“The first day we trekked for roughly 18km. While it started off cool, it grew hotter as the day progressed. Fortunately, the path was an easy one to walk. Our first stop was for tea with an elderly woman weaving textiles for sale at the local markets. We moved on, walking past massive squares of harvested red chilies drying in the sun, then along train tracks and terraced rice fields. At one point, we even found ourselves in the the midst of a funeral.”
A Journey to Myanmar’s Golden Rock Despite being listed as a must do in Lonely Planet, many people skip the opportunity to visit Golden Rock on their trip through Myanmar. It is, after all, just a rock covered in gold…
Weaving our way through the busy streets of Yangon’s Chinatown, we finally felt our sense of arrival in South East Asia. 5 days earlier, Jon and I had flown from Newfoundland to spend 3 days with Steph in Vancouver, who…
After escaping the freezing cold of Canada, Jon and I had arranged to meet Steph in Sayulita, a small coastal town an hour north of Puerto Vallarta. Steph’s sister had warned her that it might not be our idea of…
Perhaps some of you have been wondering why Borderline Crazy was missing 50% of its crazy, aka, myself, in this travel season’s contributions to the blog. In the past year I experienced a considerable change in my life when I…
After a rather uneventful New Year’s Eve at the Mexico City airport, I boarded a flight to Guadalajara. After landing, I decided to save the cab fare and take a bus to the central bus station, which was pretty close…
Our last day in Mazunte was New Years Eve. I’m not quite sure how it happens (actually, I blame my sister Cheryl for booking inconvenient flights), but somehow I always seem to be in transit. Last year Marieke and I…
Elusive tickets secured, we took a 20 seater Sprinter van to the coast, a very winding route that lasted just over 6 hours, pretty much right on schedule. We even got one washroom break! Cheryl took a gravel, which was…
Besides food, the main task of Oaxaca was to get our transportation sorted for our departure on Dec. 27, as we were worried we might not be able to get a ticket to the coast, our next destination. Our bus…
After about a 5 hour bus ride, we arrived in Oaxaca City just after dark, and wandered down to our guesthouse which was only about a 10 minute walk away from the bus station. Like all the bookings we had…