To Voyage Without Fear
We arrived into London Thursday night in the thick of rush hour. My first sight of London streets were the congested roads - cars and mopeds going every which way, pedestrians and cyclists dodging in between. We alighted at Victoria Coach Station, then clumsily made our way to Euston station where Clayton’s cousin would pick... Continue Reading →
London is busy. Large. Historic. Complicated. Expensive. London is… impossible to capture in one word. Strangely, it is also the overseas city I have felt the most foreign in, despite understanding the language. Clayton and I spent three days in Central London, seeing all that we could in a shorter amount of time. Although we... Continue Reading →
The morning of September 20 found Clayton and I dragging our luggage across Montreuil, clambering onto buses, and making our way to the International Coach Station at Gallieni. We would be taking a bus from Paris to London. Originally assuming that we would take the train, we quickly changed our minds when we saw the... Continue Reading →
The first twenty four hours in a foreign country is a steep learning curve, and I have learned to never judge a place until you’ve spent more than a day there. Given a bit of time, you will learn how to get around, what to eat, what to say and do, etc. That being said,... Continue Reading →
Paris is a city of contradictions. Tiny lanes and alleyways turn into wide, open boulevards. Cramped city streets lead to sprawling parks with elegant landscaping. The stereotype of the rude Parisian battles the reality of the warm and helpful local. Ancient cathedrals stand converted into monuments to the secular Republic, consequences of the French Revolution.... Continue Reading →
The voyage has commenced! Clayton and I are embarking on a journey across the globe. We departed from Washington DC on September 10 with one-way tickets across the Atlantic. It has been an incredibly hectic week, but the silver lining of a long plane plane ride is ample time where you are forced to sit,... Continue Reading →
So you want to drive across Panama? Let me tell you, driving in Panama is an experience. Buckle up, kids. (Oh wait, it’s Panama, so you CAN’T!) On Monday evening, Christine, Clayton and I went to pick up the rental car, all packed and ready to leave Panama City for the country. In my infinite... Continue Reading →
Our last days in Panama were relatively low-key. After all of the adrenaline and adventures, we spent time on the beaches of Isla Colón. Unfortunately, many of the less-crowded beaches good for relaxing were a ways away from our lodge, and we didn’t much feel like venturing out too far with our limited Spanish. Instead,... Continue Reading →
Waking up in a tree house to the sound of the jungle and waves crashing onto the shore is a luxury that I sorely wish I could experience more in my life. Sadly, we didn’t have the time to laze about. After a delicious breakfast provided by our hosts, we took a (land) taxi into... Continue Reading →
Clayton and I spent our last morning in Boquete hiking the Lost Waterfalls. After our morning coffee from a local farm - nothing compared to Finca Dos Jefes, but we were spoiled now - we bumped along some back roads to find the start to the renowned hiking trail. There are many hiking trails you... Continue Reading →
