Life is an adventure, time to get off the couch and experience the world!
My birth year is naturally misleading, seeing as I only experienced roughly 10 days of 1982, though “experienced” might be a generous word to use, insofar as a newborn baby doesn’t experience much of anything beyond the feeding/pooping/crying/sleeping cycle. While…
Note: So, this post is only about 5 months late. And I believe apologies are in order to my good friend Dr. Lt. Rhett, for sharing his tales of travel woes, but I promise it has a happy ending. The…
I’ve been in Germany for three months now, and in that time I’ve remained fairly silent on the issue. My silence has not been due to a lack of compelling stories, but rather (I think) from a desire to get…
Anyone who spends more than, say, 30 seconds around me will hear more than they ever cared to know about my best friend and traveling companion, Sydney, a 4-year-old Australian Shepherd pup. The person in question will then be subjected…
On my most recent flight from Charlotte to Miami, I struck up a conversation with the two ladies seated in my row. Within moments of sitting down, they enthusiastically agreed that they hated flying, and then turned to me to…
As I said in my first piece about the Peruvian Amazon, there are only two ways in and out of Iquitos: by air and by boat. The boat sounded like a great option for our departure. We would have room…
For our last hurrah in South America, Christine and I found ourselves in Iquitos, Peru, the largest city in the world that is inaccessible by car. Once again, proving that the backpacking circuit is much smaller than one would expect,…
I remember first hearing about Bolivia’s “Death Road” from my former roommate and Serbian brother Nick. He eagerly pulled up a YouTube video showcasing “The World’s Most Dangerous Road.” When it was finished, I looked at him the way I…
Before departing Bolivia, we had one last stop to make: the town of Copacabana on the shores of Lake Titicaca. The lake is widely regarded as the largest high altitude lake in the world. Covering an area of nearly 8500 square…
After a bit of rest from our circuitous route through southern Bolivia, we awoke in the bright and clean Valle Hermoso Hostel in Tupiza. In the shadows of the early morning light, Tupiza had only hinted at its beautiful scenery. By…
We arrived in Bolivia already half-dead from an epic 26-hour bus ride from Mendoza. The decision to “Get the hell out of here” came long before the wine capital of Argentina, but after working our way down to the southern…
For a moment, I would like to write about what I’m currently doing, as opposed to things I’ve done some time ago. Don’t worry, dear readers, there will be posts upon posts about couchsurfing in Santiago and Mendoza, about our…
