My live as a traveller starts on August 2, 2003...
As a little boy I always had the dream to build my own sailing boat and sail around the world. Now I was 24 and had studied and worked for about 7 year as a yacht builder. I liked my job, but there was still something missing, the adventure. I wanted more adventure in my live, I wanted to see more of the world. But I also had a good job which I liked and I had plans to go for floor-manager in the company I worked for.
However I really like to travel, it wasn´t an easy decision to quit my job and to go on a journey of 11 months through Latin America.
About the consequences of this decision, the places I´ve been and the things I´ve done, you can read in the stories below, one thing is for sure; I´ve never regret my decision.
I first wrote my stories in Dutch and later translated them into English. Especially within my first stories you will notice that I´m not only practising my Spanish during this trip, but also my English needs to improve a lot. I hope this is not too disturbing and I really hope you like to read about my experiences and maybe they can convince you to go travelling as well...
On request of some other travellers who were curious after my future experience, I´ve decided to try to write an English travel report also.
My journey started on 2-8-2003 at Mexico City, with a strange feeling in my stomach. I was exited; my journey had finally begun, but also a little afraid. The next 11 months i would be al on my own and when I will return, I´m not even sure if will get my job back?
Ok, don´t worry and don´t think about it.
Mexico City, a big dirty city with, during the day, a lot of things to see and do, but before and after I felt it a stinky, dirty and boring city. But maybe you have to know where to go? My best experience were; meeting other travellers, seeing Teotihuacan and travelling with, I think, the cheapest and fastest subway in the world. My worst experience were; getting serious ribbed off (we needed to pay much too much at a bar), stomach problems on the 3e day (food?) and running in the ¨fresh¨ morning air of the city....
Up to Oaxaca. A friendly town with lots of things around to see. Of course you can go to the ruins of Monte Alban, but I will also recommend to go to Apoalla, a very small village nearby and to stay there for at least one night between the rocks and nearby a beautiful waterfall, before you go back to Oaxaca!
A lot of people I met in Oaxaca came from or went to Porto Escondino, so I decided to go there too. Although there were 2 nice beaches surrounded by rocks, the main beaches and the village were not very special. I think this is only a nice place to go to if you can surf and if you don´t stay in hostel Shalon.
Following the advice of other travellers, I went up to Manzute. I felt immediately at home! Beautiful surrounding, beaches, hospitable atmosphere, some friendly travellers and not (yet) too many travellers, I hope it stays like that???? After three days I had to say goodbye, a little sad, but too much time doing nothing is not good for my.
Now I´m sitting in Tuxla and ask myself why? The city is not that bad, but everything I wanted to visit today was closed or half closed. I hope the Canyon is still open tomorrow????