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Top 10 Destinations in Latin America

Latin America is a region that offers something for everyone: epic landscapes, towering mountains, breathtaking glaciers, large cities, charming pueblos, passionate people, and fascinating histories of ancient cultures.

Over the last five years, I've visited much of Central America and South America, though I still have a few countries left to be seen in the latter.

In creating a list of top destinations, I couldn't resist returning to some of my favorite places.

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1. Mexico City

The Mexican capital of 21 million people is Latin America's largest city by population and the 9th largest globally, but don't let its size scare you off.

Mexico City offers visitors the chance to walk through the largest cathedral in the Americas, view the incredible murals of Diego Rivera, and see the house/studio where Frida Kahlo painted.

The National Museum of Anthropology alone, which has over 4,000 reviews on TripAdvisor, can take one to two days of your time.

Spend a day visiting the ancient pyramids of Teotihuacan, and you'll have the chance to stop and see the original Virgin de Guadalupe en route.

2. Antigua, Guatemala

Antigua is an old Spanish colonial city less than an hour from the capital of Guatemala City.

Most travelers choose to base themselves in picturesque Antigua. The main draw is wandering the cobblestone streets past the colorfully painted facades.

Another highlight is the chocolate tour offered daily by ChocoMuseo.

For $22, you can learn how dark, milk, and white chocolate are made from cacao beans. In the end, you'll even have the opportunity to make your own!

It's also possible to see several volcanoes from the city on a clear day, and hiking them is one of the more popular activities.

3. Laguna Apoyo, Nicaragua

A half-hour outside of Granada, Nicaragua's version of Antigua, lies tranquil Laguna Apoyo.

This crater lake has been protected from overdevelopment, making it all the more special.

Day trips to Hostel Paradiso are available, but book one or more nights to get the whole experience.

The food is excellent, and they've even got WiFi, so you won't feel too disconnected between kayak rides and swimming to the floating dock.

Kuanidup, one of the many San Blas islands

4. San Blas Islands, Panama

The San Blas Islands off Panama's Caribbean Coast allow travelers to relax on a tropical island.

I chose Kuanidup for my two-night stay, an island no larger than a football field with a dozen thatched bungalows.

The San Blas islands can be visited as part of a sailing trip to/from Cartagena, Colombia, or Panama City.

5. Medellín, Colombia

Medellín's star has risen in the last few years as the city has become a shining example of urban renewal.

The latest public transportation project to draw attention is a series of outdoor escalators in Comuna 13, a low-income district located at the city's western edge.

Medellín, known as the City of the Eternal Spring, offers visitors many nightlife options and a food scene that has exploded with new restaurants and independent cafés.

6. Lima, Peru

The epicenter of the Peruvian food scene is the capital of Lima.

Built on a desert oasis along the Pacific Coast, Lima is perhaps best known as the transit point for travelers heading to/from Cusco and Machu Picchu. But there's much more to Lima than airports and ceviche.

You can go paragliding along the coastal cliffs, visit the archaeological ruins of Huaca Pucllana, learn to surf, and visit the southern beaches during summer.

7. San Pedro de Atacama, Chile

If there's an otherworldly landscape in Latin America, it's the Atacama Desert.

Located in northern Chile, the small town of San Pedro de Atacama offers visitors a base to explore the surrounding terrain, which features snow-capped volcanoes, geysers, lagoons, and salt flats.

The night sky is crystal clear because of the dry air and lack of light pollution. As a result, nightly astronomy tours are worth braving the cold to experience firsthand.

Old barrels decorate the property of a winery.

8. Mendoza, Argentina

Mendoza is the epicenter of Argentina's wine region, and a stop here is a necessity for any wine lover.

Bicycle tours allow visitors to take their time when moving between vineyards. You'll get some exercise, but it's nothing strenuous as the ground is flat.

I was lucky enough to visit in autumn, as the foliage began to change colors.

Perito Moreno Glacier (photo: David Lee)

9. Patagonia

Patagonia is a vast region of South America covering territory in both Argentina and Chile.

Highlights include FitzRoy Mountain and Viedma Glacier near the village of El Chalten, Perito Moreno Glacier near El Calafate, and Torres del Paine National Park a bit further south.

These landscapes will leave you speechless, and the opportunity to go ice climbing, walk on glaciers and see penguins in the wild will leave you with enough memories to last a lifetime.

Sugar Loaf Mountain (photo: Luiz Gadelha Jr.)

10. Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Last but certainly not least is Rio de Janeiro. It's the only city on this list I haven't visited personally, but that's only a matter of time.

2015 is the perfect time to squeeze in a visit to Rio, as the madness of the World Cup is behind it, and the 2016 Summer Olympics are still two years off.

Highlights included a visit to Sugar Loaf Mountain, Christ the Redeemer statue, the beaches of Copacabana and Ipanema, hang gliding, and learning to samba.

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Le Grotte: A Thrilling Boat Tour of the Sea Caves of Gargano

Impossible was the word that came to mind as our boat's captain positioned us to enter our first cave.

The dark, narrow entrance was no more than a few inches larger than our boat, with the task made all the more challenging by the undulating waters of the Adriatic beneath us.

Le Grotte Boat Tour — The tiny entrance to the first grotto we visited

The experience reminded me of amusement park rides purposefully engineered to take riders as close to walls and obstacles as possible without actually touching them; the goal is to incite fear and excitement.

Only here, we were in nature and 100 percent reliant on the Captain's experience. There was no room for error. Despite the low clearance, people began to stand and take photos as we slowly but steadily advanced.

Sitting on the right side, I watched as the edge of the boat glided past the striated stone, not once bumping it. Impossible, no. Incredible.

The captain navigates the boat into the narrow entrance

Once inside, the boat bobbed in place, allowing us to process what we saw.

The cave's interior featured a small "beach," for lack of a better word. In a dingy, one could get out and have just enough space to sit down.

The ceiling, relatively low to some of the others we would see, featured concentric rock rings. Erosion was taking its slow, methodical toll on the porous limestone.

The cavern was so small that the only option to exit was to put the boat in reverse and back out, a task handled as skillfully as our entrance.

The Gargano Promontory is filled with grottos (caves), as I first saw during the visit to Monte Sant'Angelo.

Departing daily from Vieste, a whitewashed coastal town like Peschici, boat tours take tourists to grottos otherwise inaccessible by land.

Several companies run twice-daily boat tours. We used Motobarca Desiree, which currently ranks #1 on TripAdvisor for things to do in Vieste.

The cost is no more than $20 per person (not including lunch), and the information presented on the tours is only offered in Italian.

The rock formations inside the caves fascinated everyone

Once we'd safely entered and exited our first grotto, we knew what to expect, yet each of the five or so we'd enter would be a different experience.

The second cavern was less imposing, as its back was visible due to the erosion of the rock above.

In some cases, we were able to see open sky above us — In some cases, we were able to see the open sky above us

It was larger and more spacious, but it mainly was the warm sunlight that felt so welcoming. "Wonderous" is the word that came to mind as I looked at the tree-lined perimeter above.

I'm sure geologists love this stuff, but one need not know about rocks to appreciate their beauty. The Grand Canyon is a shining example.

Preparing to enter another impossibly narrow grotto

Inside one of the grottos — Inside one of the caves

In addition to the caves, it was also fun to be on the water, cruising east along the northern coast of Gargano.

We saw multiple stone watchtowers atop cliffs, similar to the ones that dot the rest of Gargano's coastline.

A close-up look at some of the beautiful rock striations

We passed a few resorts, with their private beaches and elevators built into the stone cliffs. Kayakers appeared as mere specks of color below the towering rock faces.

Our boat heads for a lunch break on a little beach

The first phase of the tour, where we visited the various grottos, took about three and a quarter hours.

We then sped back to a small, private beach we'd passed on the way out. It was here where we'd make landfall.

A barbecue lunch is an added cost to the tour but is highly recommended. There's free time for those who skip it to go for a swim or lie out in the sun.

As with all our meals in Gargano, lunch was fantastic. Given our location, I wasn't expecting much, but we were treated to beautifully presented bruschetta, freshly grilled fish, and cookies for dessert. There was even white wine.

We spent under two hours on the beach before motoring our way back to Vieste.

The Gargano OK blog trip crew relaxing on the beach — The Gargano OK blog trip crew was relaxing on the beach. We'd been sitting there a while, out of the sun, before someone noticed the "Beware Falling Rocks" sign.

I had no idea what to expect from this boat tour, yet it turned out to be one of the highlights of the entire week. And I wasn't alone in that sentiment.

Polling my fellow bloggers at the end of the trip was also a clear highlight for them.

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My trip to Gargano, Italy, was in partnership with Gargano OK.

5 Tips for Traveling in Peru

They boast some of the world's most beautiful destinations, but you have to prepare for a handful of things in different parts of Perú: the shy people and weak Wi-Fi, under-budgeting and potent coca leaves, and the good and bad of all the cuisine.

Guinea pig is a popular delicacy in Perú. But I'll tell you something else about food in my five tips for traveling in Perú.

Well, there you have it, my five tips for traveling in Perú. Thanks for reading. Just kidding. Let's talk about them.

Huacachina was beautiful but it's no surprise that, in the middle of the desert, the Wi-Fi is weak. — Huacachina was beautiful, but it's no surprise that, in the middle of the desert, the Wi-Fi is weak

1. Third-world Wi-Fi

This is the first thing that got my attention. Working online, you notice this kind of stuff immediately. It's hard to get work done when your connection drops more often than you are used to, depending on where you live.

I live in Medellín, Colombia, a very modern city. The Miraflores district of Lima is comparable, and the Wi-Fi there was pretty good.

But even in Cusco, a tourist trap, I had problems-so bad. One good thing came out of it: it forced me to enjoy my vacation more.

Cusco, because it is so popular with tourists, is no longer cheap to visit. — Cusco, because it is so popular with tourists, is no longer cheap to visit

2. A Bigger Budget is Better

The title probably makes you say, "Duh!" I bet it makes you wonder why I would include something obvious among my five tips for traveling in Perú. But what I mean is, expect to pay more than you think.

Cusco and Lima are no longer cheap. They're affordable, but I spent more than expected, probably $800 more.

There is so much to do, so much to see. A big part of that is…

It tasted good going down but that plate of fried seafood I ate my last night in Perú made me really ill. — It tasted good, but that plate of fried seafood I ate my last night in Perú made me ill.

3. Food (Pros and Cons)

Of all the countries in Latin America, Perú has the best food. There is so much variety. I have already told you about my favorite dishes and many others.

The downside is the third-world aspect of Perú becomes apparent after the first time you get sick.

"Everyone does," my roommates in Medellín told me. "You will, too."

I almost made it there the whole month without getting sick, but on my last night, I ate a plate of fried seafood that didn't agree with my stomach. I was sick my entire first week back in Medellín.

These women wanted people to pay them to take their photo with their alpacas. — These women wanted people to pay them to take their photos with their sheep and alpaca

4. The People Are Shy

Peruvians, like other people from places where the indigenous culture thrives, can be very shy.

This means they might not want their picture taken. All you have to do is ask politely; everything should be fine.

Sometimes, they want you to take their picture because they are wearing traditional garb and have an alpaca with them. I think I paid two soles (about 66 cents) to take the picture above.

I definitely drank coca leaf tea before climbing Machu Picchu. — I drank coca leaf tea before climbing Machu Picchu

5. Coca Helps Nausea

Cusco and Puno are high in the mountains, Cusco at 11,200 feet and Puno at 12,468. There is a way to cure altitude sickness: drink coca leaf tea. From what I've heard, you can chew on the leaves, too, but I prefer the tea.

I would drink two cups in the morning with breakfast, then another two in the afternoon. After a day or two, I was acclimated.

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Peschici: Whitewashed Homes and Cobblestone Roads

Following a fun morning exploring the back streets of Vico del Gargano and lunch at the Arianna Club where we were staying, my fellow bloggers and I were introduced to Peschici.

Cobblestone streets of Peschici, Italy — White walls invite graffiti, yet even spray paint seems to have its place here.

Peschici is a whitewashed seaside village of 4,400 residents at the northernmost point of the Gargano promontory in southern Italy.

As was the case in Vico, I felt an overwhelming urge to scurry off and lose myself in the narrow cobblestone streets of the historic center.

This time, I also made sure to stop for gelato and pick up a few little souvenirs in one of the many gift shops.

Daily life — A woman chats with someone outside her front door while the laundry dries in the fading sunlight around the corner.

Homes in Peschici — Look up for a different perspective. The geometry of the buildings caught my eye here.

Looking inland toward the green hills of Gargano.

Kids look out over the Adriatic Sea at the northernmost point of Peschici.

Love locks signify couples' commitments to one another.

Gelateria Creperia Michel in Peschici — The popular Gelateria Creperia Michel is in the heart of Peschici's historic center.

Chocolate gelato topped with a scoop of Nutella.

The village of Peschici, Italy — Peschici from a distance.

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My trip to Gargano, Italy, was in partnership with Gargano OK.

Wandering the Back Streets of Vico del Gargano

"We keep moving forward, opening new doors, and doing new things, because we're curious and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." - Walt Disney

Like a mouse in a maze, I wandered the back streets of Vico del Gargano.

Every narrow, twisted alley I encountered, my eyes opened a little wider. In years I was 37, but in spirit, I was a little kid again.

I knew nothing of Vico del Gargano upon arrival, yet it was as though everything I expected of Italy was suddenly before me. The mundane was fascinating.

The first door I came across in Vico was also my favorite

The colorful doorways became the focus of my attention.

I have a thing for painted wooden doors and ornate archways, and Vico was full of them, adding splashes of color to the otherwise ancient stone facades.

Looking up, laundry lines hung from windows.

Vico del Gargano is known as the "Village of Love," and wandering the old center, it wasn't hard to see why.

One alley, in particular, Vicolo del Bacio ("Alley of the Kiss"), is entered through a 30-foot tunnel, barely wide enough to fit a single person.

Given the close confines, legend has it that whoever you enter the alley with, you'll end up kissing.

I imagine every guy in Vico takes his first date through Vicolo del Bacio.

Upon exiting the covered section, you're treated to a small enclosed plaza on the lefthand side.

A romantic scene featuring a seated woman and a male suitor is painted into a niche in the wall.

A nearby plaque indicates the painting was restored on August 13, 2013.

A small plaza in Vico del Gargano — A small circular plaza

It was a Thursday morning, and there were few residents to be seen.

An old Italian woman, surely someone's grandmother, stood in her doorway dressed in black, watching my fellow bloggers and me.

She was kind and patient, and willing to pose for photos despite the language barrier.

A craftsman in his workshop — A master craftsman in his workshop

A few small sculptures lead my attention to a doorway. Above it was an old wooden sign with "Mastro" (Master) etched into it.

I entered the door to find myself in the middle of the craftsman's workshop. He stood before me with a lit cigarette and a smile.

He encouraged us to come in and look around. I continued through the workshop and up a staircase filled with old photos and a large phonograph.

Exiting the other side, I was now back near the start of where the walk began. A Norman castle loomed large, though there wouldn't be time to explore it.

Colorful funghi for sale — Funghi for sale

A few of us took a bathroom and coffee break at Manita Cafe.

Nearby, a street vendor was selling the most colorful mushrooms I'd ever seen.

A medieval press used to squash olives and grapes.

Once our group had reunited, we entered Museo Trappeto Maratea, an old underground olive mill built inside a natural grotto.

Opened in 1317 and used as a working mill until the 1950s, it now fills the role of Gargano's agricultural museum.

The entrance is free, so there's no reason not to visit.

The most impressive feature was the giant wooden presses built into the limestone walls. The rest of the cave showcased old agricultural tools and machines.

High up on one of the walls, a quote caught our collective attention, "What is not eternal is nothing."

To leave the mill, we climbed the stairs to find the rain from the day before in Monte Sant'Angelo had returned.

I felt grateful for the few hours we had to get lost in Vico del Gargano, a village stuck in time, which had captured my imagination and reminded me of what it's like to be a kid again.

As we drove away in the pouring rain, all I could think about was the opportunity to continue exploring villages like Vico.

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My trip to Gargano, Italy, was in partnership with Gargano OK.

Celebrating New Year's Eve Abroad

If my trip around the world taught me one thing, it's how much I prefer to celebrate Christmas surrounded by family in the United States.

On my first December away from home, I was surprised to find minimal public decoration in New Zealand. I made it a point to leave Egypt for Belgium before Christmas in 2008, as there would've been even less to see there.

On the other hand, celebrating New Year's Eve abroad has always been exciting. Since 2007, I've had the chance to ring in the New Year in four countries.

The advantages of ringing in the New Year abroad are numerous, including:

Exotic factor
Cultural insights
Saves a vacation day
Special holiday offers
No guilt for being away from family

Contiki, the popular international tour company catering to 18-35-year-olds, has designed several short European trips to help you take advantage of New Year's Eve 2014. Check out Contiki's festivals and short stays to see what's currently available.

New Year's Eve Celebrations

Public Square in Christchurch, New Zealand

A little over a month into my RTW trip, Christmas in Queenstown left me feeling homesick, but New Year's in Christchurch offered redemption.

I don't remember much from that night, and I only have a few photos to jog my memory. To some of you reading, that's the sign of a good night, and I'm not one to disagree! Near the end of my three-and-a-half-week stay in New Zealand, I stayed at a hostel close to Cathedral Square.

I had an early morning flight to Brisbane to catch January 2nd, so New Year's was to be my last hurrah. I linked up with some guys from the hostel, and we began drinking at a bar.

As midnight drew near, we walked over to Cathedral Square, where a stage featuring live music had been set up. A countdown timer was ticking on the adjacent screens.

The square was crowded, but it was a far cry from seeing the ball drop in New York City's Time Square. Christchurch's celebration was quaint by comparison but certainly more comfortable. At midnight, the crowd erupted as fireworks lit up the sky above.

According to the photographic evidence, my new friends and I concluded the night by walking around the nearby streets, which were now mostly empty, as people had either moved to bars or gone home.

House Party in Paris, France

My host Laura (left), her friend Manon (center) and me — My host Laura (left), her friend Manon (center), and me

I met Laura on the train from Varanasi to Agra earlier that year. After spending a few days bonding over visits to the Taj Mahal and Agra Fort, she offered to host me when I passed through Paris.

I hadn't planned that far ahead, and by the time I reached Paris, the New Year was only a few days away. When the big night arrived, we picked up some wine, vodka, and frozen quiche to bring to a pre-party. We went to Laura's friend Alice's apartment, a few metro stops away.

Upon arrival, I noticed three things: I was the only guy in a room full of attractive French medical students, there was no shortage of Champagne, and there was more quiche than any of us could consume in a single night.

As Laura explained, quiche, even the frozen ones, were seen as a step up from pizza, considered fast food. The night was off to a good start, and it was about to get better. At 9:30 pm, we split up in two cars and drove to a house party in the suburbs. Picture a Parisian Grey's Anatomy.

One guy was wearing a dress, another a gold suit, and others had donned fluorescent yellow construction worker vests with reflective tape. Whatever their motivation, their sense of humor added to the ambiance of a carefree night.

A lot of French was spoken, but as I've learned, patience and smiling go a long way. The endless supply of French wines and Champagne didn't hurt either.

Date Night in Lima, Peru

I'd gotten to know my way around Lima in November and early December, so when I returned from the US after Christmas, I wasn't too motivated to spend the night paying higher-than-normal cover charges at crowded bars and clubs.

Instead, I chose a relaxing night with a Peruvian woman I'd started dating. She arrived with food in hand (brilliant), and we proceeded to ring in the New Year from the comfort of the apartment I was renting.

At midnight, we began hearing fireworks go off. Walking out to the balcony, I was surprised to see people lighting fireworks in the street below while cars drove by. I watched as some vehicles swerved to avoid the projectiles, traveling horizontally as often as vertically. "What a crazy scene," I thought. Indeed, you wouldn't see it in any major American city unless you were looking to be arrested.

Private Home in Medellín, Colombia

Dancing with my friend Lina into the wee hours

Colombians love fireworks, too. The entire month of December in Medellín is marked by loud explosions of fireworks going off nightly around the city. Although I've been told it's illegal, it goes unabated anyway.

Given the amount of partying throughout the month, you'd think Colombians are also big on celebrating New Year's Eve publicly, but that's not the case. They see it as a holiday to spend with family and, more often than not, prefer to be at home when the clock strikes midnight.

At the end of 2012, my Colombian friend Lina invited me to the home of her tenant's girlfriend's parent's house in San Javier, a district known for its insecurity in recent years. Slightly nervous but confident in my friend, I went along for the ride. We took the metro line west to the San Javier stop and walked four to five blocks to the home.

The family greeted us with open arms and handed us plates of the recently cooked food. It was a humble meal: a little meat, salad, and arepa. The Aguardiente (local anise-flavored liquor) flowed, and I danced with Lina and others into the early morning hours.

To Be Determined

I have yet to decide where to ring in the upcoming New Year, but I expect to do so in a new country. I can't think of a better way to start another year of travel and adventure than to party abroad. I've heard fantastic things about Rio de Janeiro, and if I can get my Brazilian visa taken care of in time, you might find me on a beach sipping a caipirinha as we welcome 2015.

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This post was brought to you in partnership with Contiki.

The Sanctuary of Monte Sant'Angelo

A few months ago, I was invited by the kind folks at Gargano OK, a consortium of local businesses, to tour their slice of southeastern Italy.

Gargano, part of the Puglia region, is known as the "spur of the boot" because of its location just above the "heel of the boot" on Italy's Adriatic coast.

For years, Italians have known it as a budget-friendly beach destination, but as I would quickly come to find out, there's much more to do here than lie on a lounge chair and work on your tan.

Our first morning was dedicated to visiting Monte Sant'Angelo, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, which would be the 98th on my ever-growing list.

This medieval town is perched upon a hill, occupying the highest point in Gargano.

As we drove up the winding roads, the weather turned from overcast to wet and windy.

Thus we didn't waste any time heading straight to the main attraction, the oldest shrine in Western Europe to the Archangel Saint Michael.

Per UNESCO:

"The first appearance of the Archangel is said traditionally to have occurred in the year 490, however it is quite likely that the cult arrived in the Gargano in the mid-5th century or even at the beginning of that century.
Initially, the cult of the Archangel Michael was mainly a cult of natural, healing forces based on the Saint's appearance and revelations - in line with the ancient pagan worship - and was strongly marked by oriental influences."

Under the shelter of the entrance, our guide informed us that Saint Michael had appeared to people over the centuries on four occasions here.

The shrine has been a pilgrimage destination for much of that time, as it continues to be today.

Not seen in my photo above is an octagonal, 13th-century bell tower, which was originally a watchtower.

Upon entering the building, one descends a staircase to a pair of Byzantine bronze doors made in Constantinople and dating back to 1076.

Their 24 panels depict scenes of angels from the New and Old Testaments.

At this point, photos are still allowed; however, they are prohibited within the shrine itself.

Break this rule, and you can expect the monk staffing the small desk by the entrance to have a word with you.

Stepping through the doors is like stepping back in time.

The lower half of the room is formed by a natural grotto (cave), with upper sections showing the manufactured stonework.

Looking straight ahead, and partially visible in my photo above, is The Chapel of the Most Blessed Sacrament.

To the left is a small Choir and The Chapel of the Relics.

There are a handful of wooden pews to the right, as mass is still held regularly within the shrine. They face the altar of Saint Michael, which features a statue of him from 1507.

The rain had let up by the time we left the building.

Had it been nicer, I would've enjoyed walking through the streets of Monte Sant'Angelo to soak up more of the atmosphere from this town which dates back to the Middle Ages.

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Monte Sant'Angelo became a World Heritage Site in 2011.

Click here for the complete list of UNESCO sites Dave has visited during his travels.

What to Expect When Visiting Havana, Cuba

It’s known for its stunning white beaches and azure blue waters, but a trip to Cuba is not complete without visiting the island's capital, Havana.

Cuban Music

If you love salsa, then you’ll love this city. Home of the Buena Vista Social Club, the most famous Cuban salsa of all, Havana has a thriving live music scene.

And it's the place to practice your dance moves whether in one of the city’s bars or the more well-known venues such as Casa de la Musica situated in the new area of the city ($10 cover).

Cubans are friendly, so don’t be surprised if you get asked to dance. As well as traditional music, you’ll find flamenco shows at El Meson la Flota to entertain you as you dine.

Things to See

Havana is more of a city to relax, eat tasty Cuban cuisine, and drink Cuba Libres while enjoying the music.

The plazas are the places just to while away the hours, people watch and have your picture taken with locals dressed in traditional costumes.

Meandering around Old Havana with its faded pastel-colored houses and Art Deco style is an adventure in itself, losing yourself amongst the back streets and reappearing within one of the plazas.

A visit to the small Chocolate Museum is a must, even if it's just to treat yourself to a chocolate shaped cigar.

For those wanting to learn more about the controversial history of this island, the Revolution Museum gives a good insight into many images, but you will need to know Spanish to understand it.

There’s also an Afro-Cuban tour to learn more about Cuba’s customs and folklore, or you can take an Ernest Hemingway tour and follow the footsteps of this famous writer who once made Cuba his home.

From Havana, you can take a trip to the tobacco fields to the west of the capital to watch how Cuban cigars are made.

There is a bus service, or you can take a day tour if you don’t want to stay overnight.

View of Old Havana from a hotel terrace. — View of Old Havana from a hotel terrace

The Best Views of Havana

Although the city has several distinct areas, Old Havana has the most character.

One of the best ways to see this part of the city is from a hotel terrace.

Hotel Ambas Mundos has excellent views of the Christ of Havana across the water from the sixth floor. Opt for Hotel Raquel for a more classical Italian style roof (but there is no bar or restaurant on this one).

Taxis — Getting around Havana couldn't be easier

Getting Around

The best way to get to the newer part of the city is by taking a big red tour bus.

A day ticket is cheap at just $5 and will take you along the promenade past Revolution Square to the newer part of the city and the beach.

Cuba is also known for its 50s classic American cars, which you can find in Havana operating as taxis.

But if you’re feeling flashy, then hop into a convertible (with a choice of colors) and take a tour around the city in typical Havana style.

If you’ve got longer than a week in Cuba, consider a multi-city holiday by combining Havana with Trinidad before relaxing on a white Caribbean beach in the Holguin area.

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3 Practical Reasons to Use TunnelBear VPN While Traveling Overseas

TunnelBear VPN program for PC, Mac, Android, and iOS.

[V]irtual Private Networks, or VPNs, sound like something exclusive to the realm of technogeeks, hackers, and Chinese dissidents, but they are an interesting and useful service to those backpacking and traveling overseas.

A VPN is a group of computers networked together over the Internet that will allow you access to private data.

Think: employees accessing their company's network and files while away from the office, universities and their students, etc, all while providing a secure and encrypted connection between the two.

You can use a VPN to securely protect your data and privacy while using public WiFi networks across the world, to block those cookies we all know the airline websites use to jack up the price for visitors who return at a later date, and other cool things like connecting to proxy servers in other countries.

The security and privacy aspects of a VPN are things that we all know are important, yet most of us neglect until something bad happens.

Instances of a breach in privacy data are rare and thus don't prompt us into action until it is too late, but there are some compelling and practical reasons for using a VPN service on a more day-to-day basis.

After a period of nomadic travel and backpacking across Colombia, I decided to settle down into an apartment in Medellin.

It was around that period with my increased downtime and a steady connection to the Internet that I was reminded about all the awesome things I missed about the world wide web and couldn't access properly while overseas.

Turns out there are quite a few websites and services that are restricted to international visitors.

I recently downloaded the TunnelBear VPN service which is a handy little program that allows you to cloak your IP address as if you were in another country.

TunnelBear is super easy to use and is totally accessible to non-techies--my mom could even use it. All you do is click the On/Off button in the program and select the country of your choice.

A funny little bear digs his way out of the country you're in and pops up in the country where you want to appear to be.

Three Practical Reasons Why I Use a VPN

1. Netflix

You can access Netflix in many countries across the globe, but the content selection is totally different and can be quite limited.

On one hand, it is really cool to be able to access more Spanish language movies and television series (as well as US shows dubbed into Spanish), but sometimes I grow tired of the limited selection here in Colombia.

With the click of a button I can be back in the United States and have full access to their instant library as well as some features that they restrict like adding movies to your watch list.

2. Pandora

Having access to good instant streaming music was something I really missed down here during my downtime. My MP3 selection always gets a little tired with time, and streaming things from YouTube or other services is often less than ideal.

Pandora was always my favorite service back home, but it is simply not available outside of the US, Australia, and New Zealand due to their licensing restrictions.

But thankfully, again with the click of a button, I can be back in the US with all my channels and my full music selection so I can pop in the headphones and enjoy like normal.

3. The Onion

Here's one I didn't expect to run into upon traveling... The Onion, if you're not familiar, is an amazing satirical newspaper. I used to read the Onion with some regularity while working in Washington DC politics, and I really missed reading their witty take on the news of the day.

I don't know about your friends, but I was constantly seeing hilarious headlines from the Onion in my Facebook feed, so I'd click through to read and then check out a few more articles.

Inevitably I would hit the dreaded restriction for international readers which only allows five articles in 30 days. But again, using a VPN like TunnelBear to cloak your identity will allow you unfettered access to "America's Finest News Source", even while browsing from your smartphone.

TunnelBear for PC country selection list

TunnelBear VPN

There are all sorts of compelling reasons related to privacy and security to use a VPN, but yeah, those are my actual practical reasons for using a VPN--being able to access my favorite sources of diversionary entertainment.

There are tons of VPN programs and services out there and it can be hard to know what to look for. If you're looking for simplicity, you can't go wrong with TunnelBear.

It's just a flick of the switch to turn it on or off. There are no complicated settings or other hurdles while setting it up or in order to keep it connect and working properly.

TunnelBear for Android connected — TunnelBear for Android, connected status

As you would expect, the program is available for Windows and Mac, of course, but what is also extremely cool is that you can get it for your Android, iPhone, or tablet as well.

This allows you to use your phone apps as if you were in the United States as well (again, practical for Pandora music, Netflix, and accessing certain websites).

Free users get 500mb of data per month, while the upgraded and unlimited account runs only $4.99 per month, or $49.99 per year--a very modest expense for the benefits it provides as well as the ease of use.

Check out TunnelBear today for your VPN needs.

What about you? Do you use a VPN service on a regular basis? Other favorite websites, programs, or services that you have found to be restricted while traveling?

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8 Things To Do in the Dominican Republic

With a rich culture and fascinating history, the Dominican Republic is known for its hospitality, but this Caribbean island offers more than just crystal white beaches.

Dominican Republic Attractions

1. Explore The Capital

There are plenty of things to do in the Dominican Republic, and the first place to start is the island's capital-Santa Domingo, a UNESCO World Heritage Site where you can find colorful dancers in traditional dress. A fusion of old and new, the capital offers a variety of activities, such as exploring the medieval fortresses and palaces or enjoying the shopping and nightlife.

2. Play Golf

The Dominican Republic knows how to create golf courses. As the number one golfing destination in the Caribbean, there are 25 golf courses to choose from, each one designed with a WOW factor in mind. From coastal backdrops to sparkling waterfalls, playing a round of golf here offers breathtaking views.

3. Take a Safari

Safari truck — A safari in a truck like this is the best way to see the island

If you want to see the authentic Dominican Republic, consider taking a safari tour around the island. Not only do you get to see a coffee and chocolate plantation and learn about their processes, but you also get to visit a typical Dominican home, spend time with a local family, and attend a local school to learn about their education. This is a great way to explore the island's east coast, and the safari organizers are happy to pick you up from any number of resorts.

4. Admire the Views

Take a cable car to the top of Mount Isabel de Torres, a giant mountain standing nearly 2,625 feet (800 meters) tall in Puerto Plata, for stunning views of the city and the surrounding ocean. If you're adventurous, try hiking to the top instead.

5. Get Active

Sailing — There are lots of watersports to choose from, too.

For the active traveler, the Dominican Republic has plenty to keep you busy. Whether it's surfing, ziplining, mountain biking, or offshore fishing for those staying in the coastal resorts, there's never a shortage of activities. For those who are less active, a visit to a local stadium to watch a baseball game, the nation's favorite sport. Many famous Major League Baseball players are Dominican-born, including World Series champion Juan Soto, Vladimir Guerrero Jr., and Jose Ramirez.

6. Go Diving

Whether you prefer to dive or snorkel, head to the Samana peninsula for a giant pinnacle formation called the Cabo Cabron, where you can find lobsters and crabs. Catalina Island is another popular dive spot with a shallow reef bursting with colorful fish. Choose one of the shipwrecks off the island to explore their eerie chambers.

7. Relax on a Beach

White sand beach — Choose to chill out on a powdery beach

Of course, a visit would not be complete without a trip to one of the Caribbean beaches. The most popular area of the island is Punta Cana, which is bursting with hotels that promise first-class service in a truly Caribbean style.

8. Get Married!

The Dominican Republic is one of the prime destinations for those looking to tie the knot in paradise. Packages can be pretty cheap, and you can choose from a variety of hotels to say your vows. With eight international airports in the Dominican Republic, you're never far away from a trip to this Caribbean paradise. White powdery beaches, plenty of activities, and lots of rum-is there a better place to have a vacation?

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Road Tripping Around North America: What I Learned in 9 Months

Route 66 in Winslow, Arizona. The town was made famous by the Eagles' song.

In 2013, I spent the better part of a year road tripping around the western half of North America, primarily in the United States but also parts of Canada.

Like most, I love traveling overseas and learning about new cultures, trying new food, and seeing new corners of the earth, but I also realized that I hadn't seen even a fraction of what there is to see in my own country.

Thus I set out by truck to explore some of the quiet corners of the American West, the dusty towns and outposts that dot the landscape, and the amazing parks and natural areas that the American West is so famous for.

I covered 20,000+ miles over the western half of the continent, visited some 15 National Parks, and spent more time camping in a single year than perhaps in my entire life.

In the process, I learned a lot about myself, about road trip travel, and about this big, beautiful country that I call home.

A boy running the doorways in the ruins of Chaco Canyon. — A boy is running the doorways in the ruins of Chaco Canyon.

1. People Are Nice

I have always been amazed at the fantastic generosity I've experienced from strangers in certain parts of the world.

I've been invited into homes to break the Ramadan fast in Yemen and shared a bottle of Aguardiente at a corner store in Colombia.

I would often wonder, why isn't it like this in the United States?

It turns out it is. Or at least it can be if you are putting yourself out there and are receptive to it.

I found myself surprised time after time by the generosity of strangers in my own country:

A sweet old couple invited me over to dinner every night while camping in Joshua Tree.
A handful of rides I received while hitchhiking back to my truck after hiking in Zion National Park.
Strangers stopped to help me out when I got a flat tire in the cellphone reception free land in the wilds of Colorado.

If you put yourself out there and are open to the generosity of your strangers, you'll be surprised at what you find.

The road stretching to the La Sal Mountains in Utah, near where I got my flat tire. — The road stretches to the La Sal Mountains in Utah, near where I got my flat tire.

2. It's a Big Place

There is so much to see and do within North America that one really can't do it justice in just one trip. Maybe not even in one lifetime.

I spent the better part of nine months tick-tacking my way across the western half of the USA and Canada and still only saw a fraction of the major cities, National Parks, and wide-open spaces.

That's to say nothing of everything that lies between the Rockies and the Eastern seaboard.

Traveling overseas often gives us a more significant appreciation for some of the things we have back home.

But traveling widely across your own country can also instill in you a greater appreciation for what lies a little closer to home.

Road tripping around North America. Pictured here in Death Valley. — My trusty road trip companion in Death Valley.

3. We Do Nature With Public Access Like Nobody Else

It is feasible and quite popular to road trip across the United States or road trip across Canada while bouncing from park to park or public area to public area.

In the United States, there are vast swaths of land within the public domain from the National Parks, Forest Service, Bureau of Land Management, and more.

You can easily travel around the country and camp affordably, if not for free.

During my lengthy travels, I only paid to camp or stay somewhere a handful of times.

In many parts of the world, that is not an option. I feel fortunate that one can readily find stunning places open to all, all across the American West.

The lights of the Las Vegas Strip. — The lights of the Las Vegas Strip

4. Adventure Can Be Found Everywhere

Too often, we think that we have to set out on some big overseas expedition to find adventure and explore new things while overlooking all the opportunities that lay right outside our doorstep.

International travel can often be a shortcut to adventure.

Everything is new and different, and even the simplest tasks like running errands can be a big challenge in your day-to-day life, especially with the added language barrier.

Adventure and travel are less about where you go but how you see the things around you.

The more you can cultivate an open and interested attitude about the things that surround you and your most familiar places, the more you will get out of your far-flung adventures and out of life in general.

The stunningly beautiful Canadian Rockies in Field, British Colombia. — The stunningly beautiful Canadian Rockies in Field, British Colombia

The road trip is the classic and most iconic way to see the United States.

From Jack Kerouac's On the Road to John Steinbeck's Travels with Charley--the road and the automobile are perhaps nowhere else so inextricably linked to cultural identity as they are within the United States.

Whether you are native-born or a visitor to the US, you should make it a priority to see the country as so many generations before you have--from behind the wheel and on the open road.

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Sandboarding in Huacachina, Peru

The advice still rings in my head when I think about Huacachina. "Make sure you go there and not Ica. Ica is ugly."

It was the reaction I got when I told some friends one of my destinations on my Peruvian vacation would be Ica, when I actually meant Huacachina.

Sandboarding in Huacachina is all about picking up speed. — Sandboarding in Huacachina is all about picking up speed

I just said Ica because it's the bigger city next door, just a 10-minute drive away, where you arrive and leave from the region.

I had already read about Huacachina, how it's a little town built around an oasis in the desert at the foothills of the dunes, which is known for tourists taking a shot at sandboarding, and that was the reason I went.

Huacachina was built around a small oasis.

Sandboarding in Huacachina made me think of snowboarding in the Sierra Nevada, a hobby of mine when I lived in Reno, to attend the University of Nevada. Lake Tahoe and its snow-capped mountains are only 45 minutes away from campus, and we struck gold while we were in school.

Mount Rose began offering a promotion we couldn't refuse: a season pass for $199. For just a day of boarding or skiing, it costs $45. Go five times and get more than your money's worth.

We went, naturally, a lot more as the snow usually started to fall in early November and the lifts would start running shortly thereafter. I got pretty good on that board, but after graduating in 2001, I never rode again.

Huacachina is my chance, I thought, to relive something great from my college days. It wasn't the same - nothing can top those snowboarding days - but it was still fun.

I paid 40 soles (about $14) at my hostel, and a dune buggy took us out to the dunes, each of us with a bright orange board that would be impossible to lose in the town's sandy surroundings.

Two travelers stand atop one of the dunes and discuss the descent they're about to make. — Two travelers stand atop one of the dunes and discuss the descent they're about to make

Here's where this experience was different: standing up while riding the board was nearly impossible.

The boards had no bindings, the strong plastic fasteners that keep your feet and ankles secured to the board. They just had Velcro straps, and not very good ones. They were worn from so much use.

You probably deduced immediately after reading that we had to find another way to ride.

What we did was lie flat on the board, on our stomachs, facing forward, holding the strong strap tightly. Then one of the guides would give you a little nudge, and down you would go, building speed until you reached a flat area, and inertia brought you to a stop.

I loved the feeling in your stomach as you gained speed, and soon enough, I wanted to go faster, longer. Everyone did.

Everyone in the buggy - a couple from France, another from Sweden, an Irishman and his Peruvian girlfriend, and a couple of Colombians - made a competition out of it.

The first person to go would wait where they stopped, and each person who followed would try to beat their mark. I finished second on one dune, I think.

We didn't really care about winning, just about laughing, and the feeling you got in your stomach each time you raced down those dunes.

Going down the dunes in the buggy was almost as fun as doing it on the board. — Speeding down the dunes in the buggy was almost as fun as doing it on the board.

You got that same feeling in the buggy, sometimes, because the driver would zoom over a dune and accelerate as we descended, and you felt like you were riding a third-world roller coaster, and you hoped it would never stop.

After two hours, with the sun beginning to slide behind the sand, we headed back to the town. We stopped at the dunes overlooking the oasis and the surrounding development to take some pictures.

You could see Ica in the distance, but only the best cameras could depict it as a part of the pictures of the oasis, and I suppose that's ok. It doesn't seem like anyone intends Ica to be in their photo albums.

If you're planning a visit today, check out this guide to responsible desert tourism in Huacachina, with tips on choosing tour agencies and minimizing your impact on the dunes.

The Importance Of Hiring A Good Tuk-Tuk Driver In Thailand

[M]y slouched body slides from side to side in the tuk-tuk as Auddie, my driver, whirls around corners, cuts across parking lots and goes the wrong way down one-way streets to get to me to my destination in Chiang Mai, Thailand on time.

Auddie grins broadly at me, looking back at me. I wish he would keep his eyes on the road!

Traffic darts head-on at us, but Auddie is not concerned. He knows these roads better than anyone and he has become my Hoke from Driving Miss Daisy.

Auddie was my first friend when I moved to Chiang Mai. He was the security man at my condo, and he proudly let me know he also had a tuk-tuk and would take me anywhere I needed to go in Chiang Mai for the local price of 50 baht.

He would often leave his post of security card to rush across town to pick me up somewhere and laugh as he told me that he left a note for his boss that he went out for smokes.

This is how the Thai people are. Hardworking. Crafty entrepreneurs. They are often juggling two or three jobs at once.

Auddie is a perfect example of why it's important to hire a good tuk-tuk driver for your local tours in Thailand.

He has shown me the hidden and local spots of Chiang Mai, the places I wouldn't have known to visit on my own. And he has charged me a fair price to do so.

The first weekend I met him, I asked him to take me for khao soi, that bubbling, coconut curry soup that Thailand is famous for. He told me he would take me to where the locals go, not the tourists, and I swear I heard his stomach growl.

We wound through the remote countryside where there were no tourists, only signs of local life.

Old women with weathered lines adorning their faces waved from their market stalls. Children played with sticks in the streets and I let myself sink into the potholes of the dusty streets only to be shot right up again.

Auddie took me to the Thai people's favorite, Khao Soi Lam Duan Fah Ham. It was the best khao soi I've ever had, and a place I wouldn't have found if it wasn't for him.

The next weekend he took me to see one of his favorite spots, the Sankampaeng Hot Springs.

We raced through some of the most stunning countryside I've ever seen. Rice fields and village life led the way to this magical spot.

His excitement was contagious, as he showed me the Thai way of eating eggs boiled right in the hot springs.

I soaked my feet in the bubbling waters, letting my cares and worries wash away.

Auddie is one of the rare tuk-tuk drivers who puts the experiences of his customers before his need to make money.

He loves his country and his enthusiasm for it shows.

Whether he's showing me the hidden waterfalls, markets, or street stalls, he has helped me to fall in love with Chiang Mai, Thailand just a little bit more.

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Favorite Peruvian Dishes

Picking Peruvian food as the best in Latin America makes for an easy decision.

How can it not? There's causa and ceviche, chupe de camarones and trucha rellena, alpaca and more.

The challenging part is picking my favorite Peruvian dishes. But somebody has to make these tough decisions, so here we go, my favorites, after traveling for nearly a month in Perú.

Alpaca is my favorite Peruvian dish. — Alpaca is my favorite Peruvian dish

1. Alpaca

I made a little joke during my first post on Perú involving alpaca, something I'm happy the folks at PETA didn't see. Or maybe it would have been fun if they had. Yeah, maybe so.

It is some of the tastiest, most tender meat you could ever eat.

When people think of Cusco, they often think of it as the gateway to Machu Picchu, and it is; it most certainly is. I loved finally seeing some of the most famous ruins in the world.

But I'll never forget the half-dozen times I ate alpaca, especially the meal for 48 soles (about $17) at Uchu, a classy restaurant that served the meat on two kabobs and atop a hot brick, where you could leave it for a while if you wanted it well-done.

But I didn't, so I removed the meat immediately and ate it the way I liked it, medium-rare. Try it sometime. I think you'll like it.

See also: 10 Best Restaurants in Lima

Everyone told me I had to try the chupe de camarones in Arequipa. So I did.

2. Chupe de Camarones

I almost made this my favorite. This soup is filled with rice, seafood, and vegetables; the prawns are the part that stands out the most. It is one of the most popular dishes in Arequipa.

The picture above is of a half order, something I shared with a new friend, a dish that cost us 45 soles (about $16), and come to think of it, I still owe him five soles because I didn't have small money on that day.

So I paid $8 for a bowl of delicious soup, Peru's version of gumbo, and I was full. And happy.

The sweet potato was a nice compliment to the tangy and spicy ceviche.

3. Ceviche

It had to make an appearance on this list, right? I appreciated what I ate in Perú when I recently ordered the ceviche at a restaurant near Parque de Los Pies Descalzos in Medellín, Colombia. It wasn't very good.

It's an art to make a ceviche with the right mix of lime juice and spices, the perfect balance of seafood and onions, and there are places in Medellín that succeed at it.

I still like what I ate in Perú better. I liked the ceviche that came with sweet potato for 24 soles (a little more than $8). I wanted to eat there again before leaving Lima, but I ran out of time.

If you're in the mountains, trout is a good option. Stuffed trout is better. — Trout is a good option if you're in the mountains, and stuffed trout is better.

4. Trucha Rellena

I wandered around Cusco one night, searching for a restaurant with no gringo clients, a place to take a break from the onslaught of tourists you encounter in such a destination city. I thought I found one.

I saw stuffed trout on the menu and liked the description, an entire fish, albeit a small one, but filled with broccoli, cheese, and red peppers, cooked in white wine with a touch of mint. I paid 27 soles, or about $10.

Potatoes with huancaina sauce and rice accompanied the trout, and it was so good; the gringos that walked in and ruined my mission to pick a place with no tourists were not able to ruin my meal.

No country makes a better arroz con pollo than Perú. — No country makes a better arroz con pollo than Perú

5. Arroz con Pollo

A handful of countries offer arroz con pollo…Colombia, Cuba, Nicaragua, Spain, and more. Peruvians do it the best.

I love the green tinge on the rice, how the chicken breast is cooked until the skin is crispy but the meat is moist, and how it goes so well together.

I had it in Lima for 25 soles (about $9), and it convinced me of something, of a mistake I had made when I picked my favorite Peruvian restaurant in a story I wrote for another blog.

It was not the one I thought of as I ate arroz con pollo on my vacation, and for a few moments, I was embarrassed.

Honorable Mentions

Arroz con Mariscos

I almost made this No. 5, but the chicken is prepared too perfectly to top the seafood variety of this dish.

It doesn't matter. Both are good, and you'll leave the restaurant satisfied no matter your choice.

I ate the rice and seafood plate for 32 soles (about $11) after watching Colombia's first match in the 2014 World Cup when it beat Greece 3-0. I guess you could say it was a celebration dish.

Causa

The first time I ate this, I thought of mashed potatoes. Causa features them cold and stuffed or topped with meat and vegetables, usually chicken or tuna with tomatoes.

I was lucky to find a place that offered something a little fancier, a plate with four types of causa, one with chicken, another with ceviche-style onions and tomatoes, another with ceviche-style tilapia, and the last with fried shrimp.

I had difficulty finishing the plate, so I didn't mind spending 40 soles (about $14) or the average service. Although it was only 4 p.m., I knew it would be my last meal of the day.

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Heavenly Days in North Carolina’s High Altitudes

If you’ve never spent time in lovely NC, any number of things may come to mind when you think of the state.

Barbeque? College athletics? Bluegrass? Yes, we’ve got all of these things, but the reality of life in this most florid Southern state is much more nuanced.

In fact, North Carolina is a vacationer’s paradise, particularly if you enjoy mountains, forests, and the activities therein.

North Carolina has its lowlands, but we’re going to focus on two of its loveliest mountain communities, Asheville and Boone.

Boone

Located right along the Appalachian trail, with an elevation of 3,333 ft, Boone is a paradise in the sky.

North Carolina’s highest peak and the highest peak east of the Mississippi River, Mount Mitchell, and Grandfather Mountain State Park are nearby.

The town of Boone itself is small, vibrant, and peaceful. It has been recognized as one of the top 10 places in the US to retire.

Whether you are retiring from a career or just from a long day of outdoor adventure, Boone is fully equipped, just minutes from Outdoor Traveler Destinations’ finest accommodations.

Boone is one of those special places, artistic and alive with culture, but unspoiled by tourist-traps and unsightly development.

Truly one of North Carolina’s best mountain treasures to discover.

Looking Glass Falls in Pisgah National Forest (photo: Jeff Gunn)

Asheville

This little town is famous now, drawing notable personalities from Zach Galifianakis to Tim Burton to President Barack Obama!

The Commander-in-Chief famously frequents 12 Bones Smokehouse in Asheville’s River Arts District, just seconds away from beauteous river hiking and fishing opportunities.

Asheville’s downtown area resembles a very small city plopped down in the midst of mountains.

And that’s exactly what it is. But get out-of-town a couple of miles, and the wilderness opens up to you.

Beginner-friendly hikes like Craggy Gardens reward nature lovers of all experience levels, while more challenging trails like Grandfather Mountain are better left to the experts.

With more than 50 waterfalls available to see on hikes in the area, and hundreds of trails and climbing vistas, the outdoor adventurer can find enough to do outside to fill a lifetime.

Enjoy the splendid climate climbing, rafting, or reclining. But don’t forget to come back into town for some of the best food available on this side of the country.

The aforementioned Smokehouse is a must, but there’s plenty of other options to be had in this town’s thriving food scene.

Grab a pint at any of the dozens of local breweries. Have a cup of coffee at one of the best cafes in the state. The choices are endless in Asheville.

The state of North Carolina is varied in its geography, climate, and culture. But for mountain-lovers, the state has some of the best destinations to offer.

Asheville and Boone are but two of the state’s greatest spots for adventure and respite.

Spend as much time as your can afford to soak up all of the natural bounty and cultural loveliness that make these communities so special. You’ll want to return, or never leave.

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Birth of an Independent Traveler

It wasn't by design, but Italy is the country I'll forever associate with my birth as an independent traveler.

I'd arrived in Europe with my best friends from college on one last adventure before we'd have to face the real world.

After brief stays in Paris, Amsterdam, and Prague, we arrived in Venice, a city I fell in love with upon exiting the train station onto the Grand Canal.

My friends didn't share my enthusiasm, and we left a few days later. Tension in the group had been growing from the moment we'd arrived in Europe.

I knew what I wanted to see and do in every city and was baffled by friends who didn't share those same interests.

The breaking point came in Florence, where my friends decided to return to the United States more than a month early.

I chose to stay -- an empowering decision in my early twenties that has continued to help shape life in my thirties.

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Once I'd said goodbye to my friends, and they departed the hostel to make their way back to Paris for their return flights, I was left alone to take stock of the situation. But not for long.

Another backpacker arrived in my room, and before I knew it, we were talking about music.

I realized I wasn't going to be alone after all. As long as I continued to stay in hostels, I'd encounter a neverending stream of young travelers out discovering the world like me.

Under my newfound freedom to do whatever I wanted, my first order of business was to hop a train back to Venice.

Any city that inspires me to call my mom from a payphone and proclaim I want to live there deserves more of my time.

Gondolas, vaporettos (water buses) and assorted boats make it easy for independent travelers to get around Venice. — Gondolas, vaporettos (water buses), and assorted boats

Upon my return, I took a dorm bed under the rafters of a pension, where I met other travelers with whom to drink cheap wine and soak up the old-world charms of Venice's canals and hidden alleyways.

I left Venice for Rome a few nights later, followed by Nice, Paris, Dover, London, and two weeks tooling around Ireland in a clockwise direction.

I returned home from my two months in Europe as a changed man. I'd tasted the exhilaration of traveling to foreign lands with nothing but a backpack and a bank balance to deplete.

Four years later, with a few more trips to my name, I lost my job at a dot-com company due to a massive layoff.

I used the resulting four months of unemployment to reflect on how little travel I'd done, given my penchant for it after that first summer in Europe.

I decided it was time to prioritize travel, and everything else would feed into taking more trips abroad.

Twelve years and more than fifty countries later, I can look back with outstanding clarity and say I decided to first take a risk and head to Europe with my friends, and second, stay there when they decided to return home; that has made all the difference in my life.

Visiting Venice's Grand Canal as an independent traveler — Posing along Venice's Grand Canal

In 2012, while traveling Eastern Europe by rail, I made it a point to return to Venice for a few nights.

For a city whose architecture and way of life on the water hadn't changed much in 1,000 years, it was safe to say I noticed few changes in the 14 years since I'd been gone.

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Tips for Scuba Diving in Cenotes

If you're vacationing in Cancun or other parts of Mexico along the Riviera Maya, such as Playa del Carmen or Tulum, you're bound to see tours and advertisements for visiting cenotes.

Most cenote visits consist of snorkeling or swimming in a cenote. You can get to them with a Cancun car rental or by paying for a tour.

Since cenotes are deep sinkhole caverns in the earth typically filled with teal hued water and framed by rocks and swinging vines, this will undoubtedly be memorable.

But here's a little secret: scuba diving is the best way to see a cenote. Here's why.

Cenote Scuba Diving Means Fewer Crowds

First off, it gets you away from the crowds. If you work with a local divemaster, he or she may know a cenote that is more off the beaten path.

Even if other people are swimming in the cenote when you arrive for your dive, the chances are good that there won't be any other dive groups there.

And you'll find seclusion in the depths of the cenote far below the splashing legs of swimmers and snorkelers.

Cenote Serenity and Sights

Down in the deep part of the cenote, you'll discover a nearly meditative type of quiet.

Away from the people on the surface, you'll find it's just you, your dive partners, and your systematic breathing.

Darkness descends over much of the cenote, and you'll want to bring a flashlight with you to shine on the walls of the cenote and into cracks and fractures.

While some cenotes have underwater life, many are mostly devoid of fish or other sea creatures.

What you'll find instead are underwater stalagmites, stalactites, fossils, and other rock formations, plus an incredible play on light.

The start of rock formations in a cenote. — The start of rock formations in a cenote

Cenotes are often partially covered at the top.

When the sunlight can break through into the water, it results in long streams of shimmering light that reach far into the depths of the clear cenote.

These light beams are delightful to swim in and around.

The water will be highlighted a vibrant blue around these rays of light, and the light itself will act as a delightful kaleidoscope in the water.

Some cenotes have other ethereal aspects as well. Siete Bocas Cenote, where I went scuba diving, has a marine layer located 90 feet below the surface.

If you've ever wondered what it might feel like to float on a cloud, this natural phenomenon may be your closest chance of discovering the feeling.

Favorite Cenote Scuba Diving Features

The marine layer was the highlight of my own Riviera Maya cenote dive, though I thoroughly enjoyed every moment of the dive.

It was incredibly peaceful, much more so than my other ocean dives where I'm always scanning the water to look for a sea creature, not wanting to miss out on seeing a turtle, eel, or rare fish.

Knowing there wasn't much of anything live to see down in the cenote meant I was more present in simply enjoying the serene, floating aspect of scuba diving.

I could take my time to leisurely explore the rock formations and crevices, while taking in the soothing blue beauty of the water where the light hit it.

The rays of light were also a highlight of the dive, and I spent quite a bit of time lazily drifting among them.

Scuba Gear and Guides

If you're interested in doing a cenote dive, consider hiring a divemaster to take you out.

Even if you're adept at scuba diving without a guide (always dive with a partner, though), a cenote is very different from an open water ocean dive.

For example, the divemaster pointed out that it wasn't good to spend more than five minutes at the marine layer - not just because of the deep water, but because the chemicals that make up that layer consist of nitrogen, which isn't good to be around for too long.

The divemaster also guided my husband and me to the best underwater rock formations, which we might not have found otherwise since it was so dark where the light rays didn't hit, even with our flashlights.

After our dive, he told us what opening of the cenote is fun for cliff jumping, so we ended our excursion with more adventure.

Your divemaster can make it easy on the equipment side of things as well by knowing where to rent reputable dive gear.

To find a divemaster or a place to rent equipment for your dive, check with your hotel or resort.

Chances are, they'll know of a reputable company to recommend.

If where you're staying isn't of help, check out the Riviera Maya section of scubadiving.com.

Exiting the cenote after some apres-scuba cliff jumping. — Exiting the cenote after some apres-scuba cliff jumping

Getting Scuba Certified in Mexico

Want to scuba dive in a cenote, but aren't scuba certified?

You'll be hard-pressed to get a guide or equipment without your open water dive certification, but luckily there are many opportunities to get certified during your vacation in Mexico.

Most resorts have some sort of dive certification program - either onsite or through a partner - in which you can participate.

There are also local dive shops in Cancun and Playa del Carmen that offer certification courses.

For those choosing to stay further away from the crowds, you can take a Cancun to Tulum shuttle to one of the many eco-resorts two hours south of Cancun.

Keep in mind you won't be starting your diving career with a cenote dive.

You'll have to take a written test followed by a pool dive and then several ocean dives.

Once you're certified, which you can usually get done in a week (be prepared to spend a majority of your days dedicated to that), you'll be all set to experience the magical atmosphere of a cenote dive.

Niseko, Japan: A Powder Paradise for Skiers and Snowboarders

Tucked inside the western edge of the Japanese island of Hokkaido, Niseko is a world-renowned powder paradise for skiers and snowboarders alike.

Anticipation for each Winter season starts when the first snows begin to fall atop Mt. Yotei, known as the "Mt. Fuji of Hokkaido."

The snow-covered Mt. Yotei in Niseko, Japan — Mt. Yotei (photo: Andrew K. Smith)

Due to its proximity to Siberia, Niseko benefits from weather patterns bringing cold air across the Sea of Japan, where moisture collects and is later dumped in the form of snow across the region. Lots of snow.

An average of a little over 595 inches (15 meters) per year qualifies Niseko as one of the world's top three snowiest ski resorts.

And it's not only the volume of snow that sets Niseko apart, but it's also the quality too.

With an average Winter temperature of 17.6F (-8C), the snow tends to be dry, champagne powder.

It's this combined reputation for consistent, high-quality snowfall that draws tourists from around the world to a town of no more than 5,000 people in northern Japan.

Niseko - February 2014 (photo: Perfect Zero)

How to Get There

The closest major city and airport is Sapporo, a two-hour flight from Tokyo or a four-hour flight from Shanghai, China.

Once in Sapporo, it's another two and a half hours by private taxi or coach, or three hours by train, to Niseko.

It's recommended that transfers be booked two weeks in advance, while train tickets can be bought on arrival.

Snowboarding in Niseko — Snowboarder (photo: Andrew K. Smith)

The Niseko Resort

Niseko features 69 runs serviced by 28 lifts and gondolas.

There's a wide variety of terrain to suit everyone's interests, including groomed trails, trees, moguls, and the Hanazono terrain park, featuring a half-pipe and rails.

The lifts operate 12 hours daily, from 8:30 a.m. to 9 p.m. Needless to say, with hours like these, night skiing is available.

The All Mountain lift pass provides access to Niseko, plus three additional and interconnected ski areas (known collectively as the Niseko United Area).

A comprehensive range of Winter services are available, including:

Ski and snowboard equipment rentals
Backcountry/avalanche equipment rentals
Private and group ski lessons, plus a special kids program
Private backcountry tours
Catskiing tours
Snowmobile tours
Spa services, including oil, hot stone, and shiatsu massages
Access to natural 15 hot springs (onsens)
Car rentals
Assistance in arranging day trips

Accommodations run the gamut from ski-in/out mountain chalets to house rentals, townhouses, apartment rentals, and hotels of all sizes. There's even a Hilton.

And due to the international nature of tourism here, it's possible to find a wide range of American and European cuisines, in addition to Japanese.

Like many ski resorts, when the snow gives way to warmer weather and fresh flowers, Niseko begins to attract a different kind of visitor.

Whitewater rafting, hiking, and golfing are just a few of the many ways one can pass the summer months while waiting for those first snowflakes to fall atop Mt. Yotei, signaling the beginning of a new winter season.

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Top 10 Things To Do in Budapest

Budapest is one of those cities everyone seems to like. Hence, as my Eastern European rail trip continued, I caught a train from rainy Bratislava to the overcast Hungarian capital.

View of Budapest from the Basilica's observation deck — Budapest, as seen from St. Stephen's Basilica.

I budgeted four days to explore things to do in Budapest, which I'd soon come to find was not nearly enough. The city has history, museums, intrigue, and mineral-rich baths.

If you're heading to Budapest, pack some travel insurance, such as the policies offered by Southern Cross Travel Insurance. They'll ensure you're protected in case of an emergency.

Here are my top ten things to do in Budapest, based on the time of year I visited and the number of days I could afford.

Budapest Attractions

1. St. Stephen's Basilica

Inaugurated in 1906, St. Stephen's Basilica (also known as Budapest Cathedral) took more than 50 years to complete and can accommodate 8,500 people.

The church takes its name from the first king of Hungary, whose mummified hand is maintained to this day in a glass case near the altar (something I was unaware of until after my visit).

I love gawking at beautiful interiors, so I often hit up large cathedrals, especially when they provide panoramic city views.

There is an elevator available from April 1st to October 31st. In winter, you'll need to climb the 364 stairs to reach the top. The cost of entry is 500 Hungarian Francs (HUF), or about $2.15.

2. Take a Ride on the Budapest Metro

Budapest's metro is the oldest electrified underground system on the European continent, having begun operation in 1896. Only London's metro is older, having opened in 1890.

Line 1 is the original line. It was named a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 2002. Lines 2 and 3 were opened in the 1970s, and the latest, Line 4, began operation in 2014.

Tickets are cheap, so give your feet a break and check it out as you travel around the city.

3. Heroes' Square

Visiting Heroes' Square is a must in Budapest, Hungary. — Heroes' Square

In addition to the metro, Heroes' Square was created in 1896 to mark Hungary's 1,000th anniversary. Staring at the monument in the middle, you'll have the Museum of Fine Arts to your left and the Kunsthalle museum to your right.

Behind the monument is City Park, home to the Széchenyi Baths, one of Europe's largest public baths. Given the time of year I was visiting and the grey skies, taking a public bath wasn't high on my "to-do" list, so I pivoted to the left and headed for the Museum of Fine Arts.

4. Museum of Fine Arts

For art lovers, touring the Museum of Fine Arts is one of the top things to do in Budapest. — Museum of Fine Arts

It just so happened the museum was hosting a major Cézanne exhibit, and impressionism is one of my favorite styles.

But before I walked through the temporary exhibit, I covered the permanent collection, coming across some masterpieces like the earliest copy of The Garden of Earthly Delights by Hieronymus Bosch. Though heavily damaged, it was still fascinating to see up close.

I'd previously seen the original in Madrid's Prado Museum during my 2007-2009 around-the-world trip. Additional highlights included a colorful Madonna by Raphael and works by Bruegel, Goya, Monet, and Rodin.

The Museum of Fine Arts, Budapest, is open Tuesday through Sunday from 10 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. Tickets to the permanent exhibits cost 1,600 HUF, or about $6.90.

5. House of Terror Museum

Chains outside the House of Terror Museum — House of Terror Museum

Departing the Museum of Fine Arts into the darkness of my first Hungarian night, I looked at my phone and found I still had time to visit a very different kind of museum.

Housed in the same building used as the headquarters of the Nazi party in Hungary, the House of Terror Museum commemorates the victims of the Nazi and Communist Russian regimes in Hungary.

I did not know Hungary's history during this time. Therefore, it was an eye-opening experience to walk through the exhibits and learn how these two movements terrorized the Hungarians.

After touring the museum (which takes about one and a half hours), the final stop is the basement used as a prison. Hundreds, if not thousands, of people were tortured there, and it's hard to pass through such a space without being affected.

The House of Terror is open Tuesday through Sunday from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. Admission is 2,000 HUF, or $8.60.

6. Coffee at Gerbeaud

Gerbeaud, a historic cafe in Budapest. — Gerbeaud

If you'll stop for coffee anywhere in Budapest, make it Gerbeaud. Located centrally in the city, it is one of the capital's most significant and historic cafés.

Opened in 1858, it was later expanded by the Swiss owner of the same name when he bought it in 1884. Stepping inside is like stepping back in time. Chandeliers hang from the ceiling, and wood accents and drapes add elegance to the atmosphere. Gerbeaud is open daily from 9 a.m. to 11 p.m.

7. Walk Across the Chain Bridge

Budapest's iconic Chain Bridge — Chain Bridge

Completed in 1849, Budapest's Chain Bridge was considered an engineering marvel at the time. It was the first bridge to cross the Danube River, connecting Buda and Pest, initially two separate and distinct cities.

Crossing the suspension bridge on foot is a popular tourist activity and offers beautiful views. It only takes a few minutes, and there's a dedicated pedestrian walkway.

On the Pest side, you'll almost immediately arrive at the funicular, which can take you up Castle Hill. There's much to explore up there, so much so that it truly deserves a full day or more of your time.

8. Dracula and the Labyrinth of Buda Castle

Beyond the ruins and architecture of Castle Hill, I wanted to see the former prison of Vlad Tepes (aka Vlad the Impaler, or Dracula).

The Labyrinth of Buda Castle is a system of caves running beneath Castle Hill. The network is six miles long, though tourists are limited to walking only a mile of it.

The decorations are cheesy at times, but you do get a feel for how dark and miserable it would've been to be imprisoned there, especially in the 15th century, when the only light would've been from burning torches.

The Labyrinth is open daily from 10 a.m. to 7 p.m., costing 2,000 HUF or $8.60.

9. Matthias Church and Fishermen's Bastion

Upon emerging from the caves, I wandered over to the 700-year-old Matthias Church, which takes its name from another former Hungarian king.

It's one of the oldest buildings in Budapest, and I was enamored with the restoration work. The exterior was immaculate, and the tiled rooftop was incredibly colorful.

Altarpiece inside Matthias Church — Altarpiece

There's a small fee to enter, but seeing a golden altarpiece surrounded by fine stained glass is worth it. Restoration work was happening inside at the time of my visit.

Behind Matthias Church is the Fishermen's Bastion. Though the structure is only 100 years old, this area was used as far back as medieval times by fishermen who protected this area of the city.

The best reason to walk here is its commanding city views. You'll see clearly across the Danube into the rest of Budapest.

10. Hungary's Parliament Building

From the Fishermen's Bastion, you'll have a direct view of Hungary's Neo-Gothic Parliament building, which is situated along the river. At just over 100 years old, construction was inaugurated on, yes, you guessed it, 1896. Boasting 691 rooms, it's the third-largest parliamentary building in the world.

The following morning, on my way to the train station, I stopped by the Parliament building to take a closer look. A large section was under restoration due to air pollution waging a constant war against the typically white limestone.

As I said, four days were hardly enough to get a feel for Budapest. I missed so much, including the ruin pubs, the nightlife, and the baths, not to mention more museums and historical points of interest. I hope to return in spring someday to get the warm-weather experience.

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Budapest, including the banks of the Danube, the Buda Castle Quarter, and Andrássy Avenue, became a World Heritage Site in 2002.

Click here for the complete list of UNESCO sites Dave has visited during his travels.

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La Paz, Bolivia in Under 24 Hours

I arrived in Nuestra Señora de La Paz (Our Lady of Peace) with little time to spare.

My journey across South America, from Uruguay through Argentina, Chile, and Bolivia, was drawing to a close.

The time crunch was due to a scheduled trip into the Peruvian Amazon.

The author's first view of La Paz, Bolivia

Before leaving the semi-tropical warmth of Santa Cruz de la Sierra, I posted a message on Facebook asking friends what I should see and do during my less than 24 hours in the Bolivian capital of La Paz.

More than one suggested I find a way into San Pedro Prison, an idea I was willing to entertain given I trusted the two friends offering it, but more on that later.

View from my plane upon arrival at El Alto airport in La Paz

Flying Into La Paz

I flew into La Paz's El Alto International Airport (4,061 m / 13,325 ft), the highest international airport and the fifth-highest commercial airport in the world, on Boliviana de Aviacíon, arriving mid-afternoon.

Due to the thinner air at such a high altitude, the runway is much longer than you'd find at a typical airport.

It took a noticeably longer amount of time for us to land.

The brief and inexpensive flight saved me one to two days' worth of bus rides on what I read were terrible roads.

The city of La Paz is located 8 km away from the airport, down in a valley.

The good news is the altitude is slightly less when you're in the city center than at the airport, but given I was coming from Santa Cruz, which was close to sea level, a few hundred meters wouldn't make a big difference to my body.

I knew I had a few hours' worth of adrenaline and energy to work with before the elevation would wear me down.

I acquired a taxi, and we made our way down to the city center.

I had decided to stay at Wild Rover Hostel as it had the highest customer rating on Hostelworld. Unfortunately, that's not saying much.

There are no stand-outs for hostels in La Paz, so despite it being a party hostel, I decided to grin and bear it for a night.

City Views

I dropped my belongings off in a small dorm room at the Wild Rover. It was time to make the most of the few hours of daylight that were left.

I flagged down another taxi and asked him to head for the scenic outlook point.

My priority was some macro shots of the city as a whole.

The lookout point offered precisely the kind of views I was after, and while the skies were overcast, there was still enough light left to get some decent photos.

It was interesting to see how the more modern apartment buildings had been erected around the soccer stadium.

It was one of the wealthier parts of the city.

San Pedro Prison

Returning to the same taxi, I directed the driver to San Pedro Prison.

He dropped me off in a small, unassuming park across the street, where I didn't quite know what to do with myself.

To read about why I wanted to visit South America's most notorious prison and what happened when I tried that afternoon, check out my review of Marching Powder.

Related: Zanzibar's Prison Island

Witches' Market

Drawn by the knowledge that you can find dried llama fetuses there, I headed to the La Paz Witches' Market.

It sounds ominous, but the market is nothing more than a collection of shops selling herbal remedies, and yes, llama fetuses to be used as offerings in religious ceremonies.

On the comical side of the product spectrum, these shops also sell what's marketed as a variety of different dusts with magical properties.

The cartoonish imagery and colors on the boxes reminded me of when I was a kid, and you'd see special "x-ray" glasses for sale in the back of Mad Magazine and other such children's magazines.

But, given the amount of money the vitamin and supplement industry is making in the US these days, who am I to question Bolivians' desire to improve sexual function.

Religious, commercial and residential buildings juxtaposed in downtown in La Paz — Religious, commercial, and residential buildings juxtaposed in downtown La Paz

Iglesia de San Francisco

I walked down to Iglesia de San Francisco from the Witches' Market, a Catholic church built between the 16th and 18th centuries.

Luck was on my side, as the historic church in La Paz opens at 4 pm daily.

I was able to take a quick peek inside (it's pretty dark) before stepping back out onto the busy plaza for additional photos.

The sky was changing colors as the sun began to set. I watched as rush hour unfolded around me.

Nightfall was near, and while I didn't want to be wandering around without reason, I pushed onward to squeeze in a few more historical sites in La Paz before calling it quits.

Presidential Palace

The yellow and white Presidential Palace looked grand lit up at night.

Across the street is a park, which offers the opportunity to get wide photos of the facade.

There's also a church next to it, the photo of which I love given the color of the sky at that moment.

Dinner at La Casona

Before heading back to the Wild Rover hostel, my last stop of the night was La Casona (938 Mariscal Santa Cruz), a restaurant housed in a former monastery.

If I was only going to eat one dinner in La Paz, I wanted it to be at one of the best places known for serving traditional Bolivian cuisine.

I began by ordering a local craft beer called Saya.

The menu offered plenty of traditional dishes, including wild trout and chicharron, but I knew what I was ordering once my eye caught the llama.

I'd eaten alpaca several times in Peru and wanted to see if there was a difference.

In this case, it was grilled and served with a bordelaise cream sauce.

Llama, rice and fries — Llama, rice, and fries

I wasn't blown away by the presentation, along with white rice and fries, but the meat itself tasted fine.

Feeling good about my last night in Bolivia, I finished the dinner with an ice cream sundae.

The total bill, including a soup of the day I'd ordered as an appetizer and a bottle of water, was $18.

See their listing on TripAdvisor for more current reviews.

Departing La Paz

The following day I was up at sunrise. I showered and hailed a taxi to the unheated La Paz bus terminal, where I caught my two-day bus back to Lima.

It would be the longest bus ride of my life, leaving me tired, sick, and with what would turn out to be an excruciating back injury upon arrival in the Peruvian capital.

If you have more time than I did, check out these additional tips for things to do in La Paz.

The Road to Halabja Part XI – Smugglers & Turkey’s Lovely Embrace

The author (center) with employees at a bus station in Silopi, Turkey

This is Part 11 of an 11-part series on traveling in Iraq by Kevin Post. Read Part Ten here, or Part One to start from the beginning.

[T]he line of cars and trucks carrying petroleum attempting to cross Turkey’s border was unlike any border crossing I’ve ever seen.

The taxi I took facilitated the border crossing because these drivers make the trips frequently and are well-known by officials on both sides of the border.

It dawned on me that I was traveling for the sake of travel while everyone else was traveling due to unfortunate circumstances or for economic gain.

Before I put my backpack into the trunk my driver handed me several cartons of cigarettes to put into my near empty backpack. I didn’t see any reason not to but was later told that smuggling cigarettes across the Iraqi border was frowned upon.

I pulled out my notebook filled with scribbled transliterations of Sorani Kurdish to facilitate our conversation but was asked to toss it before arriving towards the Turkish border as if I should have known better.

We crossed the bridge separating Iraq from Turkey and I began tearing out sheet after sheet of my notebook and ceremoniously tossed all of it into the river below.

My time came to report to the Turkish military. Turkey is the most welcoming country I have ever visited but not at this border. I could now see why I was encouraged to toss my notes into the river.

All of my possessions including my photos were taken from me and analyzed without me being present. I was sent to wait in a concrete bunker because many questions remained to be asked before I could cross.

Four hours of waiting as the night brought an arid chill. I knew the interrogation was coming and probably deserved it.

The Turkish government was most concerned that I would have Kurdish propaganda or pro-Kurdish nationalist tendencies.

The soldier, whom spoke flawless English, seemed to notice that there was no fear on my end and that I was happy to be returning to Turkey. I firmly shook his hand and caught a taxi into Silopi.

I was the only person at the bus stop ready to purchase my ticket to Ankara. I made friends with the attendants and drivers just from talking about football.

They put me on a van without telling me where I was going which would have alarmed me anywhere else but not here. I was taken to a party in a run down part of Silopi to have tea, eat some bread, practice my Kurdish and sit in a living room illuminated by candles with the sounds of generators in the distance.

Not 20 minutes later I was hurried back into the van back to the bus station to catch my bus to Ankara. My understanding was that they wanted to introduce their friends to a foreigner.

It happened so fast but the people I briefly met in Silopi gave me a lovely farewell.

To me it was no farewell; it was Turkey’s lovely embrace.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Series: The Road to Halabja

Part I - Border Crossing
Part II - No Turning Back
Part III - Arbil Awaits
Part IV - A Bad Time to Arrive
Part V - Penniless in Iraq
Part VI - Should I Stay or Should I Go
Part VII - A True Muslim
Part VIII - Iraqi Road Trip
Part IX - Iraqi Hitchhikers & A Life of Prayers
Part X - Kurdish Farewell
Part XI - Smuggler's & Turkey's Loving Embrace

The Road to Halabja Part X – Kurdish Farewell

This is Part Ten of an 11-part series on traveling in Iraq by Kevin Post. Read Part Nine here, or Part One to start from the beginning.

[M]ahmed’s intuition served us well and we finally found a dimly lit rest area far more primitive to other rest stops and gas stations I was accustomed to seeing while in Iraq and covered in photos of Kurdish nationalistic icons.

I couldn’t see anything on this dark night with the exceptions of aircraft above the mountains. Although I am not particularly religious I am happy that we stopped to pray; I enjoyed the silence and the lack of light pollution.

I broke the silence while in the car asking about the photos of these Kurdish heroes and political figureheads. The discussion turned into contradiction to what I knew of the Kurdish struggle for a homeland and I soon began to learn after further research how divided the Kurds were in many ways.

Throughout the Kurdish inhabited regions of Turkey, Syria and Iraq I was reminded of the idea that Kurds were united but many of those I had spoken with have proclaimed contrarily to this belief.

Politics, tribal loyalties, geopolitical boundaries, language and alphabets (yes, there are disagreements as to which alphabet they should use) are prohibitions for a dream of Kurdish nationalism.

The border town of Zakho is about a four-hour drive from Arbil but this trip took longer than expected due to continual military checkpoints and I was running out of things to say.

We were mostly silent the rest of the night from exhaustion, language barriers and cultural misunderstandings before checking into a hotel outside of Duhok.

Everything about my last few days in Iraq was on the contrary to what I had believed before I arrived.

Based on the images I saw on the news I thought Iraq was desolate which is far from the truth at least in the north. Springs, rivers, alpine like mountains, snow, flowers and an abundance of fruits were commonplace. In some places I felt as if I were in the Alps.

My last day was near-perfect in Iraq-KRG with a Friday sermon in a mosque, one of the most exquisite feasts I’ve ever had, a swim in a springs and a welcoming spirit from the locals that is hard to beat.

I can see this place hosting many a traveler in search for a beauty surrounded by misconception.

We have all seen some of the most dangerous cities on earth turn into phenomenal destinations (does Medellín ring a bell?) and Iraq definitely has something that every traveler will be able to look forward to.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Series: The Road to Halabja

Hiking Colca Canyon: A Test of Endurance in Peru

The day starts at 3 a.m., so early that you wonder if you're really on vacation. If you're by yourself like I was, you get in a van with a handful of strangers, a driver, and a tour guide, then head three hours into the desert.

We went northwest of Arequipa, I found out later, but I could barely function at the time. I thought this trip to Peru's Colca Canyon better be worth it, and then I fell back asleep.

One of the best hikes I've ever made happened at Colca Canyon

I woke up again when we arrived at Chivay, the little town where you pay the entrance fee to the national park. It's 40 soles for South Americans (about $14) and 75 soles for other foreigners (about $27).

That didn't include the 150 soles (about $27) I had already paid at my hostel for the trip, which covered the guide fee, most of my meals, lodging, and transportation.

The first meal was breakfast, just bread and jam, tea and coffee, cheese and ham (or at least what I thought was ham). I was too tired to care.

I didn't wake up until we got to Cruz del Condor, the lookout point where those big and magnificent birds soar, swirl, and dive like the fighter jets in Top Gun. It was hard to take pictures, but I got a few decent ones if not great ones.

See also: Salkantay Trek to Machu Picchu

A condor flies by as visitors try to take its picture. I did OK, I guess.

We were ready to hike down into Colca Canyon, six hours of trekking starting at Cabanaconde.

It starts easily enough. You follow a dirt path that descends into the canyon, measured at 13,650 feet deep. The Grand Canyon is 6,000 feet deep.

About a half-hour into the hike, you notice an oasis in the basin of the canyon, a place the river passes with green trees, red roofs, and blue pools, where we would spend the night-only five and a half more hours to go.

You're trying your best to watch your footing on the way down to make sure you don't slip on the loose dirt and rock, and a couple of times, I almost did. But I made it to the first bridge unscathed, where we took a short break.

I'm happy we did because the hike was about to get a little more challenging. We had to walk up a steep path, not too long, but the 50-degree incline made it seem that way and seem like it was taking forever.

When I reached the top, I was pretty short of breath, a reminder that I was in good shape-not great shape yet.

The path leveled out again as we headed to our next stop, lunch, which everyone could use after the paltry breakfast.

We had alpaca saltado, a popular dish in this region of Peru. The alpaca meat replaced the beef normally used in the recipe.

On my trip to the country, which began on June 13, I had already tried alpaca a handful of times. My first time was in Cusco at a restaurant called Uchu.

Oops, wrong photo…

This was the best alpaca I had in Peru. Thank you, Uchu. — This was the best alpaca I had in Perú. Thank you, Uchu.

There we go. As my friend Brent says, "It's so dang good!" Happy it was part of my lunch, I was ready for the next part of the trek, the last time we would have to walk uphill on this day.

The incline wasn't as steep, maybe 40 degrees this time, but by then, I was a little tired, so it was just as hard, so I took my time until I arrived at a tienda at the top.

I stocked up on snacks and granola bars because Markos, our guide, told us we would hike up and out of the canyon the next day before eating breakfast.

Three granola bars, a four-pack of Chips Ahoy, and a big bottle of water later, we were back on the path.

It was a dirt road that remained level until we reached our destination: Sangalle El Oasis. We could see the oasis from the end of the road, where another dirt path down into Colca Canyon began.

As I watched my footing, I realized that we had hiked all the way down into the canyon, then halfway up, and were about to hike back down. This was a day of endurance that I would always remember.

Seeing Sangalle El Oasis, in the middle of a canyon, was fascinating. — Seeing Sangalle El Oasis in the middle of a canyon was fascinating.

Getting there wasn't the same as getting to Ahm Shere, the fictional oasis in "The Mummy Returns," but we felt we had accomplished something extraordinary.

We had hiked up and down, braved the early morning cold and the midday heat, shifted from hungry to momentarily full to hungry yet again, and we all kept going.

We also got to know each other a bit. My group included a couple from the States, a girl from France, a guy from Germany, and two Israelis.

And then there was Markos, our guide, who was only 19 but looked 15, with enough English to explain everything to the people who didn't speak Spanish.

As we arrived at the common area of our cabana village, we noticed it was packed. Everyone was watching the end of the U.S.-Belgium game. The U.S. team fought bravely but fell 2-1 in overtime.

They proved, though, that they are a team to watch in the future as Coach Jürgen Klinsmann, the former German National Team coach, has his players transitioning to a more attacking style of football.

After the game, we relaxed until dinner, which started with soup, followed by an entrée of rice and stew, and ended with a Jell-O-like dessert that I was unsure of and did not care to ask about because by then, I was dead tired.

It was only 8 p.m., but we had to wake up the next day well before dawn. It was time for bed.

Markos knocked on our doors at 4:30 a.m., just like he said he would, and we met in the common area 15 minutes later, ready for our faux breakfast. I had a granola bar and the Chips Ahoy I had bought the day before.

It was time, Markos announced, by saying, "Vamos!" He lent me his light, the kind you strap to your forehead because I did not have one, and it was quite dark.

It was a huge help. Today would be nothing but up, up, and more up, and did I mention we'd be walking up? Without the light, I'm sure I would have slipped and fallen at least a few times, something clumsy people like me do.

I took several breaks along the way but kept on pushing. To entertain myself, I thought of "Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby."

Specifically, I thought about the part where Ricky gives that long and silly grace before their delicious meal of KFC and Taco Bell and how one of his boys - can't remember if it was Walker or Texas Ranger - says, "You really made that grace your bitch, dad."

I wanted to do the same with Colca Canyon, so I kept trudging along, finally making it to the top three and a half hours later. We all took pics at the top, and I was doing the gangster pose to be silly. The rest of the day would be easy.

Highlights: breakfast - this time with eggs! - a stop at one of Colca Canyon's best lookout points and a brief visit to the pueblo of Maca, where I held a falcon.

The falcon is used to people. Look how indifferent he is. — This falcon is familiar with people; notice his indifference.

I stayed awake the entire ride back to Arequipa, which included two more stops, one at the highest point along the route, which stood at 16,000 feet, and saw the volcanoes surrounding the area, one still active. The other stop was at an alpaca and llama preserve.

Again, I stayed awake while others fell back asleep. I wanted to sleep on the overnight bus to Lima. When we arrived in downtown Arequipa, it was already dark, unlike my arrival two days earlier, when I saw dusk decorate the Basilica Cathedral.

As I headed back to my hostel, my legs hurt, but not too bad-not like when I made it to the top of the canyon, and even then, the burn didn't last long.

The pain fades away when the rising sun floods the canyon with such pretty white light.
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The Road to Halabja Part IX - Iraqi Hitchhikers & A Life of Prayers

This is Part Nine of an 11-part series on traveling in Iraq by Kevin Post. Read Part Eight here, or Part One to start from the beginning.

[H]alabja was solemn, beautiful and worthy of the trip.

Although I recommend everyone visit while in Iraq to pay their respects I do not recommended staying there for more than a day without exploring the surrounding areas because it can get depressing.

One of the worst of many tragedies in Kurdish history occurred in Halabja and every street corner I was reminded of the horrendous acts committed by Saddam Hussein and his Baath Party.

The town is still recovering from poisonous chemicals found in the soil and has been converted from Fertile Crescent to a destination for pilgrims paying respect to the slaughtered. I could imagine a similar feeling while visiting a WWII concentration camp or a gulag.

Halabja’s surroundings and the people I met were my favorite aspect of the visit. I like to think my visit contributed positively to that town but after several hours of mourning I was ready to leave.

We picked up hitchhikers on the trip back to Arbil and that was by far the highlight of my trip.

Mohammad could sense that I wanted to pick them up so he gave me a gesture that certainly suggested, “Do you mind if they ride with us?”

Either that or Mohammad just wanted to speak with someone in Kurdish. I excitedly agreed.

I laughed to myself because if I were to go back in time and tell my high school self that I would be picking up hitchhikers in Iraq I wouldn’t have believed it.

The hitchhikers we picked up were farmers and as they were thanking Mohammad he insisted, “Don’t thank me, thank Kevin!”

Immediately they looked at me, thanked me in unison and from what I understood I was invited to a wedding.

We listened to traditional Kurdish music and everyone sang along including me even though I didn’t know the words. It felt so liberating to leave such a solemn place and celebrate life on this Iraqi road trip.

I have a feeling that if I spoke Kurdish we would still keep in touch to this day.

Upon arrival in Arbil I excitedly told my hosts about my trip to Halabja and explained to Mohammad via interpreter how the trip made me feel and how it was such an honor to spend time with him. As I went to pay him for assisting me on my journey he refused which led to a ceremonious plea to take my money.

Now that I look back it could be that Kurds also partake in the tradition of taarof: a set of rules and social etiquette, which can be quite confusing to us living in the West.

After saying my goodbyes to the Turkish and Kurdish engineers I left with Mohammad for Zakho along the Turkish border. It was already nightfall and there was news that the Turkish military had intensified their offensive again Kurdish PKK rebels within Iraq.

We were advised to be cautious and not stop in areas that weren’t well populated or lit. While listening to what I assumed was the Kurdish version of National Public Radio and driving at high speeds on the surprising well-paved road, Mahmed felt the need to stop and pray. I was exhausted and wanted to return to Turkey to be with my more secular minded friends.

“We were advised not to stop,” I reminded Mahmed with my attempt to arrive quickly to Zakho for the night. A man of faith such as Mahmed couldn’t fathom not praying at this time and frantically looked for a place where we could stop to do so. The road had no lighting for as far as we could see.

After minutes of bickering amongst the other passengers in the car Mahmed decided to turn onto a dirt road without any visible signs or addresses posted. We drove many a km on a dirt road with a conflict going on several miles from us.

“Allah will guide us” were the final, confident words uttered before we sat in silence hoping to find that mosque.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Series: The Road to Halabja

Part I - Border Crossing
Part II - No Turning Back
Part III - Arbil Awaits
Part IV - A Bad Time to Arrive
Part V - Penniless in Iraq
Part VI - Should I Stay or Should I Go
Part VII - A True Muslim
Part VIII - Iraqi Road Trip
Part IX - Iraqi Hitchhikers & A Life of Prayers
Part X - Kurdish Farewell
Part XI - Smuggler's & Turkey's Loving Embrace

Day Trip to Tokyo's Mount Takao

[A]fter shopping and eating to my heart's content during our visit to Tokyo, I was quite ready to get out of the sky-rise buildings and concrete, and wanted some fresh air, surrounded by nature.

If you're in Tokyo and looking for a quick trip out-of-town into the mountains, Mount Takao makes a wonderful day trip.

Mount Takao is a sacred Japanese religious destination, and it's also extremely popular for people who want to exercise. It's one of the busiest mountains in Japan, with over 2.5 million annual visitors.

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The mountain is located only about one hour by train from central Shinjuku station in Tokyo.

Just get a ticket to Takaosanguchi station on the Keio Railways line, and for just 390 Yen, you'll find yourself at the base of the mountain. Step foot out of the train station, and you can start hiking immediately.

Apart from the train costs getting there, or if you decide to take the optional cable car, hiking to the top of Mount Takao is one of the free ways to enjoy Tokyo.

There are two main ways to get up Mount Takao, by cable car or just walking the entire way.

The cable car costs, I believe 480 Yen each way, and it only takes you about ½ the way to the top of the mountain. I think the cable car can be good, mostly for those who are unable to walk, or who come with small children.

For those that can walk, I think the better option is to make the hike, enjoy the fresh air, and get the exercise.

There are eight main designated trails at Mount Takao, all leading in different directions, but all eventually meeting at the top of the mountain.

When I went, it was still winter, so it was quite cold, and a few of the trails were blocked by snow. We ended up taking the main trail #1, which is the busiest and most developed trail.

Although some parts of Mount Takao feel like you're far removed from the city and within wilderness, being so close to Tokyo, the mountain is more of a recreational park, so you're never too far from civilization.

I was hiking up the hill, only passing trees and nature for about 10 minutes, and then all of a sudden I passed a row of about 12 vending machines!

As you get to the second half of the mountain, the area where the cable car drops people off, you'll pass more and more restaurants, cafes, and shops.

The mountain turns more into a park style environment, but it's still far from motor vehicles, and halfway up the mountain, so the setting is still fantastic.

Hiking to the top of Mount Takao you'll pass through many Shinto shrines and even a couple of temples.

The mountain has been a sacred place of worship for Shinto-Buddhist followers for many years. Stopping to visit the peaceful temples and shrines along the trail, are a great addition to a hike up the mountain.

It took us a little over 1 hour to reach the top of Mount Takao. The trail wasn't difficult, but it was steep in some parts, and provided some much-needed exercise.

The view from Mount Takao was quite amazing, but it can depend on weather conditions.

On one side you can see the entire skyline of Tokyo in the distance, and on the other side is the mountain range, including a great view of Mt. Fuji if it's a clear (the day I went Mt. Fuji was covered in clouds unfortunately).

Many local Japanese had packed portable grills and food, and carried it up to the top of the mountain. At the top, many people were hanging out, and grilling meat and vegetables over camp stoves.

I have to admit, the food smelled amazing, and I know for sure on my next visit I'll be bringing my camp stove and some meat in my backpack too.

When you're in Tokyo and looking for a nice nature filled day trip, that's both relaxing and an opportunity to get some exercise, Mount Takao is great place.

I enjoyed the hike, the Japanese culture that revolves around the mountain, and the wonderful view from the top.

10 Australian Beaches Every Backpacker Should See

[D]id you know Australia has over 10,000 beaches? And its coast is more than 26,000km long?

You get the picture: Australia’s beaches are far and wide.

Campervan hire is one of the most affordable and flexible ways to explore Australia. Drive, sunbake, party, sleep. Repeat at your own pace.

So pack grab a towel and pull on your swimmers, here are 10 Australian beaches every backpacker should see.

1. Hyams Beach, NSW South Coast

At an unassuming seaside village on the southern shores of unspoiled Jervis Bay, around 180km south of Sydney, a Guinness World Record holder lurks near native bushland.

Its name is Hyams. And it’s a beach. In fact, it has the whitest sand in the world. And it’s beautiful.

2. Wineglass Bay, Tasmania

East coast Tasmania, around 190km north of Hobart, boasts another heavy hitting Australian beach - Wineglass Bay. It’s been voted one of the top 10 beaches in the world.

Access the secluded beach by bushland track or boat for sapphire-colored waters edged by white sands. Stunning.

3. Whitehaven in the Whitsundays, Queensland

The Whitsundays, a cluster of 74 islands, is around 900km north of Brisbane. On the largest island, Whitsunday Island, is the showpiece - Whitehaven Beach.

With too many accolades to list, the beach speaks for itself – uninhabited island, 7km of powdery white sands and aquamarine waters.

4. Bondi Beach, NSW

When visiting Sydney, you’ll no doubt be hitting up Bondi Beach, a rollicking Pacific Ocean community only 7km from the city. Admire Sydneysiders and backpackers at their most playful.

The beach is wide, bustling, and a hipster’s paradise. Kick back and enjoy Sydney’s famous laid back lifestyle.

5. Byron Bay, NSW

Byron Bay, around 165km south of Brisbane, is an original hippie destination.

Although more polished now, Byron is still about feeding your soul. Buy a crystal, get a massage, breathe in that incense, eat vegetarian food, and of course, hit up those golden sands. Add major music festivals.

6. Surfers Paradise, Queensland

Surfers Paradise, around 90km south of Brisbane, is at the heart of Australia’s Gold Coast.

Experience iconic Aussie beach culture - red and yellow clad surf rescue dudes watching over a gazillion bronzed beach goers, splayed on endless golden sands, swimming in glittering blue Pacific Ocean surf.

7. Four Mile Beach, Port Douglas, QLD

Far North Queensland is tropical Australia at its best - the Great Barrier Reef, World Heritage rainforests and gorgeous beaches like Four Mile Beach at Port Douglas, around 70km north of Cairns.

Think long white sands, swaying palm trees, blue and emerald seas. Heaven.

8. Cottesloe Beach, Western Australia

Cottesloe Beach, 11km from Perth, is a showcase of how things are done in the world’s most remote city.

Watch locals frolic in the brilliant blue Indian Ocean from the white sands or from the tiered grass lawns, then join them at the pub to soak it up, and drink in the sunset.

9. Bells Beach, Victoria

To check out Bells Beach is to also check out the Great Ocean Road. It’s a win-win.

Below the steep cliffs, golden sands and crashing waves play host to the annual Rip Curl Pro Surf & Music Festival - the longest continuous surf competition in the world. Rip it up.

10. St Kilda Beach, Victoria

St Kilda Beach? OK, it’s not amazing, but it does highlight the striking difference between Sydney’s and Melbourne’s beach culture.

If you must compare, think of St Kilda as Melbourne’s Bondi – promenades, rollerbladers, backpackers, bars and music venues aplenty. Oh, and a sandy bay.

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Khao Soi - Eat This in Northern Thailand

[I]f you ever visit northern Thailand, specifically Chiang Mai or Chiang Rai, you'll undoubtedly come across a dish known as khao soi (it's also sometimes spelled khao soy).

It's available at countless restaurants throughout northern Thailand, from touristy restaurants to local hole in the walls.

What is Khao Soi?

Khao soi is a northern Thai dish composed of yellow egg noodles combined with a creamy coconut milk based curry gravy.

I have to say it's almost like a Thai style stroganoff, with a few extra ingredients.

Everyone makes their version a little different, but I think the most important part of any bowl, the foundation of the dish, is the curry sauce, made with coconut milk and a blend of spices and chilies.

The mains types of khao soi are chicken, pork, and sometimes beef if you eat at a Thai Muslim restaurant.

The dish has origins from Burmese cuisine, where there are a number of similar flavored dishes.

Condiments

One of the reasons I love eating in Thailand so much is because of all the amazing condiments and toppings, and khao soi is no different.

Being a lover of condiments, there's no way I can eat a bowl of khao soi without dressing it up to my liking.

With any bowl, you'll be served some extra roasted chili flakes, which can be in dry form or more like a sauce, pickled mustard greens, and finally some pieces of chopped red onions or shallots.

While it's best to taste the broth first, so you can first get a feel of the original flavor, I can say that it will just about always taste better with some more chilies in it - at least if you enjoy a little heat.

Khao soi broth is creamy and rich, and depending on the particular restaurant you eat it at, it can be slightly sweet, or it can be more spicy and complex with a blend of dry spices.

I prefer the latter version, more spice filled and less sweet.

If you go to Chiang Mai, probably the most famous place to eat khao soi in the entire city is a restaurant known as Samer Jai.

It's actually a huge restaurant, and they serve a large variety of different northern Thai dishes but are most famous for khao soi.

For their version, the broth was a little on the sweet side, but it had a good nutty flavor to it.

It was extremely rich and also had a layer of fragrant red chili oil served on top.

Overall, the version at Samer Jai was alright, but not my favorite.

On my latest visit Chiang Mai, I decided it would be my mission to eat many bowls of khao soi and try to find the best.

After trying quite a few bowls, I ate at Khao Soi Khun Yai, a small and open-air restaurant where grandma does the cooking.

Their khao soi emerged from the kitchen, looking spectacular even before seasoning it.

The broth was dark red from the start, and before even taking my first bite, it just looked fantastic.

The broth was creamy and rich, but not too oily like it can sometimes be, it wasn't nearly as sweet as other versions.

The noodles were thick and hearty and flavorful. I decided to eat both the chicken and beef versions, and both were equally satisfying.

When you visit northern Thailand, among the many delicious things to eat, don't miss a good bowl of khao soi.

A Tour of Nungwi Village in Zanzibar

[A]fter Stone Town, the village of Nungwi is the second biggest town on the main island (known as Unguja, but just referred to as Zanzibar island) of Zanzibar.

Nungwi is located at the very northern tip of the island, about a one hour drive from Stone Town.

Though the village is known for a number of things, probably the most famous reason to visit Nungwi is to enjoy one of Zanzibar's most spectacular beaches.

While the East Coast beaches of Zanzibar suffer from drastic low and high tides, where low tide makes it virtually impossible to swim, Nungwi's northern tip position sees little tide changes throughout the day.

If you like crystal clear turquoise ocean water, where you will have the opportunity to swim in the warm water throughout the day, Nungwi is one of the best places to visit on the island.

There are a number of large all-inclusive resorts in Nungwi, but you'll also find more affordable hotels, as well as a few budget style bungalows, all right next to the amazing beach.

Nungwi is not only home to a wonderful beach, but it's a full village with a decent sized population (second largest on the island).

Along with lazying by the beach, one thing you can do, either by yourself, or with a hired guide, is take a village tour.

When I was in Nungwi, we took a guided tour of the village, which took a couple of hours, and our guide was able to walk us though areas of the village that I never would have discovered on my own.

We went through the local market, went to the area where men were making dhow sailboats, saw ladies making baskets, toured a number of schools and mosques, and also visited the different political village group headquarters.

Taking a Nungwi village tour was a great way to see local living in the community.

Another thing you can do when you visit Nungwi, is go to Mnarani Natural Aquarium, which is not the most impressive aquarium in the world, but you will get to see sea turtles up and close.

The aquarium is part of an effort to preserve sea turtles that hatch on the nearby Mnemba Island atoll, just off the coast of Zanzibar.

If you love to SCUBA dive, there are a number of authorized PADI certified dive centers along the beach. There are quite a few dive sites near Nungwi, but probably the most famous and popular is around Mnemba Island. Nungwi is a good village to base yourself in if you're interested in diving.

Nungwi village is known throughout Zanzibar as being the dhow sailboat building headquarters.

A dhow is a traditional wooden sailboat, originally brought over from Yemen. To this day, dhows play an extremely important part in transportation and fishing in Zanzibar and all along the east coast of Africa.

When you're in Nungwi, you can walk around the ship yard, located next to the ocean, where crews of men build beautiful new boats by hand.

Also, what I think is one of the best things to do when you're in Zanzibar, is take a dhow cruise at sunset. Peacefully sailing with the breeze as the sun slowly declines over the Indian Ocean, is truly a majestic way to spend an evening.

When it comes to eating in Nungwi, there are not too many options, and most of the restaurants are at hotels. If you're looking for a wonderful view of the ocean and quite good food at a hotel, try Langi Langi's restaurant.

If you want to eat budget local Zanzibari food, there's a small restaurant known as Mina's, located adjacent to Jambo Brothers bungalows. The guys that run the restaurant are friendly, and they serve a decent plate of pilau rice with fish.

When you visit Zanzibar, it's a great experience to spend some time exploring Stone Town, but if you want a beautiful beach experience, Nungwi has your name written on it.

3 Trip Ideas for the Ultimate Music Lover

From California to New York, the United States offers fantastic destinations for music lovers to explore. You'll find everything from country music to jazz. If you're the ultimate music lover, check out these three destinations with happening music scenes. Then, plan your trip today.

Country Music Trip to Nashville, TN

If you're a country music fan, a trip to Nashville is something you have to experience at least once. It's home to the Country Music Hall of Fame and the CMA Music Festival. Nashville is only three hours from Memphis, where you can tour "Graceland," Elvis Presley's mansion.

During your trip, you might even spot some famous artists that live in Nashville, such as Sheryl Crow, Taylor Swift, Ke$ha, Tim McGraw, Faith Hill, Keith Urban, Alan Jackson, Billy Ray Cyrus, Martina McBride, and so many more.

Hundreds of honky-tonk bars are scattered across Nashville. They're a great place to listen to aspiring musicians and have a good time. Nashville's WSM radio station hosts a live Saturday night broadcast at the 4,400-seat Grand Ole Opry House. Several other incredible live music venues include Ryman Auditorium, The 5 Spot, Exit/In, and 12th& Porter.

Jazz Music Trip to New Orleans, LA

Jazz Fest in New Orleans (photo: Tulane PR)

New Orleans is most famous as the birthplace of jazz music. However, it also has an eclectic music scene featuring gospel, funk, hip-hop, rock, and heavy metal. People flock to the area to listen to brass marching bands and the blues, especially during Mardi Gras or Jazz Fest. The 10-day "Jazz Fest" attracts 650,000 people each year.

Some stellar artists who have frequently played in New Orleans include Aretha Franklin, Bob Dylan, BB King, Ella Fitzgerald, James Brown, Willie Nelson, Fats Domino, and Paul Simon.

You can listen to their music or check them out at one of the museums in New Orleans. It is a diverse place that offers all sorts of cultural music experiences. Just rent a car from Budget to explore everything New Orleans offers.

Live Music Trip to Austin, TX

Superhumanoids at SXSW (photo: Gerald Rich)

Austin is dubbed the "Live Music Capital of the World" because there are more live music venues per capita than famous places like Nashville. Plus, you can find venues to listen to any music you want.

Nightclubs and other live music venues scatter the downtown streets, and you can even find live performances in places like the supermarket or the airport. Some popular live music venues include The White Horse, Sahara Lounge, Ginny's Little Longhorn Saloon, and Elephant Room.

In addition to live music venues, there are several other music attractions for tourists to enjoy. For instance, the South by Southwest (SXSW) music event is a blast. There's also the Texas Music Museum and the Paramount Theatre. There is so much to see and do in Austin that you'll never be bored.

These are just a few destinations music lovers will enjoy. Other cities with fantastic music scenes include Los Angeles, New York City, Chicago, and Branson.

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Visiting the Rock Churches of Lalibela

Lalibela, a small town in northern Ethiopia, is one of the country's holiest and most respected towns. When I traveled to Ethiopia, I wasn't sure I would be able to visit-the flights available online were expensive, and the bus system from Addis Ababa could take two days to get there.

But while I was walking around Addis Ababa one day, I saw the Ethiopian Airlines office and thought I'd stop in. They offered a pretty good rate, so, with no plans, we bought tickets and left the next day to see Lalibela (by the way, they often have the best deals in person, so once you're in Addis, go to Ethiopian Airlines to buy a ticket to Lalibela directly if you're interested).

Lalibela is one of the most culturally and religiously significant towns in Ethiopia. It's also one of the major pilgrimage destinations for Ethiopian Orthodox Christian followers.

The town is known as the New Jerusalem, and King Lalibela, who ruled Ethiopia during the 12th and 13th centuries, is said to have designed it to preserve Jerusalem after it was overtaken by Muslims in 1187.

The ancient urban planning of Lalibela is arranged symbolically as Jerusalem, with even a man-made version of the River Jordan. The most impressive part of visiting Lalibela is touring the incredible monolithic churches. The most remarkable part about the series of churches is that they are carved into the rock, hollowed out from the outside.

Overall, there are 11 main churches in Lalibela, and they are a UNESCO World Heritage site. The two main clusters of churches are the Northern and Eastern groups. Finally, there's a solo church (more info below), which I think is by far the most well-preserved and impressive.

It's best to arrive at the churches in the early morning. You first need to purchase your ticket, which costs a pretty steep $50-but I thought the price was worth it.

It's also recommended that you hire a local guide, who you can either arrange from the ticket entrance office or usually from your hotel. A guide not only helps lead you around but can also be a great source of knowledge.

Once you have your ticket, you can walk around any of the 11 churches. Some are in better condition than others, and some are more incredible.

Seeing the churches from the outside is one thing, but when you go inside and start to think how each church was carved from the outside, from a single giant boulder, you'll really be in awe.

Imagine your house as a solid boulder. Then, using a hammer and chisel, hollow out the insides and carving them out chip by chip across the ceiling.

Our guide detailed all the little symbols and decorations within the churches. The windows were fascinating, many of them with different meanings. Some churches were being renovated and fixed up, but probably at least half were still natural and precisely as they had been for centuries.

Though all the churches at Lalibela were great to see, the Church of Saint George was by far the most impressive and well-preserved. Situated within a massive volcanic rock, the church was carved in the shape of a Lalibela cross. To get inside, you must navigate down a rock-cut alleyway that wraps around the church, with a gradual slope eventually reaching the bottom.

At the base of the Church of Saint George is a small baptismal pool that is considered holy water. On the sides of the rock walls are small hand-carved caves where priests and others sometimes sleep or spend time. The Church of Saint George was incredible; some call it the 8th man-made wonder of the world.

While I'm not a huge fan of visiting indoor museums when I travel, I really appreciate hands-on history, and I especially enjoy historical landmarks still being used. The churches of Lalibela are not only impressive to visit, but the town and churches are an important and sacred destination for many Ethiopians.

Eating My Through London's Borough Market

[F]or the past few weeks, I've been covering some of the things I did on my trip to London.

Broadway Market was great, but of all the places I visited on my short trip, the food was probably the most memorable at Borough Market.

The market is renowned throughout the city for its fantastic produce, artisan food makers, and also for being a historical landmark.

The history of Borough Market is traced back to the 11th century when food traders would gather at the London Bridge. In the 13th century, the market was moved a little ways away to what is present day Borough High Street.

Though it has gone through a number of changes and upgrades, it still thrives today, and is a popular place to visit when you're in London, and especially if you love food.

There are over 100 individual stalls at Borough Market, so it's not overly huge, but it's big enough to have a good range of things to choose from and to browse around.

You'll find quite a few vendors selling fresh seafood and produce, as well as many vendors who sell pre-made food ready to be eaten.

The fresh vegetables and fruit looked wonderful, and I wanted to buy some ingredients and cook them myself, but with no kitchen in my hotel room, I settled for the pre-cooked food.

As soon as you walk in the main entrance of the market, there's a stall that sells a variety of tempting baked goods.

The most prominent item on display was their pyramid stack of cheese and olive sticks, and since my mouth was already watering, I quickly bought one.

The bread stick was crispy on the outside, lightly oily, and embedded with salty cheese and bits of olive. It was very tasty.

The next thing I came across was a sausage on a stick, one of the great things in life.

I'm a huge fan of English mustard, which has a nice kick to it. After ordering my sausage on a stick, which came right off the grill, I proceeded to lather it in a thick layer of mustard. The sausage was salty and tender, and the extra mustard gave it the perfect touch.

If you enjoy sweets, you'll find plenty of things to snack on throughout Borough Market as well.

I'm not a huge sweets fan, but my wife is, and she enjoyed her Portuguese pastel de nata, a flaky pastry filled with sweet egg custard.

There are no shortage of things to eat at Borough Market, and if you're like me, your wallet will run out before you stomach space does.

In order to not empty my bank account, I had to choose wisely. I chose a chorizo sandwich from a famous Spanish foods shop on the corner of the market known as Brindisa.

The chorizo was flavorful, slightly spicy, and was accompanied by some fresh leaves of rocket, and a fragrant and sweet roasted red pepper.

Like I mentioned, I really wanted to try more food at Borough Market, like the fresh pasta dishes, and salt beef sandwich vendor, but finally I had to choose just one more thing, and I decided to go for the duck confit sandwich from Le Marché du Quartier.

The sizzling duck was piled into a buttered ciabatta roll, and I couldn't wait to start tearing into it. The duck was incredibly tender, and had a beautiful smokiness to it.

I would have liked it even more with a generous scoop of English mustard on top, but it was still good.

Though Borough Market may cater to many tourists these days, I think it's still a wonderful place to visit when you're in London, and a great place to eat delicious food.

A Walk Around London (Photos)

London is perhaps the most photographed city in the world, but that doesn't mean it's not still fun to walk around and take photos.

Big Ben Clock Tower, on the north side of the Westminster Parliament building, is one of London's most famous landmarks.

Buckingham Palace is the head residence of the monarchy, and at all times of the day, you'll find a crowd of people outside peering into the gates at the famous guards inside.

Built in the 17th century, yet on the same site as a church dating back to 604, St. Paul's Cathedral is another place you must see in London. The architecture and construction of the church are an absolute wonder.

Despite all the famous buildings and structures scattered throughout London, many ordinary buildings are not well known yet remain landmarks with years of history.

One thing I enjoyed doing most was walking around London and admiring the old architecture.

Along with the many impressive buildings throughout London, there's also a fantastic number of nice cars in the city. I could spend all day walking the streets, looking at nice cars.

Getting around London using public transportation is quite convenient, though it can be expensive. Using a combination of the underground, known as the tube, double-decker buses, and walking, we could get everywhere we went within the city.

If you're passing through Bank, it's worth stopping to explore the restaurants near Bank Station before hopping back on the tube.

Walk around the streets of London in certain parts, and you'll see lots of interesting graffiti and street art.

I didn't get to take a boat on the River Thames when I was in London, but I did walk across several bridges, like Tower Bridge and London Bridge, and enjoyed the view of the river from above. If interested, you can take a sightseeing cruise on the river.

Stop by Broadway Market on Saturday if you are visiting London on a weekend. The market is excellent for finding delicious food, listening to pop-up musicians, walking around, and people-watching.

The most famous meal in London is fish and chips. This plate, from Fish Central, included a mega-sized piece of battered and deep-fried fish with a side of thick-cut fries. I doctored it up with some malt vinegar, and it was marvelous.

I had passed through London's airport many times before, but this was my first time in the city, and it was great to walk around and enjoy the sights and sounds.

7 Tips On How To Crowdfund Your Travels

Crowdfunding helped Christopher Columbus sail the Pinta, Niña and the Santa Maria. (photo: Wiki Commons). — Crowdfunding helped Christopher Columbus sail the Pinta, Niña, and Santa Maria. (photo: Wiki Commons)

It sounds like an impossible dream: a bunch of people throwing money at you so that you can travel around the world. However, it's now easier than ever to travel the world.

It seemed that only rich people could travel the world throughout history, yet even they rarely went far.

That's because most people who are rich enough to travel around the world for months would rather sit on their ass in their cushy mansion.

Still, there were exceptions. For instance, I just read A Voyage Across the Americas about a wealthy dude who left Switzerland and explored the Americas in the 1850s.

And then there's the most famous self-funded traveler, Marco Polo.

However, my favorite is the Duke of the Abruzzi (1873-1933), who didn't just travel worldwide but was also a hardcore mountaineer.

He not only climbed North America's second-highest mountain (in Alaska), but he also found the easiest way up K2, the second tallest mountain in the world.

Although he never got to the summit, that popular route is now called the Abruzzi Spur.

But wait. Not all world travelers were filthy rich. Some were just filthy.

Crowdfunding Travels is an Old Practice

Crowdfunding your travels is old news. Many famous explorers of yesteryear crowdfunded their journeys:

Christopher Columbus: You probably were taught that the Queen of Spain bankrolled his three ships.

However, what you probably don't know is that she only provided half the money. The other half came through Columbus's crowdfunding efforts.

In fact, by the time Queen handed him the gold, he had already lined up a bunch of wealthy Italians who had committed to chip in if the Queen kicked in the other half of the money.

Mungo Park: In 1794, the private African Association paid for this Scottish man to explore the Niger River. Such associations were the crowd funders of their day.

Roald Amundsen: He received seed funding from his king and parliament, but his brother crowdfunded the rest. As a result, Amundsen was the first to reach the South Pole.

What's the source of a government's budget? Taxes, which are a type of forced crowdfunding. Pay your taxes or go to jail.

Thus, even government funding is a type of crowdfunding. Governments have funded the following legendary explorers:

David Livingstone: The British monarchy funded his pioneering expeditions across Africa.
Lewis & Clark: Thomas Jefferson used government funds to bankroll this team to explore the Pacific Northwest.
Neil Armstrong & Buzz Aldrin: Ah yes, the ultimate government-funded travel outing: walking on the moon!

OK, by now, you should no longer feel awkward asking for others to pay for your travels-it's an old practice.

The advantage of this century is that it's now easier than ever to crowdfund your voyages.

Tax dollars = Crowdfunding. Buzz on the Moon. (photo: Wiki Commons) — Tax dollars = Crowdfunding. Buzz on the Moon (photo: Wiki Commons)

How to Crowdfund Your Trip

Nowadays, a 25-year-old nobody can crowdfund his travels.

You no longer need to be a renowned explorer, be a rich Duke, or have Obama on your speed dial.

However, you still need to be well-connected and able to convince enough people to foot the bill.

Kickstarter is the Coca-Cola of the crowdfunding industry.

The problem with Kickstarter is that they prohibit "fund my life" projects, including funding your trip to Tahiti.

However, there's an easy way around that rule. You have to propose a creative project that requires you to spend time in Tahiti.

For example, you could say that you need to go to Tahiti to:

Write a novel about the region
Film a documentary on how global warming is affecting the island
Take photographs to make a gorgeous coffee-table book
Work with locals to grow, harvest, and export unique food products

You can do whatever you want on Kickstarter if you know how to exploit the loopholes.

For instance, The New York Times reported a couple who raised $16,000 to do a road trip.

A lady crowdfunded a plane ticket and travel expenses to write a guidebook about Oxford.

An even better example is this guy almost crowdfunded his way to a $25,000 airline ticket!

Filming a Moroccan landscape. I think the Air Mountains of Niger and Northern Chad may look like this.

Although Kickstarter is the Kleenex of crowdfunding, other sites have their advantages.

For example, if your Tahiti project requests $10,000 in funding and you raise $9,500, you will get nothing if you use Kickstarter.

With Indiegogo, on the other hand, you would keep the $9,500 (though you will have to share an extra 5% of the money you raised as a penalty for not having made your goal).

There are several niche crowdfunding sites:

Go Fund Me: specializes in funding personal things, especially illnesses and disaster relief, and handles travel.
crowdfunder: Can give you exposure to A&E.
Crowd Rise: Creative projects, birthdays, run/walks, volunteer; they're all ways to justify your travel.
My Free Implants Yeah, crowdfunding for breast implants. See, I told you there's a niche crowdfunding site for everything!

However, until now, there hasn't been a niche site solely dedicated to funding travels. Now there is.

Trevolta.com may sound like a site that will teach you how to disco dance, but it's a new site that does only one thing: crowdfund travels.

It's nice that now you no longer have to hide the true motivations behind a creative project.

You can say, "I don't want to write a book or do produce a documentary. I want to drink wine in Paris."

The problem is that if that's your Trevolta project, it's unlikely that you will get funded.

Therefore, you'll have to do basically what you have to do in Kickstarter: (1) propose an interesting project, and (2) provide valuable rewards. Otherwise, you'll stay in Omaha.

7 Tips on Crowdfunding Your Travels

May 25 is Africa Day. To celebrate that day, I launched The Unseen Africa Kickstarter Project.

Although it's just getting started, I've already learned seven crucial lessons:

1. Research first.

Ask yourself: has someone done this before? Research to find out. How did they fare?

If they were successful, how much did they raise, and what rewards did they offer at what price points?

2. It's just as essential to study failures as it is to study successes.

You might see some successful crowdfunding projects and think, "What? He got $30,000?

I'm better than he is, so I can do raise at least that much!" Then you try to raise only $3,000.

What's not always apparent in successful crowdfunded projects is that the creator is exceptional.

He may be a Hollywood producer or a famous artist. So he can get away with putting together an unimpressive crowdfunding proposal and still raise $80,000.

In contrast, a nobody puts together a slick proposal and can't even get his mom to pledge.

Examine failures to avoid errors and realize that there's more than meets the eye in successful projects.

3. Propose an original project.

Be remarkable. After looking at many projects, you should know why your travel plan is better than the other ten you looked at.

Make sure it's at least as interesting as the ones that were successfully funded.

My idea is to travel to all 54 African countries over four years, spending one month per country, filming throughout. That's unique.

4. Pre-launch is more important than post-launch.

Although we haven't raised the $20,000 yet, I'm confident that we will succeed because we've done a lot of upfront work.

Also, I showed the draft project page to strangers and friends to get their advice on how to improve it-that was quite useful.

If the project is exciting, word-of-mouth should give the project wings. Do the same for your project.

5. Get as close as you can to the final product.

Ideas are a dime a dozen, which is why you'll raise pennies if all you have is an idea. Try to simulate or prototype what you're trying to achieve.

If you want to be the first person to climb Colorado's 14ers in a wheelchair, then make a remarkable video of you climbing a few mountains in your wheelchair. (This guy who used a wheelchair successfully raised money to see 50 cities.)

Want to scuba dive in Borneo? Then take photos of you diving in Cuba.

I took plenty of photos and videos in Morocco, the country where my pilot TV episode will occur.

All this shows that you're serious and that this is not just a pipe dream.

6. Invest time and money.

You have to spend money to raise money. I've spent tens of thousands of dollars on camera equipment, a car, visas, and an editor to put together a pair of 3-minute videos.

You also have to devote significant time to make your project happen.

If you don't, then it will show, and you'll have wasted your time.

Most successful projects get 80% complete on their own dime and then use crowdfunding to cover the final 20%.

If you do just 5% and hope that crowd funders will cover the other 95%, then you will probably fail.

If you have little money to spare, then find a believer who will provide some seed money for you to get started and then make him a co-creator, so he shares the glory.

7. Pledge on another project.

The best way to feel like a backer is to be a backer. I pledged on 25 Kickstarter projects before starting mine.

Therefore, pledge on a project on one or more crowdfunding sites.

Notice how the project's creator communicates-what does he do right and wrong?

By seeing life from a backer's perspective, you'll be a better creator.

Speaking of pledging, please spread the word about The Unseen Africa Project!

It's about turning my 4-year trip to all 54 African countries into a TV series.

Although my trip will happen whether my project is successful or not, I wanted a powerful medium to change people's perception of Africa, and TV's the way to do it.

Crowdfunding your travels is older than Columbus.

However, just like Columbus was remarkable, well-connected, and proposed a unique project, you need to do the same.

You may not discover a New World, but you can help the world see things in a new way.

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About the Author: Francis Tapon, the author of Hike Your Own Hike and The Hidden Europe, is creating a TV series and book called Unseen Africa, based on his four-year journey across all 54 African countries.

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Can You Get Travel Insurance With a Terminal Illness?

Getting traveler insurance when diagnosed with a terminal illness isn't easy, and it isn't cheap.

There's nothing quite like your own pending demise to make you want to take all those trips that you never got around to taking. Death is a natural part of life, and we all have to go some time.

Sunset in San Juan del Sur, Nicaragua (photo: David Lee)

But what about getting traveler insurance for someone with a terminal illness?

What if you have been away from your birth country for a long time and want to see it again before you pass?

What about relatives you haven't seen in forever?

Can I get travel insurance if I have a terminal illness?

There's a good chance you can - if you can and are willing to pay (visit HBF to find out more). However, don't expect the endeavor to be a simple one.

Most insurance companies are not going to provide travel coverage to terminally ill people. It just doesn't work as a long-term sustainable business model. Let's take a closer look at why.

Insurance companies are for-profit organizations - and they make huge amounts of profit, more than just about any other business type.

Now, for an insurance company to make money on the premium payments they receive, they need to minimize the number of filed claims.

Minimizing claims depends on making safe bets about which policy candidates may, in fact, end up filing a claim.

Now, traveler insurance policies are all issued with certain common benefits in place.

You can have a policy customized to meet your needs and requirements concerning:

Medical care
Emergency evacuation coverage
Luggage recovery/replacement
Accidental death & dismemberment
Reservation cancellation protection
Coverage types

The two most potentially expensive types of claims possible on a travel insurance policy are medical care and emergency evacuation coverage - the same two that a terminally ill person may likely require.

If you require an emergency medical evacuation to your home country from a foreign land, the costs could easily be in the tens of thousands of dollars.

That kind of claim makes insurance actuaries sweat, shiver and shed painful tears of loss.

And that's the biggest reason you will have a tough time finding traveler insurance coverage if you have a terminal disease: high-risk betting.

Expensive traveler insurance for the terminally ill is available.

There are some insurance companies out there that specialize in higher-risk scenarios. They do provide travel coverage for chronic and terminal patients, but it's anything but cheap.

The insurance company is betting that you can make your trip and not encounter any need to file any claims.

You, as the policyholder, want to be covered if you find yourself in a serious health situation abroad and need to file a claim to avoid financial devastation.

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Patty & Bun: For Burger Lovers in London

[W]hen it comes to finding a good burger in London, you'll surely come across Patty & Bun.

On my short visit to London, a friend on Facebook mentioned I should go to Patty & Bun for a burger, and I would not be disappointed.

I didn't actually make plans to go to the restaurant, but I wrote it down, along with my other list of restaurants, as a place to potentially eat.

We happen to be walking around Oxford Street one day, mostly doing some shopping and just browsing, and all of a sudden my map radar showed that we were down the road from Patty & Bun, and it happen to be 11:55 am on the dot (it opens daily at 12 noon).

In light of our circumstance, we decided to try the burger.

Having been in Tokyo the month previously, I was expecting a mile long line down the sidewalk, but luckily on this day we were only five minutes early, and were the first ones in the door as soon as they opened.

There's also a 5 Guys in London, that I walked past, which is always packed with a line out the door.

The menu at Patty & Bun, a simple piece of paper, was placed on the table in front of us.

There were just six simple burgers to choose from, and a number of different sides like salads, chips, and chicken wings.

I decided to order their most basic burger (I'm a pretty traditional guy when it comes to burgers), which they call the "ARI GOLD cheeseburger."

The waitress kindly asked how cooked we wanted the meat, to which she recommended a medium rare, and I accepted.

Since we were first in the restaurant and first to order, our food came first (and by this time, 10 minutes after we arrived, they were pretty much full).

Though it's a sit down restaurant, the food was served fast food style; there were no plates, but the burger just came wrapped in a piece of paper and the sides came in paper bowls.

The "ARI GOLD cheeseburger" included a beef patty, cheese, lettuce, tomato, pickled onions, ketchup, smokey P&B mayo (secret recipe), all stuffed into a brioche bun.

You'll notice that the bun is not one of those pale white sesame seeded buns that pushes down like a sponge.

Instead at Patty & Bun they use a brioche style bun, which is a pastry like piece of bread that's buttery and egg-based. The bun had a nice buttery taste, and thick, but still with a fluffy texture.

I'm a huge fan of rare cooked juicy meats, and the first first thing I loved about the burger was that it was cooked perfectly - pink in the middle, seared on the outside, and incredibly juicy and flavorful. The blend of beef in the burger was fantastic.

They used just the right amount of cheese, and I enjoyed the crispness of the pink pickled onions, though I think some extra raw onions would have been good too.

I'm not a huge French fry (chips) lover, so instead I decided to go for a side salad and their famous chicken wings.

The side salad, dressed in a light herb vinaigrette, was alright, but nothing special.

Along with burgers, Patty & Bun is known in London for their chicken wings. I ordered the "Winger Winger Chicken Dinner," which were smoked confit chicken wings smothered in barbecue sauce.

I wasn't a big fan of the chicken wings, they were too soft for me, almost no texture to them, just softness and sweet barbecue sauce.

Overall, I enjoyed the burger the most at Patty & Bun. If you're looking for a good burger in London, go check them out.

Address: 54 James Street, London W1U 1HE, United Kingdom
Open hours: 12 noon - 11 pm

Ameyayokocho Market: Tokyo's Most Exciting Street Market

Tokyo teems with dozens of markets and shopping areas, and sometimes it feels like the entire city is a single mega shopping district.

While I was exploring Tokyo, I spent quite a lot of time in the Ameyayokocho Market, a series of walking shopping streets.

The name of the market translates to "candy shop alley," and while you will find some sweets vendors, it's now turned into an everything alley.

Entrance to Ameyayokocho Market, Tokyo, Japan

Located in the Ueno district of town, adjacent to the Ueno train station (a major rail transport hub in Tokyo), the market is made up of several streets that parallel the elevated railroad track.

The market is more of an afternoon and night market, so if you go in the morning, most things will be closed and the streets empty.

Go in the afternoon or evening, and it's an entirely different story.

One of the things I loved about the Ameyayokocho Market was the variety of what was available.

Next to a shop filled with nail polish, you'll find a fishmonger slicing up fresh sashimi.

There are cosmetic shops, clothing stores, shoe stores, military gear stores, casinos, comic book stores, anime character shops, snacks and street food vendors, and everything in-between.

Along with the variety of what was available at the market, I also enjoyed how international it was.

There appeared to be people from around the entire world walking through the market and enjoying the lively atmosphere. The action is always exciting to experience.

A market would not be complete without some street food snacks, and one of the most beloved Japanese savory treats is an octopus pancake cooked in the shape of a golf ball, known as takoyaki.

The takoyaki I had at the market was not the best version I've ever had, but it was one of the cheapest versions I had in all of Tokyo.

Plus, the self-service on toppings, like seaweed flakes and mayo, was a bonus.

For a sweet snack, you can try the fish-shaped taiyaki pancakes, filled with a choice of creamy custard or sweet red beans.

I'm more of a salty kind of snacker, but my wife loved the fish-shaped snacks.

Underneath the railroad track at the Ameyayokocho Market, especially in the late afternoon, when most people finish work, there are many Izakaya bars where you can sample delicious skewers of yakitori and chase them down with beer or sake.

In the evening, these places are packed out, and it can even be a challenge to find an empty table.

After some people watching, shopping, drinking, and street food snacking, you'll probably want to sit down for a more fulfilling meal. The market has plenty of options for the hungry.

There are many mid-range dining options, some of which are located up a flight or two of stairs, where you can choose to eat just about any Japanese food you're craving.

The ground level is home to numerous fast-food type restaurants serving things like rice and Japanese curry, bowls of ramen, and conveyor belt sushi. It's safe to say, you won't go hungry.

Since I was staying at a hotel just a short walk from the Ameyayokocho Market, I ate at numerous restaurants in the area, including Go!Go!Curry!, and a bunch of places that I couldn't read the names of.

There was even a cluster of fantastic looking shack-sized Chinese street food stalls within the market that looked good, but I never had a chance to eat at.

If you're unsure about going on your own, you can always join a Tokyo food tour in Ueno.

Ameyayokocho Market is one of the best markets to experience in Tokyo if you love shopping, food, and culture, in an action-filled environment.

Planning to explore more of Japan? Book budget-friendly train passes here!

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Santa Cruz de la Sierra, a Relaxing City in Bolivia

A week after my fingertips began to feel the effects of the high altitude on my trip through the Bolivian Altiplano, I finally touched down in semi-tropical Santa Cruz de la Sierra (Elev: 416 m or 1,365 ft).

My flight from Sucre arrived at the smaller, older El Trompillo Airport, closer to the city center where I would be staying.

Later, I would fly to La Paz from Bolivia's most modern airport, Viru Viru International Airport.

Santa Cruz de la Sierra as seen from a tower in the Cathedral — Santa Cruz de la Sierra, as seen from a tower in the Cathedral

The city of Santa Cruz de la Sierra (also known simply as Santa Cruz) is organized in concentric rings, with the historic center smack dab in the middle.

Plaza 24 de Septiembre is at the heart of the historic center and was named after the anniversary of an uprising that led to the city's independence from Spain.

Here, I spent five days relaxing at an altitude as close to sea level as you'll find in Bolivia.

The oxygen-rich air aided in the healing of my fingertips, which slowly began to return to normal (despite going through a waxy-feeling phase).

Plaza 24 de Septiembre quickly became one of my favorite plazas in Latin America, not only because of its size and tree cover but also because of the wonderfully restored buildings surrounding it.

I passed the days by soaking up the sunshine while going for walks and sampling traditional Bolivian snacks like cuñapé (delicious yuca and cheese bread).

If I hadn't been in a rush to return to Lima for my first trip to the Amazon, I would've stayed longer to explore two UNESCO World Heritage Sites in the region, the Jesuit Missions of the Chiquitos and Fuerte de Samaipata.

Related: Escape from Uyuni, Bolivia

The city's cathedral dominates the main plaza, known as Plaza 24 de Septiembre — The city's cathedral (Basilica Menor de San Lorenzo) dominates the central plaza, Plaza 24 de Septiembre.

Looking down the long nave of the Cathedral in Santa Cruz de la Sierra, Bolivia. — Looking down the long nave of the Cathedral.

Plaza 24 de Septiembre in Santa Cruz de la Sierra — Plaza 24 de Septiembre in Santa Cruz, Bolivia.

One of the streets bordering Plaza 24 de Septiembre, complete with beautifully restored buildings — One of the streets bordering Plaza 24 de Septiembre has beautifully restored buildings.

The Palace Theater (1920) now serves as a cinema in Santa Cruz de la Sierra.

Colorful graffiti on a wall behind the Cathedral — Colorful graffiti is on a wall behind the cathedral.

Churchgoers stream out of the Cathedral after a service one night. I was eating dinner on a nearby rooftop restaurant. — Churchgoers stream out of the Santa Cruz Cathedral after service. I was eating dinner at a nearby rooftop restaurant.

How to Use Your Smartphone in Europe, Without Going Broke!

Summer has finally arrived in Europe! The days are getting longer, the bars are fully stocked, and the hostels are all getting booked up.

The beauty of backpacking in Europe is the plethora of ways to travel and see the continent available to budget-conscious travelers.

However, it is not so easy to find a way of using your much-loved smartphone cheaply in every country of your trip.

Did you know that a Megabyte of data for an American on AT&T costs $19.97 per MB, and calls are as much as $1.50 per minute?

This is why it is an excellent idea to get a European SIM card for your trip this summer so that you're not left with a horrendous surprise waiting on your doormat when you get back!

An excellent option for a European SIM card is LeFrenchMobile, a multi-lingual prepaid SIM designed especially for visitors coming to Europe on backpacking vacations.

A LeFrenchMobile SIM will let you:

Make calls from any European Union (EU) country to another EU number from €0.19/min ($0.26/min)
Facebook, tweet and browse the web in any EU country from just €0.07/MB ($0.09/MB)
Get it delivered worldwide before you leave

Don't forget that to use a European SIM card. You will need to have an unlocked phone. If your phone is currently locked, you will need to ask your current provider to get it unlocked.

So to avoid stressing from high roaming fees - order yourself a European SIM card from LeFrenchMobile's website, and then you can sit back, relax and upload that Facebook selfie straight from the Eiffel Tower.

*AT&T's international calling and data rates can be found on http://www.att.com/att/global/#voice - the rate quoted is the "Pay-Per-Use Rate" and is correct as of the 17^th April 2014.

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Sucre: Bolivia's Constitutional Capital in Photos

The constitutional capital of Bolivia is Sucre, though the power of government has since shifted to La Paz, which most people now think of as the country's capital.

The Supreme Court is still located in Sucre, and unlike La Paz, Sucre is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

I wasted no time departing Potosí after my silver mine tour.

I and a few others from the hostel shared a private taxi for the journey, which lasted two to three hours.

A beautiful example of republican architecture, the Chuquisaca Governorship Palace was the initial Palace of Government when it was completed in 1896. — A beautiful example of republican architecture, the Chuquisaca Governorship Palace was the initial Palace of Government completed in 1896.

More so than any other city in South America to date, Sucre reminded me of Medellín, Colombia.

At an elevation of 2,810 meters, it's quite a bit higher, and with only 300,000 people, it's smaller, but the feeling of a city surrounded by the mountains was the same.

I was hoping the lower elevation would alleviate the problem in my fingertips, but I had to go lower still, so I only spent a few nights before hopping a flight to Santa Cruz de la Sierra.

The Metropolitan Cathedral, built from 1559 to 1712, is so large, it's hard to capture in a single photo.

Statue of Mariscal Jose Antonio Sucre, the first president of Bolivia, in Plaza 25 de Mayo. The park's name recognizes the date Bolivians began to declare their independence from Spain in 1809.

This building marks one of the corners of Plaza 25 de Mayo.

Another well-preserved building (this one is not located in Plaza 25 de Mayo).

Spicy chicken in red pepper sauce, with rice and potatoes — My first dinner in Sucre was at Pueblo Chico restaurant. I ordered the spicy chicken in red pepper sauce, with rice and potatoes.

La Recoleta Monastery, founded in 1601. I was informed it was too dangerous to visit the top of the hill seen in the background.

Detailed view of the entrance to La Recoleta. There's a museum inside the monastery.

My colorful lunch at the Mirador Cafe. I believe it's chicken smothered in cheese and surrounded by vegetables.

Dinosaur footprints can be seen running straight up this quarry wall at the Parque Creatico outside of Sucre.

Observation deck and air traffic control tower at Sucre's Lajas Tambo Airport.

My Aerocon flight from Sucre to Santa Cruz de la Sierra.

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The Historic City of Sucre became a World Heritage Site in 1991.

Click here for the complete list of UNESCO sites Dave has visited during his travels.

London's Saturday Broadway Market

[L]ondon is full of great weekend markets, one of them being Broadway Market.

Like with nearly every market in the city, there's a history that goes with it. Beginning in the 1890's, people on Broadway Market street (before it had the name) started selling all sorts of things, mostly good quality food.

The market continued to develop and was a well-known spot in London for fresh fruits and vegetables, and a place where you could get tradition food, and socialize with the community.

But as time moved on and London modernized, Broadway Market started to fade. In the 1980's, with the economy not doing so well, the market pretty much came to an end.

The good news is, starting in 2004, there was a renaissance, and the market was relaunched, this time as a Saturday market each week.

Now, most vendors open from 9 am - 5 pm each Saturday.

When I was in London, we headed over one Saturday morning to walk around and sample some of the food available.

There were a number of fresh meat and vegetable vendors, many selling high quality organic produce.

I wanted to buy it all, but since I had no kitchen, I went directly for the prepared food, which makes up the majority of the market.

My first snack was a beautiful slice of smoked salmon from the Atlantic, on a slice of extremely crusty bread.

The salmon was stacked on top of the bread, topped with a spoon of sauce that tasted like a combination of cream cheese and mayonnaise, and finally a piece of fresh dill.

It was amazing!

There were all sorts of delicious English sweets and cakes, as well as quite a few international foods from around the world as well.

The next food that really commanded my attention was a lady at the far end of the market who sold Scotch eggs.

A Scotch egg is basically an egg that's surrounded by sausage, covered in breadcrumbs, and deep-fried. This was my first time to ever try one, so I was thrilled - could there be anything better than eggs and sausage in ball form?

She had a number of different types, including one wrapped in chorizo, but I had to go with the haggis, a sausage made from sheep's pluck.

It was amazing, the egg was gooey and slightly runny, and the haggis surrounding it was meaty and delicious.

Along with food, what I really loved about Broadway Market in London was the atmosphere.

The market has a real friendly and community feel to it. It's a place where friends in the area come to hang out on a Saturday, eat some delicious food, and spend good times with friends and family.

Throughout the market, there were a number of musicians and artists who livened up the mood!

What I really liked about Broadway Market was not only the delicious food to sample, but also the friendly neighborhood feel to it. In a city the size of London, it's just great to walk around a calm and peaceful market - and the delicious food is great too.

Along with many traditional foods to try, there are also quite a few international vendors as well. I didn't have stomach space this time, but next time I'll be trying the Ghanaian food!

If you are in London on a Saturday, and if you love to eat and hang out, you should make it a point to visit Broadway Market.

Potosí Silver Mine Tour at Bolivia's Cerro Rico

Thwaaaack! The force of my hard plastic helmet smacking against a wooden crossbeam in the dimly lit Potosí silver mine tunnel left me momentarily stunned.

Only seconds earlier, Julio, a former miner, and our tour guide had warned us to look up, not down, as we entered a working mine in Cerro de Potosí, better known as Cerro Rico ("Rich Hill").

Bolivia's Cerro Rico (mountain) glows red at sunset — Cerro Rico glows red at sunset.

GO, GO, GO!

I had no more than a few seconds to regain my composure and appreciate the fact that I wasn't gushing blood from my forehead before I was urged to continue jogging deeper into the mine.

One-ton steel carts full of rock and ore could come screaming down the rails running through the narrow tunnel at any moment.

Julio had warned us if you're not in a safe place when they do, you're in grave physical danger.

I continued jogging but quickly found myself out of breath.

At 4,090 meters (13,420 feet), Potosí is the world's highest major city.

The mine we were entering was even higher, at 4,200 meters (13,779 feet), with the peak of Cerro Rico reaching 4,824 meters (15,827 ft).

Having spent the previous three days crossing the Bolivian Altiplano and the five days before that acclimatizing in the Atacama Desert, I thought I'd be okay doing the tour after only one night's rest in Potosí.

I was wrong.

It didn't help that we were in a tiny, dark, and enclosed space.

An entirely alien environment to anything I'd ever experienced. Compressed air hissed from pipes bringing oxygen into the mine.

I wasn't aware of it at the time, but a giant sinkhole had developed near the peak in 2011, and geologists warned the whole mountain was at risk of collapse due to how much it has been hollowed out over the last 500 years.

Our guide warned us not to touch anything yet said there was no need for face masks because the mine we were entering was wet, keeping airborne particulate down.

What was I doing inside an active third-world mine so dangerous it had claimed millions of lives?

And more importantly, how long was I going to last?

Coca leaves are chewed religiously by Bolivian silver miners at Cerro Rico. — Coca leaves are chewed religiously by miners.

Arriving in Potosí

Having missed my flight out of Uyuni, I traveled by bus to Sucre to catch a flight to Santa Cruz de la Sierra.

I was in a rush because my fingertips were still not feeling right, a symptom of altitude sickness.

I'd begun taking Diamox and vitamins the day before to ease my symptoms on a Bolivian doctor's advice.

While I wasn't feeling immediately better, I wasn't feeling any worse.

Before heading for lower elevations, I decided to squeeze in a night in Potosí, along with a tour of what was once the world's largest silver mine.

The bus arrived in Potosí at 3:30 PM, and I made my way to the colorful Koala Den hostel, where I quickly met some travelers who'd heard good things about Greengo Tours.

Within an hour of my arrival, I went with several of them to book a tour for the following day.

I then spent the remaining hour of daylight walking around Potosí, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and back in the 17th Century, one of the wealthiest cities in the Western Hemisphere.

Old churches showed signs of the Potosí's former grandeur.

Today, Potosí is the capital of the poorest department of South America's most impoverished country.

Our guide, Julio César Morales Zambrana, previously worked at the Potosí silver mine. — Our guide, Julio César Morales Zambrana, is a former miner

Miner's Market

The following day, I enjoyed a big breakfast courtesy of the hostel before heading out to the Greengo Tours office with several others at 9 AM.

There, we met our passionate Bolivian guide, Julio César Morales Zambrana, a former miner with the 10 de Noviembre miner's cooperative, operating in the Pampa Oruro mine.

In 1989, he began learning English and transitioned from working in the Potosí silver mine to working as a tour guide and translator.

We boarded a local bus to the Miner's Market, a place where miners can shop for their tools of the trade, as well as their vices.

They can buy everything from coca leaves and cigarettes to electric headlamps and dynamite.

We were all aware ahead of time that we'd need to chip in and buy the miner's "gifts" at the market.

Julio was a character, but it was clear he cared deeply about miners and their welfare.

Julio explained the importance of coca leaves, which the men chew religiously both inside and outside the mine.

The documented benefits of this Andean tradition are numerous, including help with high altitudes, appetite suppression, improved digestion, and boosts in energy.

I'd tried chewing coca leaves during the Salkantay trek to Machu Picchu but didn't care for it.

Sticking dynamite in my mouth. — Fun with dynamite

He also showed us the cheap cigarettes the guys like to smoke in the mine.

As if inhaling asbestos, arsenic, and other cancer-causing agents aren't harmful enough, many smoke tobacco.

Another favorite is plastic bottles filled with 96% alcohol. Yes, the miners drink almost pure alcohol during their breaks in the Potosí silver mine.

And that leads us to dynamite, the essential explosive for blasting new tunnels through the increasingly hollowed-out Cerro Rico.

In one of the shops, we learned dynamite in and of itself is neither delicate nor dangerous. To prove this point, I stuck a stick in my mouth for a cheeky photo.

I asked Julio about buying face masks, but he said the mine was low enough and wet enough to be necessary.

This sounded strange to me, but with nobody else worried about masks, I didn't go out of my way to buy one.

[Sidenote: Theoretically, it makes sense, but given the trouble I had breathing sans mask, if I'd bought one, I'd probably have taken it off once inside the mine.]

By the end of our trip through the market, we'd all chipped in to buy various gifts for the miners, which we had to carry ourselves.

I made the mistake of paying for a two-liter bottle of soda that Julio suggested. I was then responsible for carrying the heaviest possible object.

I recommend buying the coca leaves or dynamite instead for those who've yet to take the tour.

Leaving the market; Cerro Rico looms large in the distance. — Leaving the market, Cerro Rico looms in the distance

Suiting Up

From the miner's market, we walked to a small staging area inside a dilapidated building.

A room contained the protective gear we would need to wear before entering the mine.

Everyone in the group put on oversized pants, green jackets, rubber boots, and a plastic helmet attached with a battery-powered electric headlamp.

We were each given a bag to carry our gifts, plus bottled water and cameras.

Due to the dust in the bags and mines, you must bring a protective case or bag for your camera.

Alternatively, use a dust/shock/waterproof camera.

We also had the chance to use the bathroom here, which I recommend doing as you may be spending several hours in the mine without another opportunity.

Entrance to the Potosí silver mine we toured. — Entrance to the mine we visited

Outside the Potosí Silver Mine

At a quarter to noon, we arrived at the 27 de Marzo mining cooperative. If ever there was an entrance to Hell, this was it.

Old mining carts littered the grounds; garbage was everywhere. Brisk winds whipped up clouds of dirt.

Llama blood was splattered on the buildings and smeared thickly across a sign above the entrance, offerings by the miners to Pachamama ("Mother Earth").

The remains of those llamas, some bones and hair, could still be seen in metal buckets on the ground. Julio explained there'd been a sacrifice recently.

The primarily Catholic miners believe in God above ground.

On the other hand, Cerro Rico, known colloquially as "the mountain that eats men," is ruled by a demon called Tío.

In addition to consuming the coca leaves, cigarettes, and alcohol themselves, these items are also given as offerings to appease Tío inside the mountain.

It is believed that if you make Tío happy, he'll reward you with the discovery of a large mineral deposit (silver if you're lucky).

But if you do something to upset or anger him, Potosí silver miners are injured or killed in accidents such as cave-ins.

Wearing protective gear provided to us, including rubber boots and a battery-powered headlamp.

Cerro Rico was once the largest silver mine in the world.

The Spanish used slave labor to extract tens of thousands of tons of silver, with three to eight million people dying in the process.

Today, little silver is left, leaving the miners to risk their lives searching for less precious metals like tin, lead, zinc, and copper.

Those who survive accidents and cave-ins in the short term remain are at risk for Silicosis and other respiratory illnesses in the long term.

It's a well-known fact that everyone who works in the mine is trading an income two to three times the minimum wage for a reduced life expectancy.

Many career miners die by the age of 40.

Unfortunately, there are few other employment options for these hardworking and courageous men.

Before entering the mine, we briefly sat around, chewing some coca leaves with miners.

Like chewing tobacco, I find it a nasty habit, though given these men spent most of the day inside the mountain, I can't blame them for doing anything that helps take the edge off their work.

Julio gave us a final safety briefing before we entered the tunnel, warning us about the need to run when we first go in as there's nowhere for us to go if a mining cart comes flying down the tracks toward the exit.

Even the men "controlling" it would be unable to entirely stop such a heavy moving object before it was to hit any of us.

We had to depend on Julio timing our entry correctly.

At the very least, it's possible to hear an early warning sound made by the vibrations of the cart against the rails.

Here that sound, and you need to find an alcove, lest you be run over immediately.

The entrance to the silver mine is covered in llama blood, offerings to the Pachamama. — The entrance is covered in llama blood, a routine offering to Pachamama.

Inside the Mine

Once Julio ushered us inside the Potosí silver mine, the race was on.

The sunlight faded quickly, and we were left with the light from our electric headlamps and some lights the miners were using.

Within meters of entering the mine, I ran straight into that crossbeam.

Had I been given a cheaper helmet, I'd have been knocked flat on my ass.

Thankfully, that wasn't the case, and I was able to continue jogging deeper into the mine, though now hunched down as low as possible.

Thirty seconds later, we were able to stop and catch our breath. I was breathing heavily.

I've never hyperventilated in my life, but I imagined it must've felt like what I was experiencing.

Before I was ready to continue, Julio urged us on.

There was a second guide who was following up on the rear for safety reasons.

I quickly fell behind as we made our way further into the mine.

In every nook where we stopped, Julio would explain a little more about the inner workings of the mine, but I couldn't take my mind off my breath.

Julio said that if any of us were having problems for our safety and that of the miners, let him know, and the other guide would lead us out.

He looked at me specifically, and I acknowledged his warning.

But what my mind wanted, my body did not, and after 30 minutes in the mine, I turned to the assistant guide and waved the white flag.

Until that point, to his credit, he had been very supportive and encouraging.

My fear of having a panic attack (exacerbated by the difficulty breathing due to the altitude) won out over delving deeper.

Looking toward the top of Cerro Rico in Potosí, Bolivia. — Looking up toward the top of Cerro Rico

Exit Plan

The assistant guide relayed the message to Julio, and I confirmed my wish to make an early exit.

The assistant led me out the way we came but left me on my own for the remaining 100 meters. It was 100 of the scariest meters I've ever walked.

The fear of a mining cart plowing me down from behind was present in my mind every second and every step of the way.

I felt alone, despite passing a few miners heading in the opposite direction.

I'd only been in the mine for 40 minutes, but seeing the cylinder of sunlight stream through the exit was exhilarating.

My time waiting outside the mine was longer than anticipated.

While the rest of my group was giving out gifts to the miners, listening to their stories, tasting 96% alcohol, and feeling the vibrations of dynamite being detonated, I was left to entertain myself on the outside.

I noticed that regardless of how filthy they were exiting the mine, the miners cleaned themselves up with great care before descending into town.

I spoke with a few miners in Spanish, took photos, and paced back and forth.

I asked to use a bathroom and then regretted having done so after seeing more than one pile of human feces on the floor next to the squat toilets.

Two hours passed, and I was starting to worry. Where was the group? Were they okay? Do Julio's tours usually spend so much time inside the Potosí silver mine?

Eventually, they did come out, much to my relief.

I was beyond bored by that point and wanted nothing more than to get off the wind-swept, trash-filled mountain.

On the bus ride back to central Potosí, Julio apologized for the length of time inside the mine.

He said he got carried away talking to the miners, his friends.

At that point, I didn't care and was almost thankful my time was limited to 40 minutes.

It was enough. I'd entered the mountain that eats men, a verifiable Hell on Earth, and come out to tell the tale.

Child labor is a present-day reality inside the Potosí silver mine at Cerro Rico -- another fact I was unaware of when I visited.

The Devil's Miner is an award-winning documentary about these child workers.

The full version in Spanish is available on YouTube, and the DVD with English subtitles can be purchased on Amazon.

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The City of Potosí became a World Heritage Site in 1987.

Click here for the complete list of UNESCO sites Dave has visited during his travels.

Hanauma Bay Nature Preserve on Oahu

Hanauma Bay, located southeast of Honolulu, on Oahu, Hawaii, is one of the most popular attractions on the island.

Every day, thousands of tourists and locals from Hawaii show up at this beautiful natural bay carved into a crater and surrounded by green mountain walls.

Hanauma Bay is more than just a beach; it's a nature preserve and a sea life sanctuary known for its coral reef and abundance of marine life.

You can come to do some swimming and relax on the beach, but most people visit to enjoy the world-class snorkeling.

Snorkeling at Hanauma Bay is one of the best things to do in Oahu with kids.

Hanauma Bay is a nature preserve operated by the state - so it's a protected area - and that's great because it also means that the natural environment is regulated and maintained.

You have a nice view of Koko Head Crater, another excellent place to visit, and the nearby Makapu'u Lighthouse trail from the parking lot.

The parking lot is at the top of the bay, so after parking, make sure you first get an overview look of the gorgeous bay below.

You can see the incredible coral reef formations and even spot some schools of fish in the crystal clear water below.

Also, if you visit at the right time of the year and have a bit of luck, you might be able to spot a humpback whale in the distance (just outside of the bay, there are intense blue waters, and it's a prime spot for whale watching).

After paying the entrance fee, you are first required to go into the Marine Education Center and watch a short film about marine conservation, the do's and don'ts for taking care of the reef, and some brief information about Hanauma Bay.

Though it might be a bit boring, and you'll want the film to be over so you can get to the cool water below, it's an excellent way to make more people are aware of what it takes to preserve and care for the reef and bay.

Quiet beach, benefit of going early — Quiet beach, the benefit of going early

It takes about five minutes to walk to the beach below from the top parking lot.

Alternatively, there's a small trolley, and for a small fee, you can ride down or up if you need to.

The beach itself is stunning, with coarse brown sand, green mountain walls, and calm lapping water that's clear and refreshing.

It's best if you have your own mask and snorkel, but you can rent a set along the beach if you don't.

During your visit to Honolulu, taking a day trip to Hanauma Bay is a stunning beach to see and an opportunity to explore the many colorful and unique fish and marine life Hawaii has to offer

See the official park website to confirm Hanauma Bay's current hours and entry requirements.

Open hours: 6:45 am - 1:30 pm (closed on Mondays and Tuesdays)
Entrance fee: $7.50

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