Dive in blue waters, listen to howler monkies in the jungle, and run from fireworks on New Years Eve, live the Central American adventure.
Over a year on the road and it’s been nothing like we expected but more than we had hoped for. I count our blessings for the many wonderful people we have met and the places we have seen. I have enjoyed sharing these experiences with you, our readers, and hope that it encourages you to […]
October 4th, 2017 marks one year on the road for us! Before leaving the USA we researched and read many blogs to see what this venture would cost us. We wanted to be prepared. It can be hard to gauge what will be needed for budget travel, but we started out with a goal of spending
As we prepared to cross the Sixaola border from Costa Rica into Panama our plan was to spend only two weeks in the country and then move on to Colombia. We heard it was expensive. Many backpackers speed through Panama so there were very few stories of its beauty. Our bus approached the border to
I was 90 feet (27 meters) underwater and struggling to pull air in through my regulator. I told myself to calm down. I knew my anxiety was the contributing issue. People die from letting fear take over. I knew I needed to fight this fear and I wanted to conquer it…. Click the title to read more
The day of Roger’s cabalgata was blessed with beautiful sunshine. Over 85 horses clopped through the stable’s pathway. There we had set up bails of hay, chairs, and tables for the revelers to hang out while waiting for the start of the ride. GOTTA CABALGATA A cabalgata, which literally translates to cavalcade, is a popular way
WARNING! This post contains graphic content. I was sitting there quietly working on my book in the afternoon in my favorite spot when Vidal, the stableman, appeared on the sidewalk, Trin walking behind him. “There’s been a murder,” Trin said in such a dramatic tone that I almost expected to hear the Law and Order signature double
I kept my eyes on the tile floor as I was wheeled toward the x-ray room. I was in a wheelchair in a flimsy hospital gown, the kind that sort of closes in the back, barely. I’m sure there are a lot of considerations in the gown’s design, but there has to be a better
It was early evening and we had just started heading out on the long driveway out of the property when across the headlights of the Ford Escort ran a tiny white furry blur. Roger stomped on the brakes and the car skidded to a stop on the crunchy gravel road. He backed up to where the
Our 10th Year Anniversary Started with a Bang, Literally Read More »
I heard a scratching sound, close by. I reached for my phone under my pillow. It was 1AM. The scratching continued and was accompanied by the crinkling sound of a plastic bag. I turned on the phone’s flashlight and pointed it toward the noise above our heads. It was a large, might I say very large roach,
They say some things are better left buried. I have often thought about writing a book about breaking free from my previous marriage that was wrought with abuse. The book would delve into what it took to break away from the religious legalism that kept me there for so long. Everyone goes through struggles in life and mine are no more
