Remember the tour I’ve been writing about where a local person shows you around Panama City and takes you to try different food and drink on a walking tour that is PAID? Well, the tour guide hadn’t shown up 20 minutes AFTER our scheduled start time so I went back to my hotel and requested…… Continue reading “They eat the “s’”

Yesterday I left Cartagena in a cab that the hotel called for me. I did not like my hotel so it wouldn’t astonish you to know that my cab driver was completely unprofessional. He kept telling me how pretty I was and asked if I would take him to America. I assume he thought I…… Continue reading #metoo doesn’t exist in Colombia/Hello Country #30!

Per Veronika, it’s in the Bible. So clearly I have no idea how this charming little neighborhood in Cartagena got it’s name. It’s about a 10 minute walk from the old, walled city. I walked there by myself this morning with only a few stares and one “Bella, muy bonita.” And the weird part, I…… Continue reading Getsemani – where does that come from?

Cartagena is infinitely better than Medellin. Even though 90% of people will tell you Medellin is great. I guess I like to be different, but in a very unassuming, out of the spotlight kind of way. I started off with a walking tour today in Cartagena. It wasn’t very good but only lasted for 2…… Continue reading “Pechuga” doesn’t mean “fish.”

I’ve had an uneasy feeling since arriving in Medellin. Maybe it was the terrible experience sitting next to large-arm-lady or the way everyone just acted like savages when the plane landed. Or maybe I’m getting sick and feeling pretty ragged at this point. I can only recall 2 other instances on this entire trip where…… Continue reading I don’t feel unsafe but I also don’t feel safe…

I left my Bogota hotel this morning and arrived almost 2 hours early at the airport. There was no line and I think the gate agent asked me if I wanted to take an earlier flight but since I had a car service picking me up in Medellin, I declined and opted to take my…… Continue reading Ranting: Bogotanos, smh

Dear Readers, we have come to that time in our adventure where it’s time to start throwing away clothes that have begun to break down (ie, developed holes, weird stains, or smells that will not go away). Today I put my hand in my back pocket of my ONLY PAIR of jeans (the one where…… Continue reading My pants are breaking…

I gotta be honest, I have no idea what I wrote in last night’s blog post as I was suffering from two things: lack of sleep and a daze brought on by my anti-altitude sickness medication. It starts with a tingling sensation in my lips, moves to my forearms and hands, and then I get…… Continue reading Colombia is pretty damn cool!

I left my Santiago hotel at 4:20a for the airport and got an earful from my driver about US economic system and why America likes to enter wars: oil. He kept asking me if I understood and before 6am, I don’t even understand English! But I played along even after I got the whole “your…… Continue reading Adios Chile…Hello Colombia!

Today I successfully rode the bus from Santiago to Valparaiso (aka Valpo by those in the know). It was about an hour and a half ride and on a comfortable bus. This time, bus adventures were alright. In Valparaiso they don’t even want me to practice Spanish. I’ll ask something in my form of Spanish…… Continue reading It’s “chao, chaaao” per the Valpo tour guide.