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Four Fantastic Days in Bogota

I tried to hold no expectations for Bogota; online reviews did not put it on my “must see” list, nor on my “don’t go there” list. I only planned two days in the capital city, not wanting to base my first impression of Colombia upon a mass of bland concrete...

The Opportunity Cost of Brand-Name Travel Gear

You might think that shelling out the Franklins on brand- name travel gear will ensure an enjoyable trip. I bought nice things once, and only once, for my bicycle tour.  My enthusiasm for this sport that I’d never done- and the ordained conclusion that I would love bicycle touring- provoked...

20 Beautiful Reasons To Visit India

  1.   Temples Like this one overlooking the Ganges in the yoga capital of the world, Rishikesh.     2. Bookstores Where rooms the size of a walk-in closet have a wider selection than Barnes and Nobles.   3. Monkeys That are cool until they break into the guest house and steal...

Finding Meaning in Managua

As with San Jose, Costa Rica, the general online consensus is to skip Managua; Given the scarcity of time, one must allocate this precious resource to more worthwhile attractions, such as Granada and volcano boarding. I visited Nicaragua for the first time while on a visa run, chaperoned by my...

Camping on Isla Zapatilla

The heat and rotting food and lack of water on the fifth day of the Isla Bastimentos power outage overpowered our island- born laziness, prompting us take a few days off of hostel work in exchange for a trip to Isla Zapatilla, one of the smallest additions to the Bocas...

If You’re Going to Be Poor, Visit Venao Now

Albeit not a household name, like North Shore or Teahupo, Playa Venao is, above all, a surf destination. And it has become even more so in the years since the World Surfing Championships were hosted in the diverse waters of this Panamanian cove, which drew the attention of not only...

Sometimes, Talk to Strangers

We had ridden less than a mile into Panama when a group of construction workers in orange jumpsuits started whistling and hollering in our direction. Anger and frustration bubbled in my chest; I was already getting catcalled. Costa Rica had turned out to be a refuge from the harassment, and...