My view on the places and people I meet along the way and especially on myself
More often than not, borders are defined by nature. As such, we had to cross a river in order to get to Belize. The immigration process was easy and there I was, in Belize. This is going to be my 54th country (including Germany). Although, the number of countries is not my top priority, but it’s a help toward my goal of reaching 100 till the day I die 😃
Continue reading “Belize 🇧🇿”
After crossing the border to Guatemala I jumped into the waiting mini bus and we left for Puerto Barrios. The first time I saw the sea while being in Guatemala. But not for long…
Continue reading “Too much expectation kills the beauty of the experience (from Livingston to Tikal via Semuc Champey) 🇬🇹”
I left El Salvador faster than I thought I would and the way I went left regret in it’s wake.
Continue reading “Goodbye El Salvador and a short hello Honduras 🇸🇻🇭🇳”
I arrived in El Salvador, Concepción de Ataco to be precise, with a tourist shuttle. Since then, I am taking local buses. It’s a sight in itself. The driver will wait until the bus is full. And full is a very subjective point of view. There is always place for one more 😉. They stop multiple times, sometimes only after another 10 m because there stands another one (why not walk where the others are standing?). Thus, the trip is usually much longer 😅
Continue reading “Western El Salvador or my worst-case scenario 🇸🇻”
Where did I leave the last time? Ah, right, at the scene of battle. As I said, just beyond the border in Lithuania, I was viciously attacked. The enemy engaged in overwhelming numbers and my only option was retreat. So, I ran, or in this case pedaled like hell. But still, I was bearing the scars of the fight. Numerous mosquito bites are proof of my valor in battle. As any veteran I will wear them with pride, although, they really hurt.
Maybe you think it’s funny, but not only mosquitos are plenty here, also gadflies. And they all want my blood! 😱