In the south of Si Lanka there is no shortage of beach towns to choose from. We had picked Marissa as our first stop for its chill vibe and decided to make our second beach destination, and the last stop…
Train Tracks and Tea Fields: Nuwara Eliya and Haputale
We arrived in Nuwara Eliya around 2pm. By that point, we had already climbed the 5000 steps of Adam’s Peak, both up and down, had breakfast, showered and taken 2 buses. Arriving after such an eventful day meant we had…
Sweet and Sour Kandy-Man
Kandy is not a place that one really needs to see in Sri Lanka, but everyone winds up going there because it is en-route to other places they wish to go. You can entertain yourself in Kandy if you are…
Conquering Sri Lanka’s Cultural Triangle
Leaving Colombo was a rather stressful affair. We had arrived in Sri Lanka during a holiday and every reserved seat on every train in the country appeared to be sold out. It would take anywhere between 5-7 hours to get…
Backpacking in the Maldives: Getting There
When you tell someone you are going to the Maldives the first questions you will likely get are “Where are the Maldives?” and “How do you get there?” The answers to these questions are as follows: The Maldives is a…
The BLC 29/30 South America wrap up
There is no denying that Steph and I have fallen behind on the blog. Blogging in South America versus blogging in India presented some noticeable differences. While internet was often easier to come by, down time was pretty much non…
Back to Mendoza: Exploring the Uco Valley
Upon returning to Mendoza we checked back into the hostel Bed for Wine, a place we had found haphazardly on our first visit to the wine capital of Argentina. It may seem strange that we were going back to somewhere…
Welcome to Barf-re-al: Hell on Earth in Barreal
Alright, the town we were staying in was called Barreal not Barfreal, but that is always how I am going to remember it. It seems that I am making it a habit of telling stories about getting sick on the…
San Rafael – Visiting a Newfoundlander’s Winery in Argentina
Following our comically devastating day of trying to get from Mendoza to San Rafael we needed our luck to turn around. Fortunately I had been in contact with a wine representative from St. John’s who carried Chayee Bourass, a winery…
Worst Day Ever- Mendoza Part III
I should have known that the bottle breaking was an omen for the day that lay ahead. The 200 peso bottle of DiamAndes Malbec, the most expensive bottle of wine that we had bought so far on the trip, the…