddled at the feet of a weary General Zapata. Read More …

Fear and Foreboding in Tashkent

This entry is part 2 of 5 in the series Backpacking in Central Asia

This entry is part 2 of 5 in the series Backpacking in Central Asia“Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.” Soren Kierkegaard.   Scattered dim lights twinkled over the flat, unremarkable cityscape as we landed in Tashkent. My heart pounded.  At the end of my long crawl to the diving board’s edge, it was time to Read More …

Finding Our Tribe at Club Queers

“…You have to be a deviant or die of boredom.” William S. Burroughs.    “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I Read More …

Doubt & Fresh Trout in a Vast Backyard

And as I sat there…I thought of my friends from one end of the country to the other and how they were really all in the same vast backyard…” Jack Kerouac, On the Road  Sometimes, the best adventures are waiting in your own backyard.  “Come by around 2. It’s just a ten minute drive from Read More …

Welcome to The Vagabond Beat

Travel was always a part of me. As a kid I burned with desire to go “Over There,” just for kicks. I spent my sixteenth year in Japan–6,354 miles from home–and haven’t stopped traveling since. Drifting through unfamiliar places is as natural as breathing. And I can’t stop. “I’ve always wanted to get as far as Read More …