Getting from Belize to Honduras was a little more difficult than I’d anticipated. I managed to get two chicken buses from Hopkins down to a Punto Gorda, a VERY uncomfortable boat ride from Punto Gorda to Puerto Barrios, where I unfortunately got stuck for the night. I left as early as possible the following day, … More Honduras – Time to Dive
I left Guatemala with Sarah and a Swiss girl (Alessia) who rode in the broken down car with us. Due to the second driver never showing up at the border we had to find a taxi to the bus station and then a bus to San Ignacio thereafter, easy enough to do but frustrating as … More Un-Belize-able
After another night of partying and finally having clean clothes / shoes / bag, Courtney and I headed off with my mate Steph to lake Atitlan, San Pedro area. The trip was relatively uneventful, bar one guy telling us about his most grim policing story back home (London) where he’d had to try and lift … More Markets, ruins and a tattoo. Guat an adventure!
After 24 hours of straight travel I arrived at Tropicana hostel, Antigua, dead on my feet, at 5pm. I found somewhere for food and coffee – essential! But when I got back to my hostel everyone was gearing up for a night out. I tried to rally, throwing back some rum and cokes, and while … More Guats up Guatemala?
Stuffing our now clean laundry into our bags Lauren, Sam, Carl and I were reunited and bundled into a teeny tiny taxi headed for the airport to catch our flight to Bogota. It was my last adventure with Lauren and we definitely went out with a bang. I went to my first ever football match … More Colombia: the final installment
The night before: Hear that pick up is at 9.30am, decide that’s quite late and therefore happy hour is a fantastic idea. Get drunk and stay awake till 3am, get up at 7.30am. Shower, use fast internet (most people are sleeping through the hangover – smart) to sort life out. Have breakfast with the girls … More Ciudad Perdida – The Lost City Trek
After carnage at carnival it was time to get back on the cultural trail and explore an area which I consider off the beaten track (although perhaps not for much longer) – the desert. Myself, Lauren and Carl (all members of the Carnaval crew) headed off on a bus to Palomino, caught a second bus … More To the Desert and Tayrona National Park
We were picked up from the hostel, people, bags and boxes of food (ok alcohol) en tow. Somehow we squeezed 14 people inside along with all our stuff for three days of cultural festivities (ok outrageous partying). We arrived at our Air b&b which was 40min outside of Barranquilla – where carnaval was held. Welcomed … More Colombia Pt 5: Did someone say Carnaval?
Next stop was Cartagena, a stunning fort town with loads of character, to meet our third San Juan party girl Andrea. It was so weird to be reunited outside of San Juan, to remember our party days and the lives we built there and find ourselves travelling a totally new area together. Andrea is travelling … More Colombia pt 4: Let’s go to the beach! Hitting the coastline
For some reason I truly can’t comprehend Bogota doesn’t have an amazing rep with backpackers. I hear about Medellin as being an amazing city to visit but Bogota gets a shrug and a ‘meh’ attitude and I genuinely don’t understand why. It’s very artisan with beautiful streets, cafes, full of vibrancy, culture and friendly people. … More Colombia Pt 3: Café central, artesian heaven and a lucky non-robbery
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