Hitchhiking around the Darien Gap – Jungle Fever
The speedboat station in Turbo was crowded like the Tokyo Metro at rush hour. I was there on time, 08:30am but of course there…
The speedboat station in Turbo was crowded like the Tokyo Metro at rush hour. I was there on time, 08:30am but of course there…
Maybe I should describe the recent 5 hours a little closer. I sat on a bus thinking we would go to the 600km far…
After rushing through Venezuela I finally made it to Brazil. Here my hitchhiking trip actually started. Upcoming a story from my journal. Friday, January…
So I had arrived to Venezuela. All papers stamped. Behind me the goddamn ocean and finally i had 8000km roads (one exception) in between…
11 o’clock. Time to cast off. After an Indian explained us – as politely and firmly as Indians explain things – that we are…
After the most catastrophic but exciting day of blockade in Peru, I went to Juliaca to black ride a freight train. I had never…
The day started promising. The hostel warden of my 2,20€ Alojamento gave me a lecture about how bad people are, especially in Peru and Bolivia….
After the two exciting days in the Bolivian highlands I was back on paved roads. I started my day following the illusion that this…