Happy Birthday to my mom Audrey who flew to California to help me pack up my house and get me ready for my trip. I know she was nervous and would rather me home safe and sound, but what a legend, both she and her husband Howard for helping me fulfill my dream!
Keeping up with my journals and photographs is sometimes overwhelming. I sit here in shabby motel room. A cheap fan whirs back and forth and the sound of diesel trucks grinding gears sneaks through the slotted windows. My motorcycle boots caked in mud lie on the floor next to my dry bag. Various clothes are […]
Have Your Papers In Order! Everything I’d heard and read about the Costa Rica border crossing at Peñas Blancas had been negative. Perhaps only overshadowed in notoriety by the Guatemalan/ El Salvador crossing which I unfortunately missed. Weekend border crossings are always a bit sketchy. Stories of long lunches, closed offices and under staffing fill […]
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The recommendations for staying on the island of Ometape (Isla de Ometepe) were overwhelming. I originally planned to spend more time in Costa Rica, but with stories of pot-holed ridden roads, higher costs and lots of rain I was easily convinced to take in the majestic beauty of this island sitting gracefully under two volcanoes. […]
With nearly three weeks of solitary riding and experiencing Guatemala, Honduras and Nicaragua I had no idea that I’d reunite with friends I met when in Chihuahua at the Creel Horizons Unlimited meeting two months ago. Pulling into a local hotel in Granada — the second city (some will say first) founded by Fernandez Francisco […]
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It’s amazing who you just might meet when rolling into a new town. Leaving León was tough. Last night a group of boys in their early twenties approached me in Parque Central. One of them had been hitting the cerveza pretty hard and kept repeating himself. But sans motorcycle they were interested in learning where […]
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León has a distinctively comopolitan flair. But not as you find in more internationally famous cities such as New York, Paris, Rome or San Francisco, but rather unique amongst its Central American counterparts. Not gentrified and roaming with gringo tourists as you might find in Antigua, rather still brimming with a traditional culture yet reaching […]
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Happy Birthday, Mom!
/0 Comments/in Travelogue /by allanHappy Birthday to my mom Audrey who flew to California to help me pack up my house and get me ready for my trip. I know she was nervous and would rather me home safe and sound, but what a legend, both she and her husband Howard for helping me fulfill my dream!
Keeping Up.
/0 Comments/in Central America, Costa Rica, Travelogue /by allanKeeping up with my journals and photographs is sometimes overwhelming. I sit here in shabby motel room. A cheap fan whirs back and forth and the sound of diesel trucks grinding gears sneaks through the slotted windows. My motorcycle boots caked in mud lie on the floor next to my dry bag. Various clothes are […]
Another Border Crossing. Welcome To Costa Rica.
/0 Comments/in Central America, Costa Rica, Travelogue /by allanHave Your Papers In Order! Everything I’d heard and read about the Costa Rica border crossing at Peñas Blancas had been negative. Perhaps only overshadowed in notoriety by the Guatemalan/ El Salvador crossing which I unfortunately missed. Weekend border crossings are always a bit sketchy. Stories of long lunches, closed offices and under staffing fill […]
Lake Nicaragua and Ometepe
/2 Comments/in Central America, Nicaragua, Travelogue /by allanThe recommendations for staying on the island of Ometape (Isla de Ometepe) were overwhelming. I originally planned to spend more time in Costa Rica, but with stories of pot-holed ridden roads, higher costs and lots of rain I was easily convinced to take in the majestic beauty of this island sitting gracefully under two volcanoes. […]
Granada, Nicaragua. Oldest Spanish-city in Central America
/0 Comments/in Central America, Nicaragua, Travelogue /by allanWith nearly three weeks of solitary riding and experiencing Guatemala, Honduras and Nicaragua I had no idea that I’d reunite with friends I met when in Chihuahua at the Creel Horizons Unlimited meeting two months ago. Pulling into a local hotel in Granada — the second city (some will say first) founded by Fernandez Francisco […]
What’s It Mean?
/0 Comments/in Central America, Nicaragua, Travelogue /by allanIt’s amazing who you just might meet when rolling into a new town. Leaving León was tough. Last night a group of boys in their early twenties approached me in Parque Central. One of them had been hitting the cerveza pretty hard and kept repeating himself. But sans motorcycle they were interested in learning where […]
Hanging In Leon For A Nicaraguan History Lesson!
/1 Comment/in Central America, Nicaragua, Travelogue /by allanLeón has a distinctively comopolitan flair. But not as you find in more internationally famous cities such as New York, Paris, Rome or San Francisco, but rather unique amongst its Central American counterparts. Not gentrified and roaming with gringo tourists as you might find in Antigua, rather still brimming with a traditional culture yet reaching […]