Part 59: Tough decisions.... I really did lose track of time for the next day or two in the camp. Immersing myself completely in the surroundings, and fully settling into a decent routine. If I wasn't blog writing or chilling in the hammock, then I'd be conversing with my new friends and exploring the jungle. Here was a place, that once you get past the few minor inconveniences, and creepy crawlies, wasn't anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be, and an...

Part 1: On my way... The days leading up to my departure were the usual mad dash and scramble to ready all my paperwork and insurance and anything else I cared to remember for the journey - then there was the small problem of my packing to navigate. I guess deep down, it still had not actually sunk in that I was really going, and all this delaying was my subconscious mind trying to tell me something. 'Where do you think you are going? Who are you trying to ki...