Good timing is always a travellers blessing. The proud owner of a 1972 VW van, Dave, had checked in to the brewery a couple of days after me and was now, just like me, heading for Nicaragua. A small crew rapidly formed and we were of towards the border after 6 days at the brewery. The van was obviously fourished for one person, but we managed to fit 4 people in it, myself, Dave, a canadian traveller who goes by the name Kyle and a german girl I just can`t r...

Just over a week after my ipod got snagged on the bus in El Salvador my wallett was now the victim in a similar situation. And stupid as I`ve grown over the last couple of months, I had my Visa - card and all my cash in it. And on top of it all, this particular bus-ride happened to be a transit route and therefore dropped me off in the middle of nowhere, still with miles to go to my destination, or any destination at all for that matter. It is in situations like...

A couple of days in Jardin turned in to 5. The reason for this was that that day I had walked up to the trout farms I looked upon the skies and there I was three sail. Could it be... paragliders? I hurried my way down to where they were landing and quickly started a conversation, eager for information of the flying around. They told me that there is flying sites all over colombia, making in one of the easiest places to go for this sport. I asked them how much the...

I came to Honduras with three ideas on my mind: The mayan ruins in Copan, diving in the bay islands and hiking around the national parks surrounding Lago Yojoa. First up, what I´m almost 100% sure is my last mayan ruin site, Copan. Compared to Chichen Itza, Palenque and Tikal, it´s a lot smaller, but is well famous for being extremely well preserved and detailed. At arrival in Copan town, the close - by town, I was surprised to see that also this place wa...

After finishing my diving back in Taganga I headed up to Minca, a small coffee growing village about 40 minutes away from Santa Marta. I walked at random and followed a trail up a steep hill and encountered a beautiful hostal with a view over the sea and santa marta in the distance. As I arrived two toucans were singing in a tree right next to the hostal, and upon seing them I knew I had to stay for a few nights up there. Went there with two Israelis and we...