Colectivo Ride Once we'd had our holiday in Playa del Carmen we headed out to Tulum. This was our first experience with the Colectivo; a bus/taxi hybrid. It has a set route and picks up multiple people like a bus, but doesn't seem to have set stops or a schedule like a taxi. It may have places where it will often stop since the one we took was common for locals to use to get to work at the resorts between the highway and beaches. It was a fun ride down a relatively major highway (the 307) with frequent and fast deceleration to stop for someone flagging the colectivo on the side of the road; also surprisingly frequent deceleration for speed bumps on the highway. With few overpasses over the highway for turning left, places for ... read more

As the title eludes to, we have once again started travelling. This time with no intention of working on the road, but leaving the option open in case a wonderful opportunity presents itself. For those of you that we didn't have a chance to meet up with before we left, sorry about that. There just never seems to be enough time to get everything done right. We've begun in Central America, since we wanted somewhere warm, and with Ashley's studies having been about Latin America we figured it was about time she got to see more of it. We plan to see many ruins and beaches and take our time wherever desirable. We started our travels with a holiday in Playa Del Carmen since it seemed well traveled and we wouldn't have to work too hard ... read more

Our ferry arrived very early in Dubrovnik, seven o'clock in the AM. Having slept on the ground we didn't have the most amazing sleep ever, but it was better than the last ferry where we'd decided to sleep outside until we got too cold at 2am. We got off the ferry as most people do; quick as we could. As we walked to the terminal there were many people on the other side of the port fence trying to sell rooms, something we've learned is not uncommon, and not shady a long as you have an idea as to prices. We booked ahead having had so much trouble on the Côte d'Azur, and started the walk to the hostel which was actually in an area called Lapad. Having taken photos with directions we were on the ... read more

The Eurostar to Paris was rather a relaxed and unproductive train ride for us; other than the us getting to Paris, obviously. When we arrived Ashley’s dad, Morley (of blog post ’Snow and Cheese’ fame), and his wife, Cheryl, were patiently waiting at the Gare du Nord for us. After a loving greeting we took a cab to the hotel, put our faces on and went for a stroll to find some dinner. We crashed after that since the next day we had a scooter tour around the countryside and Versaille. We woke up at a respectable hour and had breakfast at the hotel then waited in the lobby. A little while after the guide was to meet us, Cheryl joked that there were enough red scooters outside that we could just take a few. It ... read more

We woke up at a ridiculous 3:30 in the AM. Due to good planning we were on our way to catching the 4 AM airport shuttle in time for our 6 AM flight; until Dan realized he had forgotten his passport. We were only on Victoria street; (and thankfully only halfway up at that) so had time to rush back to the hostel and grab it. We were still able to make the 4:15 bus. We zipped through check-in and security at the airport and only had to wait about half an hour for boarding. Ashley quickly passed out as soon as we took off, while Dan read most of the flight (except for a 15 minute nap while he tried to listen to a podcast). Landing in Italy was a little bumpy, but there was ... read more