Tag Archive: backpacking

Travel Well: Health

I’m off to Morocco this week and I realised I was getting all my clothes and electronics packed but there was a serious ingredient missing from my list. Good health. Fortunately, whether it is from… Continue reading

The haggle, the barter and the bargain

Bargaining, haggling or bartering. What ever you call it, it is most definitely a fine art. The subtleties of behaviour, the momentary expressions and the lop sided stares. They all make up part… Continue reading

Travelling Blues: The Untold Truth

I returned home to a loving and welcoming family. My head felt fuzzy from the long journey across the large expanse of water, locally known as ‘the pond’. I met with my friends… Continue reading

Central America in 100 Photographs

Here are some of my favourite shots from the trip. Take a glance. -U.Mirza

Homeward bound

Our bags were packed. They wouldn’t be open again until we were back home. Now that’s an interesting concept. Home. Some say home is where the heart is and after 2 months of… Continue reading

Isla Ometepe

The walk to the bus stop was hard in Granada’s heat. The smells of the market were a benchmark for the town as we trudged along the main road in search of the… Continue reading

Granada – the opposition

My elbow rests on the windowsill as I peer over at the continuous snake-like yellow line that divides the lanes of the Panamerican Hyway. I look up and through a break in the… Continue reading

Nic your agua: Managua, briefly and Leon

King Quality was serf quality at best. My legs were cramped and the only solace was the well padded reclining seat. The journey daunted me. 15 hours in a bus. Great. Fantastic. Brilliant.… Continue reading

Antigua and Lago de Atitlan

The boat ride down the coast woke me up in the best possible way. The sea breeze rushing across my face, the sun warming my skin and the view of the coastline stretching… Continue reading

Rio Dulce and Livingston

We awoke at 9, packed and ready. After a quick trip to the local store for some chocomilk and chilled cappuccinos, we waited for our 9.30am bus to Rio Dulce. At 10am, we… Continue reading