This time last year I was living on a boat moored in a teeny village with a fantastic past. Unfortunately, it’s present has little more to offer tourists than great pizza and a place to anchor a boat. It did, however, have a painfully slow connection to Panama City. The village was Portobello, the former [...]
I meant to write this list before I went to Mexico, and compare it with what I arrived home with but I forgot on both occasions. The list is neither exhaustive nor specialised, just a collection of things I found useful around Central America and Israel in no particular order, as food for thought as [...]
Whowzers, what a magical place. Dozens of diddie water falls falling a few feet down steps 50m wide, and just above? Another step separated by a tranquil pool of crystal clear calm water. We dove right into the first pool, splashed about, hopped between underwater rocks and threw fruit at each other. It was blissful, [...]
Sat here as Alex fertilised the forest gives me a short break from both our footsteps and our nattering. I read my Lonely Planet a little before scolding at myself and just listening. Slowly at first, much like your eyes adjusting to the brilliance of the stars the volume slowly increases until the buzzing of [...]
Relaxing on this cool concrete step at the side of Todos Santos’ square I overlook the village go by. Immediately to in front of me two Maya decedents discuss what appears to be an unhappy tale in Mam, their local language, as they chat the lady on the right tries to fix her bag handle. [...]
For a city with such a cool name (Pronounced way-way-te-nango, or just way-way for short) the Lonely Planet doesn’t have much to say about this place. I’ve come to meet my Guatemalan Family. My mum’s brother’s wife is from here so I have a small collection of aunts and uncles. My 3 hour chicken bus [...]
These last few months I’ve been to many different places and, lets be honest, most places are pretty dull. That’s not to say they cannot be enjoyed, especially in the right company, but dusty standard issue roads lined with concrete block houses aren’t the most inspiring places to visit. Before I had quite identified this [...]
I cant tell you why I like this bridge so much. There’s something about the concrete arm reaching across the Rio Dulce in its plain, unsupported and surprisingly inconspicuous manner. Perhaps its a product of my upbringing, where bridges are oh so normal and rivers aren’t complete without one poking out of the bankside trees. [...]
Last night I had the pleasure of hosting a Passover Seder for a dozen gentiles with a keen sense of interfaith interest. As I made my way to Guate’s house a couple of weeks ago I got in touch and asked if he would allow me to have a Pesach Seder at his house, he [...]
While I’m at home, living comfortably at dads, Passover abstinence is a relatively simple affair. Matza is in abundance, the kitchen is familiar and the local availability of produce well known. This is my second Pesach while travelling, the first I was in Israel for the first day. I quickly got out of there because [...]