Meet David Wray. My dad! Not only is he my father, but an inspiring traveler. “Work hard, play hard” is a phrase I could relate to him. He has never let anything, even a busy and tiring career, get in the way of traveling. While I was growing up, he took my mom and I to Jamaica, through Mexico, and in my 7th grade year, he took me to Peru. Whether it was by nuture or nature, I obviously inherited the travel bug from him. He is still traveling whenever he can today, but mostly, by motorcycle.
I’ve taken a mini break from blogging last week. I first decided to do this because I was becoming overwhelmed with my writing class and keeping up with blogging, then I encountered some pretty awful situations here in Korea. I hope to share these on my blog soon, but I’m going to have to wait and see how things pan out.
In the meantime, I wanted to reflect on some old travels and bring attention to a place that many people don’t think to visit when in South America, the Galapagos Islands.
I’ve traveled through Central America, Argentina and Ecuador on buses. I wouldn’t have traveled around any other way. While each region has differences in their bus systems, there are many things to be said about Latin American bus travel as a whole. Here is my comprehensive round-up for making your Latin American travel plans a reality on a backpacker’s budget.
The faces of the Andean Highlands are those of a modern contradiction. A charming and radiant smile peers through a dirty and fatigued face. A striking tapestry worn on the shoulders of a woman is as piercing as the look in her eyes, but the tired wrinkles tell another story. A subtle glance from one culture transfers to another, connecting for one moment, but forgotten the next.
Quito is the capital of Ecuador, a country sandwiched between two more well-known Andean countries: Colombia and Peru. I happened to spend 3 months there doing an internship for my college degree. While here, I acquired a love-hate relationship with the place, and I still have some mixed emotions about it.
A city with the best of both worlds. Latin American vibrancy and chaos, mixed with European refinement and class. Argentina is an enchanting mixture of its own, and this characteristic is what made me fall in love with it.