Bolivia’s got the beat, man. It’s a zoo, an Alice in Wonderland adventure, and a Dr. Seuss creation. I loved this country and can confidently say this was my favorite country yet on our trip and it rivals China for its outlandish uniqueness. In this post, I’ll share some of the anecdotes we heard and observations that support my Seussian summary. As a heads up, some of the content in this post gets a bit morbid so beware.
We flew into Peru for only a brief time with our sights set on the major tours around Cusco – a jungle trek, Machu Picchu, and Rainbow Mountain. We were successful with these adventures, but learned some lessons and new tricks that can be played on travelers.
We spent about a week in each of these cities with our friends from Honduras. Leon and Granada are classic old colonial Spanish towns with colorful concrete front facades, ancient wooden doors with heavy iron gates and door knockers, and clay tile roofs. Sidewalks are a jumble of steps, homemade grates, cobblestone, and sheer cliffs. Stray dogs sleep in any shade they can find on the sidewalks unperturbed by pedestrians stepping over and chicken buses coughing through intersections.
The Bay Islands in Honduras are renowned for their scuba diving and sit about an hour’s boat ride from the Atlantic side of Honduras. Utila and the larger island, Roatan, are the two main islands in this region. Roatan is big enough to bring in cruise ships from Florida and has enough people to support a city-like feel. Utila on the other hand is small enough to walk nearly everywhere and has the reputation of the cheaper, younger island.
Semuc Champey is a unique water and rock environment with caves, terraced pools, and a disappearing river. Tucked away in the mountains of Guatemala, it may have been the most difficult of places to get to of anywhere I’ve been.
I’d consider Maine to be the northernmost outpost of the contiguous US with the hardiest frontiersmen and the bulk of the state’s population focused in the southernmost tip on along the coast. We drove straight north towards Canada through a no-man’s land of dense forests. The roads were still lined with thick snowdrifts and rivers were frozen over with the ice and snow growing thicker as we made our way north. The drive was challenging with pouring rain causing visibility so poor that wearing sunglasses allowed me to see twice as far ahead of the car at a whopping 20 feet. All along the way, Sara was teased by the Moose Crossing signs but those animals knew better than us and chose to stay under cover rather than travel in the terrible weather.
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