And we are back. Back to San Cristobal, for the third time now. It was easy enough to choose the place to celebrate New Year and the sixth anniversary to our snowy encounter, before wrapping up all 14,000 miles of this Central American GreenGo road-trip. If we ever open a hostel/gallery/internet café in Mexico - we both agreed that it will be in ( Read more... )

May all your wishes come true and life would prove itself a worthy adventure!

Our gift to you: Experiments in Macro


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Every time we reach this stage, an end to yet another chapter of the trip, I have mixed feelings. They are so mixed; I don't know what they are. I don't want to leave, but it's time to move on ( Read more... )

To understand why we went to Bonampak, I must first tell you about Luis. He came as a package deal with the Tikal sunrise-tour, which was the only way into the site at that hour. He was a good guide, at least this is what we thought at the time, though a little pretentious repeatedly telling us what page we could find his name on in the Lonely ( Read more... )

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San Cristobal, you are a saint! Yes, yes, I know San Cristobal is a saint, but I'm talking about the amazing town of San Cristobal de las Casas in Mexico where we came back after almost a month journey in the Yucatan Peninsula and entered a magical zone where not only souls find peace and are able to unwind and relax, but harddrives as well succumb ( Read more... )

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Unfortunate but true, just like the book said, Villahermosa was not living up to its name. It was by far not a villa anymore, but a big town, and the only hermoso thing around was supposed to be the Park-Museum La Venta, were the original giant Olmec heads were put on display after being dug out in the nearby La Venta ( Read more... )

The day was shit. No better word for it. Everything was wrong - our mood, the whether, the Coleman stove not working. We camped on a sea shore, but there was no breeze as we sat in the van, that seemed hotter and smaller then usual, for an hour - Shurik trying to fix the burner, and I, with the four eggs in my hands, ready to leap into breakfast ( Read more... )

It's a bird! It's a plane! No! It's Shupermen! Coming up from the depth of a cenote where his secret hideout is buried among the many limestone caves created millions of years ago by cracks as a result of a huge meteor hitting the earth.


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