(First published in Limping Chicken here) This blog was written in Orlando airport, where I have stopped en route home, with seven hours to kill. I have often wondered how…
Hostel Ranchitos del Quetzal: The Manageress, the bird caller and the Quetzal dummy!
It was a nice journey into Biotope, a place that offers people with too much time, a convenient stop between Lanquin (see last blog) and Antigua. I had spent a…
Lanquin, some of its people and some European tourists.
(This blog is more about a range of people rather than just one person, different from previous blogs) It was a long journey into Lanquin from Flores, where I had…
A letter of admiration to all bus drivers in Latin America
Suchitoto, 28th January 2019 Dear Sirs, (have not seen a single female bus driver here yet!) I wanted to write to you all to thank you, to express my admiration…
The Tour Guide in Juayua
I had been travelling in a chicken-bus for a few hours from El Tunco to Juayua – costing me just $3. There was a catch though, I had to share…
Jesus and David – no its not a bible story! – from Panama
(Both Jesus and David have read and approved of this blog) I have often been asked by friends and family how I have met many deaf friends in…
The Motorbike guy from Mompos (or Mompox)
Back in July I was in a hairdresser’s shop in San Francisco, panicking and worrying about whether to dye my hair a silver-grey colour. Ben, my dear friend, tried…