It’s hard for a woman to decide on what to bring today when leaving the house, since we don’t always know what we’ll need. That’s why some of us like to carry a bigger bag and others a smaller one. So what happens when you’re out traveling? Do we look at it the same way or do we know what we carry with us?
In my travel-case there are a couple of things I know I’ll always need in my bag, like my mobile phone, my passport, my camera, my book, my scarf, my sweater, a tiny umbrella, a bottle of water and my wallet. But hey, where can I fit all these things into while traveling without needing to carry a day-pack every time? Travelon gave me the solution.
The city view from the Torre Latinoamericana skyscraper in downtown Mexico City
Mexico City. The place in Mexico that sinks 2cm each day. A city where you are never alone as you will always find people on the streets (standing still eating a taco, walking, talking, discussing yesterday’s ‘lucha libre’… or sleeping) and where history blows your mind from head till toe after nearly each couple of 100 meters. However, the number of shootings, rapes and other horrible things has been growing since the late 2000s and this made Mexico look like a bloody tourist destination you don’t want to go to if wishing to return back home safely. ...read more!
The streets of Antigua with volcán de Agua stratovolcano in the background
I do not know what has gotten into me, but lately I have been completely obsessed with climbing any nearby active volcano until I reach its hottest crater. It is not that I woke up one day with this dream of being a volcano hiker, but since there are so many active ones in my current surroundings I could not just let them be and take a picture of it from the average safer distance.
I want to touch the warm petrified lava. ...read more!
It’s time to leave this gorgeous tropical diving paradise island named Utila. Well, for now that is. I am sure I will be back sooner or later for some more diving and visiting the super sweet people I have met over here. However, let me focus on my next destination Copan, where Maya ruins can still be found in very, very good conditions. I can definitely not skip this ancient city during my voyage towards Guatemala. ...read more!
About a month ago I met Bruno Elias, who is an international tour guide from Rio de Janeiro – Brazil. I worked as a bike tour guide in Barcelona in 2011 and was wondering what Bruno’s point of view was on a couple of things referring to cycling through Rio. He has been working as a tour guide for 5 years and started Bike in Rio Tours because he thinks that on a bicycle you have a better perspective of the city you’re visiting. “I saw bike tours happening in all main touristic cities around the world and guessed, why not in Rio? So, for a year and a half Bike in Rio business is running, well, cycling actually!” Bruno says. ...read more!
I just finished my surf session at the beach near Rio. I ordered a risotto with shrimps at the “bar da praia” while enjoying the beautiful view. What a difference from my previous sights I’m thinking as I realize I haven’t seen that many beaches before arriving to Rio. Though since I’ve been here I haven’t only seen beaches, which reminds me of my visit to the Rocinha favela. I went their with a local guide and for me it was truly a new world to be able to literately walk through. Let me show you! ...read more!
What a messed up day. When I wake up I walk into the living room and there I find my Airbnb host, Karina (she’s pretty cool, I like her though), sitting on the sofa making a nervous phone call. During her cellular conversation she asks me if I still have the key of the patio gate. “Well, yes I do, why do you ask?” I reply. She asked because the TV has been stolen last night. Are you for real?
Other travelers I meet share their travel experiences with me while we’re all on the travel-road trying to explore new places and different cultures. Today on the beach of Copacabana I met Christian from Switzerland who asked me to look after his belongings while he went for a shower. “I always look for another Gringo whenever I want to enter the sea or take a shower to leave my things with” he says. Christian, who had the time of his life a week ago in Salvador, Brazil for the Carnaval, had just one bad thing to tell me about his stay here.