Riobamba was the next stopover after Banos, from where we caught the scenic ´ La Nariz del Diablo´ train (Devil´s Nose) to a little village called Alausi. G was ere….The train was something from the forties, where passengers travel on the roof, legs dangling, hair ablowing, holding onto the metal bars around the roofs rim. From Alausi, we traveled on our first air-conditioned Ecaudorian bus to colonial Cuenca …home to a plethora of markets, the best being ...

So, Cartagena continued being lovely....a few days later we then moved onto Parque Nacional de Tayrona, a national park area with lovely beaches, but where you have to trek through the jungle to get to (just short of an hour to the first beach). We were dropped off just before the park´s gates closed at 5pm, with all of our belongings on our bags - this is where our adventure begun. After being advised by some local horse guys that it was quite treacherous to ta...

So I left you in Flores, Guatemala. From there, we started to make our way to the Honduran Bay Islands where we were hoping to do our PADI Open Water diving. Rio Dulce was the first stop along the way, a pretty small, dull town where the town loco runs around with a gun hanging from his neck and where we stayed in this unique hostel which can only be described as a big shed, where birds fly in and out freely, animals can stay in the room (and jump on other people...

Hello everyone, So the last time I left you I was in Mexico...I then spent another week visiting a gorgeous coastal town called Tulum, Mayan ruins at Palenque, the colonial town of Merida and eventually ending up in San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, where I met Genie for Halloween and Day of the Dead Celebrations before leaving the Mexicanos behind... Halloween is not so celebrated down this way but along with a load of people from the hostel we dressed up a...

Hey everyone, Firstly, apologies for lack of replies to umm, almost everyone, so far...but thought I´d update you all on my first few weeks...So I arrived in Mexico to find that BA had mislaid 200 bags from my (direct) flight, so I spent my first night in Mexico City airport filling out forms. As I was possessionless (which by the way, lasted for 9 days!) and craving the sight of my long lost amiga, Gina (Genie for future reference), I got my first loooooooooooo...