(Not) Leaving Mérida
As I hinted at the end of my last post, getting out of Mérida wasn’t quite as easy as I had hoped. I’d booked the (fairly secure) night bus heading […]
I gulped my Pepsi and sweated through my shirt, soaking the straps of my backpack wherever it touched my body. My morning had been pretty eventful so far, and transport […]
Isolated on Isla Zapara, Venezuela.
I had used up a month’s worth of good luck and karma points to make it into Venezuela in one piece. I met my Couchsurfing host, Walter, at his camping/hostal […]