By BLYTHE S.
Published: September 25, 2009
Korea can be quite an odd place. People do weird shit in Korea. People say weird shit in Korea. This blog contains eight examples of weird shit people have recently said and done in Korea.
By BAY OLIVER
Published: September 20, 2009
It seems that on a small island, with little else to do other than relax, read and swim, you start to get creative in areas where you really, really shouldn't.
By BLYTHE S.
Published: September 20, 2009
From persistent Nigerians, to slobbery Americans and elderly Koreans with umbrellas... these are the peaks and valleys of Seoul.
By BAY OLIVER
Published: September 6, 2009
A trek from Xela to Lago de Atitlan sees monsoonal rain, bruised toes and blisters to boot.
By GREG MAFFETT
Published: September 4, 2009
But Friday, not so much
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 31, 2009
An earth-shattering awakening at Fuentes Georginas in Guatemala
By BLYTHE S.
Published: August 29, 2009
Mimes, toilet paper and a bizarre Korean fact
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 25, 2009
Ensuring my newly learned Spanish does not disappear like an unattended bag at a Central American bus station...
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 23, 2009
Pullman buses - the cheap and fast way to get around Guatemala.
By BLYTHE S.
Published: August 22, 2009
One interesting conversation, two less interesting conversations, and a bizarre Korean fact.
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 21, 2009
Two weeks went by so fast, but now I at least know how to say more than 'Hola!'
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 10, 2009
Guatemala is everything and nothing like I expected, with contradictions at every corner and a smile just an 'hola!' away.
By KYRA FREEBURG
Published: August 4, 2009
A short about choosing... changing styles for better or worse.
By BAY OLIVER
Published: August 2, 2009
The last two stops on the North American leg of our 8-month adventure are back in Canada, our home for the last three years, and bring back lots of memories.
By BAY OLIVER
Published: July 30, 2009
Four nights in New Paltz, and all of a sudden I think I'm Michael Jackson. Why-oh-why do I let things go this far?