Luckily, one of the performers noticed me trailing behind them and took me to the police station where I was reunited with my parents...

At the time, Pablo Escobar, a drug lord and narco-terrorist, was wreaking havoc in Colombia and my parents didn’t feel that living there...

My childhood was spent in the small city of Manizales, Colombia. As the youngest in the family, my parents were quite overprotective...

Life was normal in my early youth. It wasn’t until I was 12 years old when things began to change...

“Good life is expensive. There is a cheaper one, but it’s not life,” my parents used to say. It might not sound literally correct, but...

I grew up as a child of the world. Nowhere was home because for nearly my entire childhood, everywhere was home. My parents’ work kept...