A Coffee Maven Review
On a recent morning we woke up to home-roasted coffee I brewed in our hotel room, walked past the included lobby breakfast, and set off to meet my sister-in-law at a place we had chosen based on her experiences.
With a bird on the cup, reminding me of the terrific flim
Birdsong & Coffee
Colombia La Meseta from Orinoco |
When I see the word Orinoco, two thoughts come simultaneously to mind. The first is Mexican playwright Emilio Carballido's Orinoco, which Pamela and I saw while she was in her Spanish-literature graduate program. It was remarkable that a play with two characters and no props could evoke a riparian rain forest landscape so vividly. The second is the river itself: the southern headwaters of the Orinoco are so flat and wet that one can travel upstream from Guayana City in Venezuela, over a divide, and then downstream into the Rio Negro of Brazil into Manaus and ultimately return to the Atlantic at Belém. Have a look on Google maps. As I write this, I am realizing that this river essentially makes the greater Guyana highlands area a huge island, or semi-continent with a forested moat.