Resetuj wyszukiwanie
Latin America
Obecnie podróżuję
  • Richard Watts

Latin America

Otwarta przygoda według Richard Czytaj więcej
+9
ObserwujPodsumowanieKalendarzDzielićDzielićLista postanowień
Najpierw najstarsi
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Popyan

    21 września 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 14 °C

    We got into town, checked into a weird hostel/bar and bumped into two guys from Cali! A French guy and a guy from Indonisia, who we’d end up travelling with, called Malvin.
    Popayán was not what we expected. We thought it would be a small colonial town with not much going on. It’s pretty damn big! It was the second established town after Santa Marta and it’s very colonial, another place that could be Spain.
    We hung out for a couple of days, saw he sights, ate some food and watched the sun set. All nice and chilled. The next morning, we headed to the bus station, said good bye to Fransoire, and the 3 of us waited for the bus to San Agustin.     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Cali, Salsa capital of the world

    18 września 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    It was always on the cards to head here as good old Quantic lives here. I say lives as he moved to New York just before I left on my travels, never mind eh?!
    Cali is the centre of the universe for Salsa and the city is very much alive with it! Good job for me, I found a couple of dutchies in Salento who were going my way, so we all went together. Then, just as we got off the bus, I bumped into Syarda for like the 6th time. I thought she’d gone home to Holland, but no, so we scooped her up too and jumped in a taxi, 4 big bags strapped to the roof of a tiny Hyundai.
    Once in the hostel, I bumped into a few more people and before you know it, there were about 10 of us having a drink. Then we hit the town to see what this Salsa lark was all about, it was crazy! So much fun!
    The next day, the plan was to do a walking tour and then go out dancing again, after a group lesson this time, and that’s what we did! I bumped i to another couple I knew and they joined us for the lesson. We all headed out and got to the club, but first, we discovered that the off-licence across the street served booze, just like a bar. Good job too, as we found out that the couple were on a big honeymoon trip, so there was a round of 16 very large tequilas went down. Boom! Not much happened the next day, apart from food, but we did plan a little day trip to San Sipreano, which is not heard of.
    We got up quite early and headed to the bus terminal, found a shuttle and jumped on.
    The bus dropped us at the side of the highway where we were shown to a shed to by tickets. Not really knowing what was going, we bought the tickets and crossed an Indiana Jones-like bridge across a deep ravine. Once on the other side we found a railway track, and what can only be described as a shipping palette fixed to a motor bike! There were 9 of us in the end, crammed on a wooden bench, motor bike with the front wheel up, back wheel on one of the tracks, and off we went. A crazy ride for 6km down a semi-disused railway track at 40kph, soooo much fun!! And no one died.
    The next adventure was to walk to 3 waterfalls, with inflated innertube around neck, and we set off into the jungle. We had a guide, so he showed us the way, ditched the tubes after crossin the river, then headed up hill. The waterfalls were fun, getting there was very muddy and humid, but we got a swim in each, then a couple hours later, found ourselves back at our tubes. We then all hoped into the river and slowly made our way back to where we started, down some gentle waterfalls. Nice.
    Once back and dried off, we sort about getting our turbo trolly-bike pallet-bench, a further 6km down the track to the next town. It was getting dark, and raining, so this added a whole new level to the danger, we were all tired, but smiling!! After a bit of faff, we found our way back to Cali, a few hours up the road, home late, but a great day out.
    Knowing that everyone would be trashed, I sought out a swimming pool on the Wednesday. Once I’d found one, it was awesome, the only problem being that it was for members and lessons only during the day. My Spanish is no where near the level need med to sweet talk an old guy on the security desk, but 10 minutes later, I was in the managers office, with a swimming coach, who could speak some English, and it was agreed I could have an hour in the pool. Bangin’!! Oh, and I was the only one in there, what luck!!
    As I was getting out of the pool, I saw someone else doing lengths. I walked past his lane and called me over. He was a local student paramedic and wondered what I was doing there. I told him and he offered to show me round a little, perfect! We headed to a market and got some food, he showed me a few salsa spots, then we ended up and his friends drumming studio, near my hostel, where I got a short lesson on traditional Pacific drumming. This is what happens when you head off by yourself!
    I got back to the hostel and told the guys, who’d done nothing, so I felt a little bit lucky. We then got on the beers in readiness for another night out, and Syarda‘ slays one before heading home.
    Heading out to the same club, I found that there was a jazz club tow doors down, which was free. I paid into the salsa club, drank a beer and headed next door by myself. What I found was an 18 piece jazz big band about to start, I couldn’t believe my luck, the club only sat about 80 people and I stood at the back. They were unbeliveable! The type of thing you’d pay £40 for in Ronnie Scott’s. I sent the rest of the night between dancing and watching the band. The next day was a bit of a right off, but made plans to head south with one of the crew, a kiwi girl called Kirsty, to a town called Popayán, half way to the boarder.     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik
    1

    Salento

    15 września 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ 🌧 19 °C

    A lovely little mountain town which has the biggest palm trees in the world!
    I stayed a nice boutique hostel built in an old farm house, met some lovely people!
    Yesterday we went and did the main little walk around the area which has the big ol palm trees. You get jeeps most places, this wasn’t any different. A lot of them here are Willys Jeeps, so you are driven around, effectively, in classic cars. On the way back, we got in a small one, two in front, four in back, but in true Latin fashion, there ended up be 11 of us, 4 riding in the back.
    The day before was nice and chilled. Three of us went and did a small coffee tour where we picked he cherries, skinned them, and saw the rest of the process. The tour, of course, finished with a tasting.
    The other highlight of this town was the game of Tejo. Which is basically throwing metal puck like things, called Tejo, at a mound of clay, which has a metal ring in the middle, which has gunpowder on it. Naturally, making things go bang, I was pretty good at it!
    One more highlight was a place called Brunch, which had really good food, in massive portions!!
    Tonnes of dogs knocking around too!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Medellín

    11 września 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    Well, what an I say about this place?!
    The most surprising place I’ve been too. Lots of really modern infrastructure of a metro train and cable cars everywhere, mixed with a very, very dark past and poor areas, and a such a friendly native population.
    I did so much here, highlights being a good couple of nights out and some really good walking tours.
    The history and what the city is know for, does not reflect on what you find. It’s too much to put in a post like this, but go check the history!
    They do not have much respect for the person synonymous with the city, a tour guide would only refer to him and the ‘Infamous local celebrity’ because she’d get in trouble for speaking his name to tourists, more because they wouldn’t understand the context.
    We also did a tour of Communa 13, google it, which is home to a lot of politically angled graffiti.
    They have an awesome swimming complex here, the best I’ve seen, I counted 10 pools including two 50m, three 25m, a diving pool and a dedicated synchronised swimming pool. In the same complex is the football stadium, which we went and saw Independiente Medellín play. A great experience, but a bit bonkers, the fans in the home end don’t really seem to watch it react to the game, they just jump up and down to a samba band the who game.
    Defiantly my most favourite big city so far!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Guatapé

    7 września 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 22 °C

    A nice little mountain town which sits on the side of a lake. The lake is about 40 years old and was made for hydro electricity. There’s a massive granite rock which has stairs up it, great view from the top
    I was here having a chill out, which is exactly what it’s good for. There lots of water sports on the lake and tours of one of Pablos mansions. Found some live music on Saturday night, was good, great vibe in the town, very cool.
    The town now has a tradition of decorating the outside of their buildings with kind of sculptures of things relevant to who lives inside. Dogs, 4x4’s, sheep, symbolism etc. and it’s know for being the most colourful town in Colombia. Nice place!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Road to Medellín

    31 sierpnia 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    The bus should take 16 hours, but it’s taken 17 already and there’s loads more to go.
    The up shot is that I’ve got to see some of the rolling hills in the morning sun and the views are stunning! Definitely somewhere to go mountain biking, it’s like Wales on steroids!
    It took 20 hours.     Czytaj więcej

  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    The Lost City

    28 sierpnia 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    I didn’t know much about this place until I was on the San Blas crossing. Rich seemed very much the one driving everyone else to go, and it turned out to be an awesome trek.
    We signed up for it whilst staying in Taganga with the same company we went diving with and then spent the next day wondering what we should be taking. We’d be leaving our bags at the hostel and only taking what we need. Luckily, I knew some people who had done it a couple of weeks before, and I had just about the right kit. Happy days. One other reason for doing the trek pretty much right after the sea crossing was that the route closes in September so that the local tribes can have their yearly festivals.
    So, we all got our stuff together, Rich got his yellow fever jab which was a drama; and we piled in a van to Santa Marta to the main office. There we found a fair few other people we’d be on the trek with. We paid, loaded into a 4x4 and headed off.
    When we arrived at the start of the trek, we had lunch and a small briefing and then set off up a hill, it was hot and sweaty, but something that would continue. I was told by some friends to take a set of close to walk in and wash each night as nothing would dry, they were not wrong!
    After walking for about 4 hours, we got to our first camp just in time to join a big queue for the cold showers, which was over looked by a very large spider on the wall. Rich was to wake up with a scorpion in his bed, lucky that wasn’t me! The accommodation was bunk beds with nets, all under a roof. There was about four different companies trekking at the same time, so around 100 people all in. Once everyone was sorted, we sat down to eat and a good chance to meet everyone. The food was really good and there was no need for seconds. Each group had their own cooks, so it’s quite a frantic thing, but a very practiced process! There were also two macaws living in the dining area, which no one noticed until the next morning.
    After dinner our guide, though a translator, told us about what we’d see over the next few days. She told us about the 4 indigenous tribes and their customs, wildlife and the terrain. The walk goes up and down a lot, so there were some big hills to contend with.
    Next morning, we were up at 4:30am for breakfast and walking by first light at 5:30am. Wet close on and heading into the jungle. The track was pretty much all dried mud, so really glad it wasn’t raining, and had a river crossing thrown in. Constantly walking gave us a chance to chat shite about whatever we liked. There were 5 Dutch guys in the group who all walked quite quickly, so I mainly hung with them as the group was quite quick, but we were faster. We had a good laugh! We reached the lunch stop around 12pm and had a chance to swim in a river, a very nice thing as it was straight off the mountain and pretty cold. Fast flowing and nice to mess around in, it had a waterfall in a cave too! Lunch was ready for 1pm, too much food to be walking on and that afternoon would be a challenge for a while on a full belly!
    We ready the next nights camp as the sun was going down, a similar set up, but spread over a few bunk sheds. Some had to sleep in hammocks and the mozzies had a bit of a party! I think I drank some not so great water and the worst thing happened, there’s not much you can do, but get on the Imodium and get on with it! Good food again that night and a couple of beers. Early nights all round as we’d be heading to the Lost City early the next morning. The idea would be to get there as the sun was coming up, have a few hours there, then head to the final camp. The last day would be the longest day at 16km.
    We all got up at 4:15am for brekkie and a sit on the toilet and off walking by 5am. We headed off along the river this time, there was a rope bridge crossing and two river crossings before we would get to the bottom of the climb up to the Lost City. There’s 1200 steps up to the start of the city and when I say steps, it was almost climbing in some parts. Quite a task for someone with vertigo and the thought of the climb down was at the back of my mind! When we got to the top, it was mozzie Armageddon! We had to wear our rain jackets and cover everything they could bite. There, we were given a history of the place for about an hour, then we were free to walk around and have a good look. The sun was up and it was a lovely day! I had tonnes of pictures of the whole trek, but I’m only limited to 6 here. The place is really fascinating and basically only really exists because of the local tribes trying to get away from the Spanish. They got to them and their gold in the end, and the place had been lost, found and looted obese the next 400 years. The four local tribes are thought to be direct decedents of the Lost City tribe and there is a definite distinct genetic look to them and the way they live.
    We descended back to the river and headed back to the camp at the river for our last night. Another swim in the river was very much welcomed! We had a good last night, but everyone was quite tired, so it was a good night, but quite an early one.
    The next morning we headed off early for the final 16km back to the start for some more food! There were some big hills to go up! One of 25 minutes and one of 45 minutes, killer in the heat!
    There were about 6 of us who decided to run a lot of the last 8km back, which reduced to 4 and the row of the Dutch guys got ahead of me and Rebekah. We got back to the restaraunt over an hour before he last people, so quite happy with that! We had a celebratory beer and had a well earned sit down. As we were getting ready to leave, the heavens open and the rain was biblical! We saw two groups heading off and really felt for them as we were so lucky with the weather. We loaded into our 4x4 just in time to watch lightening strike the lamp post 15m from us! It hit a transformer and sparks flew everywhere! Good fun! Everyone had an awesome time and we’re glad to be heading back to Taganga for a warm shower and a beer! We dropped Rich off at the hospital to get his arm looked at as he’d been bitten and it was possibly a Botfly, it wasn’t in the end, but he was teased for quite a while, especially as he was heading back to the UK two weeks later.
    This is a more than brief account of the trek, but I hope you got the idea!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Minca

    28 sierpnia 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    Went to an eco lodge. Got the trots, was okay, apart from all the food being vegetarian.
    It was a 20 minute moto taxi ride to the top, basically a motorbike up a dirt track. Met a Toucan.

  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Taganga

    21 sierpnia 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 31 °C

    This was meant to be a bit of chill time after the sea crossing and the big nights in Cartagena. It was good, big quite hostel, pool, Netflix, air con, all good! After a day or two, we all decide that we’d go on the Lost City trek and use this place as a base.
    In the mean time, me Ricky and Rebekka went and did a couple of dives, which was cool. Other than that, we just ate pizza and chilled!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Catagena,Colombia!

    19 sierpnia 2018, Kolumbia ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    The first night in Colombia was always going to be big, especially with 20 people who had been getting on for the past week.
    After the BBq, we all got on the beers and headed off into Cartagena. It was a big night, with much beers n dancing. A fitting end to the week.
    The next day we had a look around, some more beers and food. A really nice fortafies town with lots of character, if not a little touristy.
    The forts are here because of Drake and his gold stealing expertise. This was the main port the Spanish established to store the gold before transporting it back to Spain. We stole loads!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    San Blas

    13 sierpnia 2018, Panama ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    So there’s basically a couple of ways to get to Colombia from Panama, one is to fly, the other is by boat. The Darién gap with its jungle, mosquitos, para military and cartels, stop you from going by land.
    I choose to go by boat, sail boat!
    After a 90 minute shuttle from Panama City to Puerto Lindo, I met everyone else that I was going to be with for the next 5days and 4 nights. I met a fair few in the bus, along with Niall and Rich who I already knew.
    We hung out in a small cafe for an hour waiting for a few others to arrive, then we transferred by boat over to the ‘Wildcard’ the 20+ birth boat which would be home for the next 5 nights.
    After a briefing, we sent off at 1pm, and given our beds, everyone on Dramamine, to our first island where we’d more for the night. We arrived after sunset, ate some really nice curry and everyone cracked on with the booze they had brought. It seemed like everyone was on the same level, some backpacking, some on a long holiday an a couple who had surprised the captain from home in South Africa. It was going to be a fun week!
    The Wildcard had 22 beds, all a little cramped, but comfy. I was in the stern with 8 others and two toilets. Luckily I was under two ventilation fans and was actually cold on a couple of nights, everyone else found it a bit hot, especially when moving.
    The next morning we woke up surrounded by 3 idilic looking islands and a couple of other boats. I swam over to a reef before breakfast, just because. There were 4 meals a day of you wanted them. First breakfast at 7:30, second at about 10, the lunch n dinner at normal times.
    Once everyone was up and fed, we set off to the island where we’d spend the first day. It took about an hour, so everyone just chilled under the canopy on deck.
    Once we arrived, everyone got straight in the sea, it was hot, making use of the diving platform off the top of the doghouse. Once cooled down, we all were give snorkelling gear and we all swam off to the nearest island. The San Blas islands are inhabited by he native Chuna Indians, some islands more than others. This first one had a very small shack selling beer and a seating area where we’d have lunch. Much volley ball was played and fish watched. There were a few lobsters hiding about and the odd starfish. Later that night, we’d head over to another island next door for a kinda naff fancy dress contest and a fire. It wasn’t amazing, but everyone got involved and more importantly, drunk! On the other side of the island was a lagoon which had some bioluminescent going on, not loads, but something to look at. Later though, back onboard, jumping off the boat proved a lot more entertainment and we got some crazy effects going on! Good fun having stars buzzing around your limbs!
    The next day we had another hour to the next island to chill on deck. This time we had some spinner dolphins come and keep us company for about half an hour which was great fun. This next island was totally uninhabited and we had all day her to ourselves. More volley ball, drinking, snorkelling and I showed the boys how to crack open coconuts, so we went off collecting them to make cocoloco’s back on the boat. Another fun night on deck with good food.
    The following morning we headed to our last stops before the big 40 crossing to Colombia. More of the same today, chilling, drinking, fish and jumping off the boat. We had another stop that afternoon at a sandbar. Some cool snorkelling and had a game of wolves and villagers. A kind camping type game, but good fun with a big group. We all got back onboard, sea sick pills in us and the deep water crossing began.
    It’s 40 hours from the last island to Cartagena, so it was just chill time all the way. It would be the rest of that day and night, then a full day over deep water and we’d more early the next morning. The stars at night were awesome and there was the odd lightening storm. We had the company of some grey bottle nose dolphins, about 12 of them. You could see them bouncing over the water to get on the bow. They stayed with us for about an hour before shooting off.
    The next day, more of the same, but there would be a chance to jump in and cool off in deep water, so the idea of whales and sharks got people talking. We got to about 2pm and over 2km of water depth, about 35 miles off land. Charlie the captain stopped the boat and let everyone know the score. There was a tanker near to us, so we had to move to get out of its path. Then, one of the girls spotted something. Shark!!! Really big. Turned out that we’d found a whale shark, probably about 5m, just flopping along on the surface, it didn’t hang around long, but for many, that was the end of the idea of swimming! About 10 minutes later, a few of us jumped in, me first, and stayed really close to the boat just in case. The colour of the sea was an amazing deep blue, not a cloud in the sky and beams of light were shoot off into the depths. Awesome!
    We sail the rest of the day under full sail and into the night. That evening most people went to bed, but 3 of us figures that you could sit on the leawood side of the boat, legs over side, and the waves would crash up over us, great amusement for about an hour, then we too headed to bed.
    The next morning we woke up in Cartagena after arriving at about 2am, we had breakfast and then headed to shore to check in to our hostel. We’d have to get little passports later that evening, at a bbq.
    An awesome experience and a highlight of the trip so far!

    Crew list
    Captain Charlie
    Cook Natalie
    Their son ...
    Me
    Ricky
    Niall
    Mickey
    Maddison
    Sam
    Becky
    Zing
    Dan
    Taz
    Steve
    Jess
    Carrie
    Eva
    Nikki
    Rebekka
    Tyler
    James
    ...     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Panama City, 3 days , 3 hostels!

    5 sierpnia 2018, Panama ⋅ 🌧 30 °C

    Headed to the big smoke alone after not enjoying the Lost and Found hostel much.
    Checked into a hostel on the first night, it wasn’t a great area, but luckily there were some people I knew there. They left early the next morning, so I did after breakfast.
    Hostel number two was in the older area of Panama City, which is supposed to be somewhere to see. It was okay. 😂 I went for a run along the sea front, which was good, and my various injuries didn’t bother me. The hostel was nice-ish, but had a bar playing shite music till 3am under my dorm, so I left the next after breakfast.
    Checked into the third hostel, not expecting much, but it was a better location. I was sat contemplating what to do next as this hostel was quiet, when Rob and Emily walked in. A couple I had been in my Spanish school home stay in Antigua! Good news!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Bocas

    31 lipca 2018, Panama ⋅ 🌧 29 °C

    Bocas was a nice start to Panama. The first day we chilled and the weather was awesome!
    The next day we went on a tour, the weather was far from awesome. On the tour we saw a load of bottle nosed dolphins, snorkelled on a shallow reef, which was good. We stopped in an island for two hours, the first hour and a half it was cold and raining, it cleared a little by the time we were leaving, luckily I took a six pack of beers, so at least there was a bit of a break from the rain. On the way back, we stopped by Sloth island, where we saw about 5 sloths. Then on to the so-called Hollywood where there were loads of starfish. All in all, not a great day, but something to do.
    Later I bumped into more people I had met before and four of us headed for some food n drinks.     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Crossing to Bocas del Torro

    28 lipca 2018, Panama ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    Getting up late, had a an awesome coffee and then had breakfast in Puerto Viejo at a place called Cafe Rico! We then jumped on a bus to head to the boarder.
    It wasn’t long before we were at the bridge that crossed from Costa Rica to Panama. To get into Panama, you have to have an onward ticket. We didn’t, but luckily Syarda had a plane ticket layout pdf, so she forged a couple of tickets over breakfast. Win! People get turned away all the time for this or have to buy a bus ticket. It’s a good job we had them as it was the first thing they asked for at the boarder!
    It was all quite painless and as it was later in the day, we jumped on a shuttle to take us to the water taxis, which would then take us over to Bocas. The boat did not hang around, it had some big outboard motor and it really shifted!
    It took about 45 minutes at full chat!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Puerto Viejo

    27 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ ☁️ 26 °C

    It’s a nice little surf town with some good place to eat and waves! It’s a bit out of season for surfing, but you can see it’s potential.
    A lot of the businesses here are run or owned by expats, so it obviously has a way of keeping people! Our hostel was run by a German, Cafe Rico was owned by an english dude who’d been there 17 years. We hired bikes from an Australian and I had the best espresso ever from a French cafe.
    It’s got a real Caribbean vibe here, like most of this coast, and it’s a total mix of local people.
    It was pretty much raining the whole time we were here, I think we got the only good day in Tortuguero.
    We hired bikes and cycled up the coast to Manzanillo, had some food, had a play in the sea, drank hot chocolate on the way back at a cacao farm and had a couple of beers. We saw some capuchin monkeys in the trees too! All good.
    The next day we went to the Jaguar sanctuary. They didn’t have jaguars, but they did have loads of sloths and monkeys. This was the best run rescue Center I had been too and it was all funded by the tours. The woman running it was a primate specialist and most of the people working there were volunteers. Our tour was with a girl from Manchester who was really good. She has the worlds first PhD in Sloths, so really knew her stuff. I am now full of all the facts and happy that I’d seen enough sloths. On the cycle home, we saw a couple of wild ones too. All good fun     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Tour time!

    24 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    We woke up late am rushed out. Got a cinnamon roll for breakfast, massive!!
    We had booked a canoe tour for the three of us, although Syarda was the only one who could paddle. Good job the guide did, but he was still in bed when we got to the tour place, so he had to wake up pretty quick!
    The hope was to see a sloth and some toucans, anything else was a bonus!
    We headed off into the jungle on the waterways, which were quite busy with people doing the same, but it didn’t feel like a merry go round. Hopefully the pictures came out okay, I’ll upload them in a bit, but we did manage to see quite a lot. Only saw a Toucan flying quite high, but it was there, and no sloths, but we did see quite a few wild camen, makaws and big lizards. I also got a camen in the face when the (possibly slight hungover) guide took the canoe slightly too close to where one was sat conveniently at eye level for a seated Watts. I had my paddle at the ready to give it a jab!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Turtles!!

    24 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Went on a tour last night to see some turtles. We saw three massive green turtles! One laying eggs, one come out of the water, head up he beach and then go back, think it was scared; and one just coming out of the sea.
    It was an awesome experience as they are really big!! Probably about 4’ long by 3’ wide. As with all these things, it seems a bit wrong, but the $15 park fee dose go towards protection them and numbers have been going up steadily. Sadly, no pictures are allowed.
    A highlight indeed!     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Tortuga Town!

    23 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    So I only knew of this place from the Lonely planet and knew from someone in the hostel in San Jose that it had a lot of rain. So much that they had been stuck for two days as the boats couldn’t get up the river.
    It took us three buses and a taxi to get to the boat to take us to Tortuguero. The last bus from Cariari took us through some big banana plantations and farmland which was under a lot of water. It had clearly been raining a lot! We got on to the boat and it was instantly obvious that the river was swollen (coming back the level had dropped 2m) and there were crazy Eddie currents everywhere! Me and Diamaid (Irish bloke) were in a boat with all of the luggage. We hit a tree very soon and at that point the transfer boat took on a new guise as an unexpected adventure tour. Nice!
    We got to the dock after about an hour of crazy boat ride, just in time for the heavens to open and soak us! Great news when you have to walk around and find somewhere to stay!
    Found a hostel, booked a canoe tour for the morning, eat and hit the hay. Long day and another 5:30 start in the morning.     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Monteverde

    22 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    This by far a nicer place than La Fortuna. A nice little mountain town, still really touristy, but a lot nicer vibe.
    I got via a bus and a boat, then another bus. The boat went across part of a lake, it was raining and not too warm, but mildly intresting all the same. The other side, I went to get on my bus and was told no. I found out, only as they were calling the name ‘Ricardo’ that I was in another bus. It was a guided tour and, by now, as they been calling my name, everyone greeted me with a “Hola Ricardo!”. Turns out they all spoke English, but thought I was Spanish, including the tour guide who spoke to me in Spanish. I waited half an hour before I broke my cover, it was quite funny.
    I got to my hostel and started to think what I should do in Monteverde and the rest of my time in Costa Rica. I thought I should just maw a run for the board, seeing as though I cilantro surf, and get in to Panama where I knew people would be going to a party. An hour later, someone I knew walked in an that plan got changed. Funny how things happen. I had met Syarda in Utila, then again in Antigua briefly, and now!
    The hostel turned out to be very social, so two became seven and we had a little crew!
    The next day, we went for a walk in the Santa Elaina cloud Forrest, looking for wildlife. We saw pretty much nothing until we got back to the car park and saw a Coatapi walking around. In the arvo, everyone else went zip lining, I stayed in and learn a song on guitar. Nice.
    Next day, 5 of us went for a walk up the hill to find the chocolate and cheese factory’s, also some cafes. The chocolate place was shut, the cheese factory was crap, but I did drink an awesome affogato.
    That night, three of us planned to leave early and head to Tortuguero! 4:45 start.     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    La Fortuna, no bueno!

    19 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ 🌧 24 °C

    Not had a good day. Woken up early by two seppos leaving and packing every plastic they’ve ever owned, into plastic bags, and not whispering quietly.
    Then went out to see the town, between the really rain storms, to find out that people here are just plain rude! If you arnt giving them money, they are rude. If you are giving them money, rude! Way too many seppos here too. I have to call them that as my term Oosa’s (USA’s) hasn’t caught on and although they like to call them selves Americans, everyone on his continent is American!
    It rains here waaaay to much to do anything, and I haven’t even seen the volcano yet, which you can’t climb.
    Anyway, book my way out at 8:30am. Done.
    This is all on top of the fact that I have pulled two or three intercostal muscles and won’t be able to surf for at least 2-3 weeks, which was my whole reason for getting excited for Costa Rica. I just hope it’s not a broken rib! I have no idea how it happened, but it was whilst surfing.
    Bummed 😕     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Do you know the way to San Jose? Ues!

    18 lipca 2018, Kostaryka ⋅ 🌧 25 °C

    So I flew in yesterday to Costa Rica and got a cheap place to stay in San Jose for the night. A nice little place next to the park. The park is very 70/80’s and use to be the old airport. I dropped my bags about 10:30 and went off to have a look around. Considering I didn’t want to fly or go to a capital city, this was my only exception so far.
    San Jose appears to be quite modern and really multi cultural with a lot of different people walking around. The city centre is pretty standard, busy, lots of places selling meat and some veg places on the street. I think I’ve hit the Avocado stash, saw a guy selling big avos, 5 for 1000 colones. About £1.30! I also saw some avos as big as a guinea pig, I don’t know what type they are, but they are huge!
    I headed back tot the hostel and dropped off all the stuff I’d bought to make guacamole. It came to about £2, which is awesome as CR is supposed to be expensive!
    I then headed to have a little look around the park. Not much to report, kind of a poor mans run down Albert Park. The swimming pool was closed. Yawn.
    Now, I’m sat on a bus waiting to leave San Jose to La Fortuna in the north. I don’t know what to expect apart from more volcanos and some hot springs, maybe a sloth or two!
    Just arrived and it seems biblical rain is standard every afternoon     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • Richard WattsLatin AmericaPodróżnik

    Last night in El Tunco

    16 lipca 2018, El Salvador ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    This is it, all people I know have gone and I’m heading to the airport in the morning to fly to Costa Rica. The problems in Nicaragua are just a bit too much to chance now, it’s still all quite dodgy!
    I had two surfs today, the first was okay, the second, well. As I was paddling out, I started feeling a not nice, sharp pain in the bottom of the right set of ribs. Something is telling me it’s good to be leaving!
    That said, it only takes one wave to make you day, and as I arrived in pain at the point, i paddled into the best wave I’ve caught n rode in the past 3 weeks! Happy days! I think I’m finally getting it back, it’s taken long enough! Fingers crossed pain settles down over the next week, I think I’ll be in land first, so time to heal! 🤕     Czytaj więcej

    Zobacz tłumaczenie
  • 2025© FindPenguins
  • Strona główna
  • O nas
  • Śledzenie grupy
  • Wciśnij
  • Warunki
  • Prywatność & Cookies
  • Centrum pomocy
  • Odcisk