Maybe it was that I'd watched Mr. & Mrs. Smith one too many times but, my original perception of Colombia was hot, sweaty jungles, white sandy beaches, and people dancing salsa in the crowded streets while drinking tequila. It was a sexy utopia. Somehow however, we had ended up in the cold, concrete version of this paradise called Bogotá. A place where we would live and work for the next 12 months.
With Christmas 2016 fast approaching, I thought it might be the right time to share our activities from last Christmas. That and I am a shite blogger who constantly procrastinates about what to write...
So with no further ado, we share with you our photo collection from last Christmas in the Tatacoa Desert, Colombia.
If there is one thing I personally enjoy about travelling the world, it's the food. For every country and for every region there is a distinct flavour. A special dish. A delicacy. In Colombia, the cuisine is influenced by a mix of Spanish, African, and indigenous cooking. Menus vary regionally and are further influenced by the ingredients available to that particular area.
Imagine yourself aboard a comfortable speedboat. Salty water sprays lightly over your face as the Caribbean swell breaks against the bow, and the sun gently warms your skin. You're exploring deserted islands with pristine white sand and crystal blue water lapping their shores...
Sounds like a dream doesn't it? This was our journey from Panama to Colombia.
We'd had an amazing time exploring Costa Rica. From mountains to sea, it was a beautiful country and it was going to be hard to beat.
Panama was up next with our route taking us through Bocas del Toro, the Lost and Found and Panama City, where we would finish the final leg of our Central American adventure and begin our new one in South America.
So after an eventful week touring Nicaragua, we were on our way to Costa Rica. One week here was never going to be enough, but as always, we made the most of it.
Our first stop across the border was Liberia. We had to hold up here for a night due to the bus schedule. There is nothing here but road construction so we won't bore you with the details, instead join us on our whirlwind tour of this incredible country as we visit Monteverde and Puerto Viejo de Talamanca.
After somewhat "settling down" for 6 months, it was time to say goodbye to Honduras and the friends we had made there and begin the final chapter of our Central American tour.
We had just under 3,000km's to travel in 4 weeks from Tela to Bogota, Colombia, and this is our adventure.
Twelve months ago, we left the lucky country (Australia), in search of adventure and we found it! It’s not always easy, some days are just damn terrible, but we’ve made it this far, so if you were wondering when we would be returning home, all we can say for now, is someday…
We’d never considered Honduras as a place to set up camp for longer than a few weeks, but almost 6 months on, and we’re still here. With plans to move on in mid-June, we thought we’d offer some insight into the cost of living in the small, coastal town of Tela, Atlantida.
Easter is traditionally (for me anyway), a day of forgoing red meat, gorging on chocolate bunnies and getting drunk with my Mum at the Dongara races. This year however, we took a more cultural approach to the holiday, celebrating sans the chocolate in Tegucigalpa, Honduras.