The Secluded Life in Popoyo

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Following many weeks of constant travel, in busy cities and on long bus trips, staying no more than a few days in each destination, we decided it was time to slow down a little and relax. Having spent some time on the Southern coast of Nicaragua in the past, we knew it would be the perfect spot to stop for a while.

San Pedro la Laguna

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Like the islands of southern Thailand or the beaches of Goa. Certain places have a vibe, a feeling unexplainable to those who’ve never been, but one that’s fluent to those who have spent even the briefest moment in such places. San Pedro la Laguna is definitely one of these spots. Up early after one of the best sleeps of the trip, we set out to explore our new surroundings. Just up the street from our place was a small Italian-owned …

Enter: Guatemala

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It’s been many years since we’ve done any real travel; meaning spending an extended period of time in developing countries, where schedules and timelines only exist on paper. While this definitely isn’t something new to us, the journey from San Cristobal to San Pedro was slightly less than smooth. Most hostels and tour agencies in San Cristobal will be able to sell you a ticket straight through to several locations within Guatemala. The majority of travellers are headed for Antigua, …

Getting some Exercise in Montenegro

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There was one final stop in Bosnia before heading to the boarder, A day trip to the town of Mostar, a nice little town about two hours west of Sarajevo. I hadn’t enough time to explore the city much outside of the old town, which is what brings the majority of visitors to the city. Quite typical of most medieval cities of Austrio-Hungarian and Ottoman era influence, old stone buildings and roads, mosques and churches, weave their way outwards from …

Budapest to Bosnia (and Why I’m a Hypocrite)

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If you told me twenty years ago that I would be travelling around the world, I would have brushed the comment off as nothing. I couldn’t care less at the time about leaving the comforts of home. If you told me I would be traveling to Croatia, Serbia, or Bosnia, I would have called you crazy. In 1993, Yugoslavia was breaking apart in all out civil war. The Balkans were one of the most dangerous and chaotic places on earth. …

Sardinia: Beaches, Cork Trees and Cobblestone

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Over the span of two nights, I’ve had the two best pasta dishes of my entire life: One on a small farm in the mountains around Nuoro, the other in the seaside village of Alghero. Two weeks have past since we left the turbulence of Rome, and set foot on Sardinia, the southern of the two islands (Corsica to the north), directly west of mainland Italy. In this short time we’ve spent the days lying on pristine beaches, exploring and …

Rags on Sticks, and Pig Skin; or Rome pt. 2

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Rewind a couple of days. The flight was pretty standard: watched some movies, had some drinks and questionable food, and stared at the insides of my eyelids for hours at a pathetic attempt at airplane sleep. Landing in Rome, we cab to the centre of the city and find our hotel. Already over-tired, just looking to put our bags in a room and get some food, we attempt check-in. Here’s where the fun starts. Through one reason or another, when …

Sleep Deprivation is a Powerful Drug; or Rome pt. 1

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Three days in Rome should be enough. I’m thinking about monkeys. It’s sometime in the afternoon of the second day, the windows to our very small, though quite beautiful hotel room are shut, curtains doing their best to block out any shred of light from the outside, and the power is off entirely. Last time I was in the washroom, I avoided looking at my reflection in the mirror because the time before that, I barely recognized what was staring …

Goa

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And to think, of all our plans for this trip, we hadn’t included Goa. Thought about it yes, but thought it would actually happen? Goa is a tiny little state about 12 hours south of Mumbai, and thinking we wouldn’t even have enough time left after traveling the north, even making Mumbai in time was a minor concern. Long blog short, plans changed, and we hopped our train to Mumbai, and from there, the first one we could down south …