In a Restroom 2016


Gravitated–caught in the whirlpool of indulgence…


Santiago/Valparaiso, Chile 2017

I was in Chile April 18-20, 2017, Tuesday-Thursday. A quick trip with the brother. The city of Santiago is quite easy to navigate, from the airport we took the green Turibus which takes us to the first metro stop, “Pajaritos”. We did what we always do, walk around, get lost, take pictures.

We had some bad luck on Wednesday because it was a national holiday called “Dia del Censo”. Census!!!! Someone said it happens every five years. Well, we found out about this when we were in the beautiful port town of Valparaiso. Valparaiso is known for its street art all over the city, its bohemian lifestyle and history with famous poet Pablo Neruda. When we arrived to Valparaiso on Census day, it felt surreal, every business was closed and there was very few people out walking the streets. It felt like a zombie apocalypse. We later found out about the holiday. We got lucky to find one small corner store selling the last sandwich, we bought it along with some water to survive the day.

What a view this is, we walked upward towards a church in Valparaiso.

This area was a display of street art. Also, many hostels.

View from the same area up high by the church. Across sits a cemetery. Photo credit goes to brother on this one.

This is a school.

These were the books in the hotel room. Interesting. I had no time to read. Photo taken with phone.

Alternate universe girlfriend left me a message of love in Spanish.

This was around the time when we found out that every business was closed because of National holiday Census day. The streets were ours.

This was in Santiago. I had a bad photo shooting day, I had the settings on my camera all wrong. Too much brightness but I liked how this one came out.

Translated to: “In the society of consumers, you are only a number.” Photo in Valparaiso, Chile.

In Santiago. Too much brightness again, plus the sun was shining right on this. I still like it.

This was calling me to take the picture. I heard it talk to me. In Valparaiso, walking towards the church area, we were still in low level and not up high. Taken with Snapchat app.

In Santiago, after walking all day, with right foot pains, we stumbled on to this. Taken with Snapchat App.

This little store was a day saver in Valparaiso. Everything was closed and here we found the last sandwich and we bought some chips and water for the rest of the day before we headed back to Santiago on the bus, a two hour ride.

YEAH. We had the wrong plug. I had the Euro plug for France and not this one. This one is a little bit smaller. We had to buy it at the electronic store. That was an adventure in that store.

This is a little plaza area just before we began walking upwards to the church area.

Photo outside of the hotel we stayed at in Santiago, Chile by the Universidad de Chile subway station. Hotel Vegas.


Since I was in the land of Pablo Neruda I took the moment at the bus station to write a poem, or my version of a poem while we waited for the bus. Typed on Notepad app.

Green Umbrella
un viejo pajaro en pajaritos
girl in pink jacket riding pink bicycle
right foot pains brings the rain
santiago white skies
when i’m old and gray i’ll say
somewhere along the way
i began to drink my water carbonated
everybody eats hot dogs here
and they’re all the same
the hot dogs
that is
no trumpets allowed

Mexico City Trip 2017

Hello friends. Another quick get away, this time to Mexico City and a quick stop at other towns. This trip was mostly about reconnecting with family. The trip took between Thursday 16.02.2017-Friday 24.02.2017. And I took my mother with me.

Arriving at Mexico City brought back familiar memories of rowdy streets filled with crowds of people, cars honking with the (ching* a tu madre tone). Some things don’t change and it’s what makes Mexico unique with its mágico pueblos and firey people. I even recorded a street fight between 2 middle aged ladies but what happens in snapchat stays in snapchat for 24 hours.

During my one week stay I ended up in a couple of day trips that included, Teotihuacan, Puebla, Tula and Real del Monte. I even got one molar tooth fixed because the dentist is hella expensivo in USA. I visited a couple of ruins which my cousins and uncles/aunts were kind enough to take me. Even 80 something grandpa tagged along to see the Tula ruins. (Even though he’s seen them before)

It was an honor to see my grandparents again, I have learned to appreciate the long line of family that it takes to make it this far into the present moment, from our past anscestors hung up on the walls in black and white photographs, to us. Nothing is perfect, specially family trees. And here we are alive and breathing. But will our online life last longer? Who knows. Here’s some photographs.

One of the first days in Mexico City, Tlalnepantla to be exact. Picture taken from a Pedestrian bridge crosswalk.

A lot of people don’t like the establishment and they do stuff like this.

“No estacionarse” translates to “Don’t park”.

Doors and red color for viewing pleasure.

I took a snapchat picture of this and then after continuing walking I had to come back and shoot this with the DSLR. Abandoned shoes? Can’t tell if they are abandoned or on display.


That day was “National day of Combis” in Mexico. All kinds of Combis.

Here’s one of my favorites.

Yes, even on the way to the top of Pyramid of the sun in Teotihuacan, you can catch a trash can tattoed full of stickers.

Teotihuacan, from the pyramid of the moon. In the distance, on the left hand side is the pyramid of the sun where the sticker trash can can be found.

One day trip in Puebla was a little bit too fast but I got to shoot this catheral. Two hour drive was tiring but worth it for the Cemita.

From Tula’s ruins.

Los Atlantes de Tula. These guys are too cool.


I would like to return to this hidden treasure of Real del Monte one day. Another of the many ‘Magico’ places in Mexico.

Pink building, Cultural Center.

Cathedral in Real del Monte.

This green Volkswagon was calling me for a picture.

Ancient towns are the best. You are instantly thrown into a time machine into the past.


Quick Trip to Chichen Itza

This trip took between 26-28.12.2016, Monday-Wednesday, the last week of 2016, my attempt at ending the year with a trip and mentally beginning to travel before the New Year began, as if to say, “I won’t wait until it turns to 2017”. So that happened.

I flew from Houston into Merida, Yucatan’s International Airport arriving around 8 p.m. As soon as I got past Mexican Aduana, I went and contacted an Uber ride which took me to my Hotel in 20 minutes. I got settled in my room, walked around not knowing where to go but ended up in the heart of Merida’s busy streets filled with tourists and locals walking left and right.

I didn’t sleep much that night, the next morning, I woke up at 5 am and headed towards the bus station, hailed a taxi and next I was on the bus that takes you to Chichen Itza. There were no more non-stop bus tickets available so I ended up taking a bus that made a lot of stops and the trip took three and a half hours instead of an hour an a half. But in trips, nothing ever goes as planned and we must adapt, that’s all there is to do.

I slept on most of the trip, woken up by a young German couple talking about I don’t know what because I don’t understand German. I got off the bus, I saw the long line and decided to eat, refueled–got in–possibly the longest line I have ever gotten on, but it moved at a steady quick pace and next thing, I was with the rest of the tourists wondering around these amazing ancient ruins.

The pictures will fail to illustrate humidity felt that day.

Tourists and me the tourist. It looks short but it’s a pretty long walk. Good thing there is shade from the trees on the side if you get tired.


Agave Point of View. 


Bike Trail 15.12.2016


Jesse H. Jones Park has a lengthy trail for cyclists and walkers.(Around 10 mi). A place to get away from it all and be with the trees.


This is how a bicycle highway would look like. I imagine this road would take me to Austin.



The trail runs along Spring Creek. 



Yield to the horses. I was a little disappointed that I did not run in to any actual horses but their was enough evidence of the yellowy horse shit left on the trails. 


Another View. You are allowed to fish here but must throw back the catch.


I went during the middle of the day around one pm. I saw around eight people during my ride. This was my second time here and so far is my favorite trail to get away for a few minutes.  

Public Parks II

August 20, 2016. Saturday. I woke up this morning and I said, another park. Why not? Herman Brown Park is 14 km away from my house and has great trails for biking or walking. I took my bike again, The Red Giant. It was around 10 am, with very little people around.

Herman Brown Park sign. I actually took this picture towards the end of my ride.


A lot of trees and a lot of shade is always good. 32 degrees Celsius is manageable sunny weather for a humid climate.

Red Giant posing, looking all sexy with the caption ‘Block’ on the…

Always love these bike roads, wish they would connect the entire city of Houston. For now, these end in a neighborhood.

Herman Brown Park’s bike trails were not the longest but very enjoyable. I love riding and thinking about whatever I think about when I’m riding. That made no sense.

They have dirt trails too.

Nice little bridge here.

Should I leave picture on? I left it. Crossed a guy who said he had seen a snake. Sad to say I didn’t see a snake.

My favorite view of the trails, the freeways are visible in the distance, the traffic of automobiles can be heard.

A resting place with a tag. I got a snap from a friend that asked where I was. I told him to meet me downtown so we could hit the long bike trails there.


Overall, a very enjoyable park. Now I have covered the main parks with bike trails from my side of town. Maybe, next I’ll begin covering the walking and jogging parks from my side of town. For now, this is it. Peace.

Public Parks

The following pictures were taken on Saturday, August 6, 2016. The three subjects are three local Public Parks, Dwight D. Eisenhower and Alexander Deussen Park which are the first two and are located in the same area by Lake Houston on the North East side of Houston. I’m pretty familiar with these two parks which are really close to home (3 miles). Keith-Wiess Park is the other park and it was my first time there. A lovely park with great cement trails for bikes and walking. This park is on the North Side of Houston.

During the last couple of years I’ve been going to this park with my bike. Let me explain. I drive here three miles from my house with the bicycle mounted on my car and I park and then I ride around. The thing about this park is that the road is empty, very few cars in the way, plus you can ride to Alexander Deussen Park which is less than five minutes away (even though, you actually get back on the main road where there are more cars, but on this particular day it wasn’t the case).


These trails are fun when more people use them and the trail is visible. I went through this morning and it was a jungle in there. I might be exaggerating but it was difficult to tell which area was the trail. I didn’t finish it, I turned back and went on the road. Next time I will walk it.

The maps of the dirt trails and road.

The road area in this park is plentiful, not many cars. Sometimes, you can see deer.


There’s a few stops like this where you can pretend to fish. I haven’t seen anyone catch a big one yet but people can try their luck.


The red giant, posing for the picture. Rubber gloves and trash left behind by some humans.

Bike routes in Houston need some help but we’re working on them.

Rest area with sacred thrones.

There’s the almost abandoned playground.

Alligator sign.

Here’s park number two, Alexander Deussen Park, which on the cell phone map you will notice how close it is to D.D.E. Right here on the entrance is a dog park. It’s a very popular spot to bring dogs and walk them. I didn’t get too close as I don’t have a dog. I road to the lake, Lake Houston that is.

Lake Houston, across of the Lake is Huffman.

Another point of view. People bring their Jet Ski’s and boats and spend afternoons killing time.

The third park, I arrived around 10:30 a.m. and it felt scorching hot with the crazy humidity we’re accustomed to feeling. This park surprised me. The cement trails are so nice. This park is around six miles from home and I had never been here. Crazy!

Trails for walking and biking.

The trail ended here and it starts here for the people who live around here. The neighborhood around here is mostly Latinos, I heard some roosters in the distance. But there’s also a trail here in this park that can take you far south. I didn’t ride that trail but I will be back like Arnold Swagzenagger. 

Lovely, so much shade. You would think more people would be here on a Saturday but this park seems to hide in plain site. On the map, you can see the green terrain.

Practically the same picture. I encountered like three other humans. I think some people thought I was catching Pokemons. I thought some kids were catching Pokemons. Wait, now that I recall, I did see a family mostly wives with young children. I had to say, “Excuse me, coming through”.

I would never think this was here.

That’s the trail that can take you many miles south as seen on the map app.

No pescar. I saw a turtle swimming on this bridge.