Travels With Macario: A Trans-Eurasian Bicycle Trip

by Matt Zaharchuk

However, long days alone on a bicycle have a way of eroding away all distractions, excesses, and anything but the truly essential, leaving you with only yourself and your own mind.

soon learned that rather than attempting to speak or appearing to keep up with the conversation, the best thing I could do to please an abuela is to simply smile and eat as much as possible, and I was happy to oblige.

Little is more humbling than realizing your search for authenticity is in fact a cliché in itself,

the only signs of life to be seen were the occasional woman bludgeoning an octopus in her yard.