Honduras looks me weird in the eyes. And the longer I am in the country of oranges, rice and fried bananas, the grimmer and grimmer my own look gets. Already on my second day in Honduras I have a strange encounter. While circling around in the harbour city of Puerto Cortes, an unknown man...
The first thing that strikes me when I leave the United States and enter Mexico is the number of carpoolers. Just awesome to see that a different world is possible where the maximum car cargo of seven people is really met. Opposite to the Americans, the Mexicans hardly drive...
Talking Mexican is an art. If you already master the basics, it will be really easy to integrate with the cool people in no time. Starting every sentence with 'Este...' or with 'Osea...' is a real good one. In the case you want to emphasize the importance of what you are going to say,...
Colombia (May, 2012)
For three days I stayed at Diego's house in one of the poorest neighborhoods of Medellin, Colombia. We met on the small boat we both took from Panama to Colombia. I carried my bike and he carried 5 garbage bags full of merchandise. Check out the first images of...
