Antigua, once the capitol of Guatemala, is a beautifull town surrounded by lava - spitting volcanoes. The big backpacker draw to the region is partly the chilled out atmosphere, partly the gorgeous scenery and partly the easily accesible Volcan Pacaya. Pacaya is not the kind of volcano that spits aout heaps of lava in thunderous eruptions, but at times magma flows down the sides. It`s big brother Volcan Fuego, on the other hand, IS the kind of volcano that sp...

Trying to keep with the strict economical rutines we set in South America, I defied all advice and went for common public transportation when leaving Mexico. Not a very good idea. I ended up spending about 20 hours getting to Flores and there was alot of unpleasentness with taxi- and bus - drivers. The alternative, the tourist agency - shuttle, uses aobut 8 hours, pretty care - free and turned out to be only about 20-30NKr more expensive. Anyways, I arrived in Fl...

After a transit-night in Valladolid i headed for what is supposed to be the mother of all Mayan ruins, Chichen Itza. The main tempel in the archeological site is considered as one of the 7 man-made wonders of the world, and it truly is marvellous. The tempels are almost completely restored and it`s hard not to be impressed over the immense structures buildt so long ago. That being said, the whole experience of walking around in the site turned out to be very diff...

After the cave-adventures in Tulum we went straight for the peak of the yucatan and the tranquilo islands of Cancun. Unlike its mainland neighboor, who is best known for tequila-shotting college-kids from the states, Isla Mujeres is a very small, laidback place. The award - winning hostel just about every traveller goes to also plays its part in making this place a great destination. It has a large beach area, with a bar, sand - volleyball field, ping pong and ni...

Eager to keep up my good record of not missing my transports, especially since I´d already paid for the this particular one, from Caye Culker to Chetumal and Mexico, I got up in good time and had my breakfast at the pier, joined by a couple of Belizian guys on their way back from a moist night at the split, and a beautiful sunset. Karen had also gotten her ticket and was strolling around in one of the many streets, in total two, of Caye Culker, looking for an op...