We, Graham and Gordo, spent some time in the cowboy town of Coban watching a firebreather before heading into Samuc Champey and Lanquin with hammocks. The security guard at the campground laughed when we told him we wanted to camp without a tent but told us to go through anyway. There, we swam in amazing aqua lagoons that waterfalled one from another through a wide gorge all the way to our campsite, beside a wooden bridge you can jump from. Gordo awoke one night to see Graham running down the hillside at 3 am taking his clothes off and "dancing." [View Full Entry]

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We bounced across the border of Nicaragua and Honduras without a glitch, nobody even looking at our passports, and continued on to the Bay Islands where the snorkelling is great but the scuba diving is better. We landed in Utilia, an idyllic island full of young travelers and inhabited by pirates...really, pirates with the accent and all! We couldn´t pass up getting open water certified for a measly 225 usd so we settled into a dive shop right on the water and sat on the dock, watching the sunsets, reading our dive books, going to ¨class,¨which was a shock to [View Full Entry]

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We have lived the past couple of weeks very Americanized, living in Best Westerns, Marriotts, Four Seasons, eating fast food, and best of all, being visited by Americans. Neil, Graham´s brother, joined us in Panama. Have you ever wondered how the Panama Canal functions? Well we know, so if you want to know too then ask us. We hiked in a national park outside of Panama City, not the one beside Destin, and swam in a waterfallito and ate sandwiches. We then took a cold 17 hr. bus ride into Costa Rica. There we met Gordo's dad and step-mom and [View Full Entry]

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Nothing is ever as it seems. We envisioned a tranquil lounge underneath flapping sails lazily taking us to the San Blas Islands of Panama...cocktail in hand. Four days of this we expected, but then again, what do we know. Four days ended up being pushed to seven, but none of us were ready to give up our sea legs at the end of it. We were a day late in leaving Cartegena as the immigration people kept demanding more stamps on more papers, but finally late Sunday afternoon we watched as Marcos, our captain, explained to his 17 year old first-mate, [View Full Entry]

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We arrived in Leticia, Colombia after a 10 hr. speed boat through the Amazon. This area is the tri-border of Colombia, Peru, and Brazil. Looking from the outside-in its a kind of sketchy place to be in the world, but we felt safe and had fun. We ventured into Brazil to do some shopping and clubbing and met some interesting people walking back and forth country to country. The following day we did what we have yet to do and vow not to do again until we reach home - we left our feet and flew in the air. This was [View Full Entry]

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We left Lima at 1 pm expecting to arrive in Pucalpa at 9 am to learn what we need to do from there in order to ¨do¨ the Amazon. None of that happened. After two landslides, the road connecting the cities was washed away so we got our luggage off the bus and walked around the missing piece of highway to a taxi on the other side where we got into a taxi that ran out of gas. So we tried pushing it and that didn´t work so we climbed into a golf-cart like thing and then into a bus and [View Full Entry]

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We arrived in Cuzco, Peru, what some call "The Rome of the Americas," and hit up the town immediately - going to museums, churches of gold, parks, plazas, ruins, bars, drag-costume parties, clubs, eating and drinking local delicacies, and shopping at the black market where you can buy name brand camping equipment directly out of fellow travellers' stolen backpacks for $5. Then we split off and the girls scammed their way into the Sacred Valley to look at Inca stuff, and the boys went rafting down the class 3+ Urubamba River where Gordo fell out twice but swam well. All was [View Full Entry]

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We have officially arrived in our 4th country, Peru. At first glance, Peru is strikingly similar, though a little more expensive than its neighbor, Bolivia. Once we arrived in Peru, we continued to explore the Peruvian side of Lake Titicaca. The first island visited was a floating island made entirely of reed grass. This so-called ´floating island´first became inhabited due to Incan conquest and expansion, pressuring local tribes to seclude themselves to a sort of safe haven. We learned that the island must be constantly rebuilt with reed grass to avoid sinking. We then travelled 3 more hours [View Full Entry]

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The adventure began when the bus to Copacabana, Boliva (on Lake Titicaca) boarded a, for lack of better words, floating dock to cross a small portion of the lake. Althought the bus almost toppled into the lake we did make it safely to Copacabana and decided to stay in the ´splurge´ hotel which cost us a whopping 3.50 US dollars. The first evening we just relaxed because we had decided to do the 17km hike through the countryside to the the boat that would take us to the island of the sun. The next morning the hike began very relaxed. We [View Full Entry]

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