Movements in the World and in the Mind
My Caribbean boating adventure, which seems like a lifetime away, brought me from Porvenir in Panama past the San Blas islands to Cartagena in Colombia. The colonial town was as beautiful as during my first visit, more than two and a half years ago and it sure was hot. People who, have known me for... Continue Reading →
After two weeks in Panama City, where I could enjoy some urban delights, like regular yoga classes and hippy food, the smells of Casco Viejo got the better of me. So I travelled to Playa Venao, a remote, but therefor not less touristy beach a five to six-hour bus ride south of the capital. Although... Continue Reading →
When it comes to beach bum towns in Costa Rica, it seemed a case of fourth time lucky, although in Dominical too, it was still low season. The hostel I stayed at was pleasant enough, yet, with a few exceptions, my roomies weren’t terrible social. After I connected with my dear friend Rick in Lowlands... Continue Reading →
After my stay in the fancy dorm with beach view in Tamarindo, I had made my way to Santa Teresa. I had been told that place would be a far more laid-back and less gringo-dominated affair. It’s still low season in Costa Rica and in Santa Teresa it clearly showed, as a lot of establishments... Continue Reading →
I initially had planned to stay in Nicaragua for six weeks or so, for the main reason that it’s cheap if you can live of a decent western European salary. Sure, there are some tourist traps, especially in places like Granada, where a drink or a meal would cost the same as in Europe, but... Continue Reading →
After spending a week in Granada I took a shuttle, which basically is a small van transporting tourists, to the city of Leon, which is another colonial town in Nicaragua. Lonely Planet describes it as an off-beat, political town and a more left-leaning and quirky rival to Granada. The distance between the two cities is no... Continue Reading →
After my Lake Apoyo jungle hike and the frustration it gave me- see previous post- I arrived at base camp at the back of the motor bike, that had delivered some much needed sugars. At base camp, which was a jungle lodge with a terrace overlooking the lake, I ordered some food to go... Continue Reading →
On my third attempt to get to Nicaragua from Miami I succeeded. The first time my flight was cancelled, as Miami International Airport was suffering delays and cancellations in the aftermath of a certain hurricane, that prevented me from travelling to the Bahamas. The second time I was still living on Cancun-time, which is an... Continue Reading →
Arriving at the US Fortification Disembarking at Miami airport coming from Cancun, I was harshly welcomed a short distance from the gate by a tall, handsome stranger, who I would’ve found utterly fit if he wasn’t wearing a uniform. He probably smelled me coming out of the gate and as we made eye contact like... Continue Reading →
After leaving Tulum I went in search of beach chill in Holbox (say Holbosh). Several people had recommended it to me and I expected it to be considerable less pretentious and more chilled than Tulum. The main reason for my flight was that I wanted a beach at crawling distance, rather than a 20-minute hot... Continue Reading →
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