How has everything started, when, why? I have been asked a lot. Well, I did tray to answer here. So lets see… Before everything started Once upon a time… I was a “normal” person. As normal, as I have ever been, anyway. I had a normal job and was normally miserable. (“about me” page) I knew I need a change, but didn’t dare to even think about it. I had the responsibility to raise my daughter, so…
2 CommentsCartagena, Colombia – a Chinese guest in the hostel kitchen, liver stew, flooded streets, a lift from strangers, the Chocolate Museum and heat that’s killing me…
Leave a CommentPanama to Colombia – the wrong airport, a rush-hour metro, a lost belt, a sweltering market and the first days in Cartagena. One wild transition.
Leave a CommentFrom El Valle to Panama City 🚌 We set off a little after 7 and getting down to the main artery – the Pan-American Highway – took about an hour. The roads were nice and well maintained, even in such a mountainous area. The views around Valle de Antón were gorgeous! I couldn’t get any photos, because it was one of those little minibuses and since I sat in the front seat to see the road, I…
Leave a CommentNine hours, 420 km, a series of buses, a minibus racing up a volcanic slope, torrential rain and a $10 hostel in Valle de Antón. Another travel day that didn’t quite go to plan.
A stranger in Boquete, Panama gave me a free breakfast, a fist full of dollars and a blessing. Plus hitchhiking to a movie night and a muddy hike with a local.
Leave a CommentBudget travel in Boquete, Panama: a $12 hostel, a free muffin and live music, an all-night disco next door and 300 tremors in 2 days.
Leave a CommentDavid, Panama: finding a dentist in David for $35, market veggies, a 7.7 earthquake and the kindness of strangers on the road to Boquete.
Leave a CommentFrom Cahuita to David – rain, the Panama border, a fee paid in a bakery, two stamps and a hostel full of cats. A long, colorful day on the road.
Leave a CommentFrom San José to Cahuita – a bus ride with an unexpected traveler from Moscow, a hunt for a cheap bed, and sloths, monkeys and a snake in the national park.
Leave a CommentOff we go again While waiting for the bus (it leaves at 2:30 p.m.) and hanging around the hostel, I decided to weigh my backpacks. Roberto the Fatty – 26 kg, the little one – 8 (without the two liters of water)… 🤦🏻♀️🙈🤦🏻♀️ I’d made myself a cup of salt and half a lemon, to mix up before leaving, and put it in the fridge, in my drawer. Only to NOT find it when I went to…
Leave a CommentSanta Elena and Monteverde, Costa Rica: the last viewpoint, sunset among the clouds, chance encounters, walks, and the final days…
Leave a CommentSanta Elena and Monteverde, Costa Rica: working at a hostel, TENS, a dead work computer, hitchhiking along the steep roads, and chance encounters along the way. Then the Torch of Independence, carried on foot through Central America, and Independence Day celebrated in pouring rain.
Leave a CommentCosta Rica with hummingbirds in the jungle, Ficus La Raiz, steep hills, rain, new friendships, and those little moments that stay with you.
Leave a CommentSanta Elena, Costa Rica – Cloud forests, muddy roads, endless greenery, and one of those places that seem as if they were made for adventurers, beyond the tourist photos and advertising promises.
Leave a CommentFrom the Jungle and Giant Ants to Monteverde: Leaving the Farm, Bus Transfers with Unexpected Encounters Along the Way, and Arriving at an Unplanned Hostel During Costa Rica’s Rainy Season. Relief After the Oppressive Atmosphere, Expensive Supermarkets, New Connections, and the Feeling That I’m Finally Moving in the Right Direction.
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