Two days ago I noticed that my hair had mysteriously turned hippie on me. And not in a good way. It was long, scraggly, full of split-ends and so dry that if you’d rubbed a handful of it together you might have sparked a fire. In fact, my hair had become so dry and prone… Read More Hair Today…
These were for sale in the tourist market in Granada, Nicaragua. I don’t want to make fun of these too much because obviously a lot of time and care was put into them. I mean, just look at the detail in the man’s Tom Selleck moustache. And the artist even thought to add a touch… Read More Would You Buy These?
You can learn a lot from travel. Always negotiate, hide some money in your shoe in case you get robbed and never trust an American hippie in a Hawaiian shirt walking a three-legged dog. I met the hippie a half an hour after I reached the island. I was looking for a hostel and he… Read More Adventures on Hippie Island: Part 2
Would you pay to have sex in a garage? No? Well if you lived in Central America you might.… Read More Auto Hotels and Love Hotels
The view from the beach of Ometepe Island, Nicaragua I’ve been on the island of Ometepe for about a week now and I’m so in love with it that I’m thinking that I might never leave (I’m kidding mom, I’ll definitely be leaving soon. Probably…Maybe). Just so that I’ll follow up on that promise though,… Read More Still in Nicaragua…But Not For Much Longer!
A photo of my hostel, which is more like a hippie commune than an actual business. You can rent a hammock or sleep in a tent in the backyard and if you agree to paint a mural on one of the walls or pieces of furniture, you get to stay for free. Cool, huh? I’m… Read More Adventures on Hippie Island
Photo by Pavel Ševela / Wikimedia Commons I joke around a lot about being addicted to travel but sometimes I wonder if I have a serious problem. If you’ve ever traveled for any considerable amount of time then you’ve probably heard the “Aren’t you running away from your problems?” question. It’s a tough one to… Read More The Travel Bug: Friend or Foe?
“Leon” is lion in Spanish. It’s fitting, really, considering that this city is so hot it makes everyone in it feel like they’re being swallowed alive by a giant, concrete, killer cat. Leon wants me dead. Seriously. I’ve developed an eye infection in both eyes and yesterday I counted 52 bug bites…and those were just… Read More LEON, Tigers and Bears, Oh My
The plan was to head down to Panama. But now I’m thinking that I might head home instead. My passport has run out of pages (which means that I’ll to go the American embassy in Managua to get more added), but I think that the bigger obstacle is that I’ve just run out of steam.… Read More Future Travel Plans: ?
That’s a picture of the hammock where I spent the last five days. You can’t see it from the photo, but just to the left of the hammock is the ocean. For five dollars a night, I stayed at a hostel that was only a hundred meters from a deserted beach. The nearest town was… Read More Lost in Nicaragua
