(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 […]
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 […]
After an uninspiring two days in Maracaibo, the push and shove typical of the carritos line-up jolted me back to my senses. Travelling solo in Venezuela was definitely not getting any easier. […]
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 […]
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 […]
You could say that my palms had encountered a whole new level of sweating as I boarded the luxurious bus that would take me out of South America’s second most […]
We had been in a perpetual state of relaxation since finishing our three day diving course in Taganga. The three biggest (and most convieniently located) pleasures in life, a beach, […]
It's a balance between your budget and your ethics, your principles and your protests. One of the biggest issues that travellers face is cost. Unless you're a true flashpacker, bouncing […]
In my last post I wrote about Taganga, described in my trusty Footprint guide book as: “… the popular fishing village and beach … set in a little bay with […]
A year in South America elevates your senses to what can only be described as ninja status. Especially after a week of Carnaval atmosphere in Cartagena, where the streets now […]
It's the old cliche. What effect does travel really have on us? The question really ought to be 'What effects', there being more than just one to be singled out, […]