Hungover, Limping, and Half-Blind: How My Travel Troubles Began

If you’ve been following my travels through Central America, you’ve probably noticed that the last few months have been a consistent stream of upbeat and enthusiastic posts. It may even seem disingenuous — how can somebody travel for over a month straight and have only glowing reviews of their experience? Admittedly part of that is in the storytelling. The lackluster days and lukewarm meals don’t … Continue reading Hungover, Limping, and Half-Blind: How My Travel Troubles Began

A Weekend in Guatemala: Livingston and Rio Dulce

The day after Thanksgiving, when my fellows in the homeland were mowing each other down for Black Friday deals, three friends and I visited Livingston, Guatemala and the Rio Dulce canyon. Livingston is an hour ferry ride away from PG – a theoretically painless journey, except that the boats rarely take off on time and the captains have little to no concern for the health and wellbeing of their passengers. Continue reading “A Weekend in Guatemala: Livingston and Rio Dulce”