Pucon, Chile sits on the shores of Lake Villarrica and under a snow-tipped volcano by the same name, Villarrica. This volcano happens to be one of the most active volcanoes in South America. As I wandered around town for the first time breathing in the fresh air, I felt a few pangs of home. With all the… continue reading »
Welcome to my travel blog. Here you will find stories and photos from my voyage around the world.
I took the 22-hour bus ride to the northern tip of Patagonia, San Carlos de Bariloche, Argentina directly after arriving at Buenos Aires from Uruguay. Due to the extended travel time, I paid around 100 CAD for the first class experience with the bus company Via Bariloche. Hot tip: if you pay with cash at the… continue reading »
After spending over a week on the beach in Punta del Diablo near the border with Brazil, I decided to stop in Cabo Polonio, Uruguay. As usually happens to me, I learned about Cabo Polonio from meeting other travelers who all told me I had to go there. This is the beauty about not having… continue reading »
The Road to Saint Petersburg The Russian Federation always seemed like a daunting place for me to travel. With everything that happened in Crimea including the economic sanctions, dire economic conditions, and a crumbling ruble, I was a little apprehensive to go by myself. But, there was no way I was going to… continue reading »
Riding a bicycle is my favorite way to get around any city in the world, and my preferred mode of transport when visiting Mexico City. Luckily for us, Mexico City has spent the last few years making the city more bicycle-friendly. This includes the addition of many bike lanes as well as introducing a rideshare… continue reading »
Belize was a country of contrasts. After spending a few days in the near the center of the country in San Ignacio, I arrived in Belize City. Belize City was a dump, and I would recommend the least amount of time spent there the better. At this point in my travels I was with a few… continue reading »
I spent 10 hours on an old slow train from Zagreb, the capital of Croatia, to Sarajevo, the divided capital of Bosnia & Herzegovina. The train left at 8 am and I spent the entire day cooped up on stained seats in a musty old train compartment with little ventilation. Needless to say, when I… continue reading »