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How to manage your money when travelling in Latin America
"How could you be so complacent as to arrive with no money??? You've travelled the world... for years.... How could you possibly have let this happen???" That was all I could hear from the voice inside my head as I stood at the baggage carousel...
Overnight bus travel in South America – A Survival Guide
I love travelling by night bus in South America. There's a sentence you won't hear often. But I do, I LOVE IT. Most people will give an array of horrid cramped experiences. And they're telling you the truth, it's a tough experience. But a wonderful one. Why do I love night bus travel in South America?
A Tribute to my fallen Brother
My younger brother was determined to live his life to the fullest to his very last breath. Among many amazing things, Bryce was also a traveller. When life threw him a massive curve ball he strapped on his backpack and off he went. Intent on Living.
“We knew a different life. We were tough… rugged… worn.
Our faces were creased with the rays of endless summers, smile lines etched into the corners of our mouths and eyes. The soles of our feet were rough… firmly grounded. Our skin scraped and toughened. Our hands had touched memory… our tongues had spoken different languages… our minds were as clear as the early morning sky in a hot summer. We knew, in the moments that had been, why we were here. We felt our own presence.
We were not beautiful in the conventional sense. But our eyes sparkled, imprinted with the beauty of the far corners of the earth. Our souls shone with this brightness… our hearts burned… for we had lived.
We had lived each day intentionally. We had felt awe. We had experienced life. Real life on our terms. The way we chose. We had no boundaries. Life was ours for the taking and we grabbed onto it with both hands. It was our time…
… it was our Time as Travellers… ” – K.Casey