Heading into Malawi, I knew I wanted to hit Likomo Island. I hadn’t actually met anyone who had made it there due to complicated ferry schedules, but I was determined to make it work. With one ferry heading north once…
Welcome to your own private island- Djembe Island and Cape Mclear
I had been recommended a hostel to camp in Cape Mclear, and I was not disappointed. I set up my tent right on the beach, beside Paul from Holland, who I would end up hanging out with for the next…
Sri Lanka revisited- Arugam Bay and Ella
If you’re wondering why I went to Sri Lanka, as I had already been a couple of years ago, it was to meet a couple of friends I had met 10 years prior traveling in Southeast Asia. There were about…
A Perfect Place in Peniche, Portugal
After walking through city after city, I was ready for some beach time. I had booked 4 nights in the surf town of Peniche, about an hour north of Lisbon, but looking at the weather forecast I debated changing it.…
The San Blas Social Club
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…
New Year’s Eve at Cinnabon
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…
Mazunte, a straighter version of Zipolite, on the Oaxacan Coast
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…
New Year’s Eve in Aceh
To be fair, I had read that Pulau Weh, an island off the north coast of Sumatra, was not a party place, but I figured New Year’s Eve would be the exception. After two overnight flights from Colombo to Kuala…
Last Stop Unawatuna: The Final Chapter of Our Adventures in Sri Lanka
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…
Missing the lazy days of Mirissa
After a long and windy bus ride where I was worried both Marieke and Cheryl were going to be sick, we made it to Mirissa. Dropped off on the main, busy road, we were a bit unsure as to how…