LOBITOS, LA CASONA AND THE GOOD VIBES

Not my photo but I hope the owner doesnt mind 

Chronologically, next post has to be about Chile but Im skipping a few countries in South America in order to post this one cos I wanna  record it while all the memories and images are still fresh in my head.

After 5 days on a boat coming from Iquitos and a 24 hour bus marathon, I finally made it to Talara, a small town in the north of Peru. Checked my email quickly cos I knew that my mum was probably going crazy (didn’t use internet for 11 days while in the jungle, the longest so far) and got a minivan to Lobitos where I was supposed to volunteer in a surf hostel. That’s all I knew apart from the few photos they had posted on the website. (Volunteering in Lobitos). 

La Casona

It turned out to be the best decision I’ve made. More than 15 months of travelling and not spending more than 4, 5 days at one place I was getting a bit tired. And La Casona just happened to be my little paradise. And not only mine J.

No wonder no one wanted to leave, everyone (guests and volunteers) stayed much longer than they planned. The views, the waves, the people...everything counts and makes you wanna stay forever. I don´t wanna bore you here, the photos speak enough. 

AUSSIELAND - Perth to Adelaide or London to Moscow?

Bunda cliffs in Nullabor plain

Eucla sand dunes

One of Foo´s photographic masterpieces 

So cute and lazy

London to Moscow or Perth to Adelaide? 

Not m we didn’t stop at Adelaide, the last stop was Melbourne.uch difference, distance wise, 2700km. And

The driving distances are mind-boggling, the terrain can be challenging but it is so big and offers such a big variety of things to do and see that you easily forget that your bum hurts after a 800 km drive...One of the countries on my "I would always want to go back" list. So many things you can see or do only here and nowhere else around the world. If i have to describe Australia shortly it would be: drive, drive, drive and WOW, amazing. Drive, drive, drive and again: amazing!

Western Australia (WA). On the 16^th we flew to Perth to meet Foo at 10 am on the bridge in Northbridge – Foo’s great planning as always…Of course it didn’t happen - our flight was delayed, we got there too late to make on time, couldn’t let him know cos he didn’t have a mobile…Well, there was a backup plan thanks God, so we met up at a hostel nearby. All set..after filling us in on the hostel situation in Perth (everything was full because of the miner’s invasion due to the tsunami in the north) we started looking for a dorm with 3 available beds which was impossible to find. Fortunately, a guy from CS responded positively and we all headed to Lookbelup, a small town near Fremantle.

New Zealand - no predators land

Classic in NZ

There are three ways to travel in NZ – doing the Kiwi Experience which means lots of bus rides (also called the “fuck bus”, won´t explain why), renting a car or hitchhiking. We pitched on the second option – just providing much more flexibility, you see more and turns out to be cheaper too.

Low population density = empty spaces, good personal security, brilliant roads, fantastic I-SITE visitor information centers, DOC ((Department of conservation) camp sites everywhere make it easy to get off the beaten track. Only the weather could fuck things up cos in NZ you never know, it changes rapidly, you might experience the four seasons in just one day.

Milford Sound

We were told that pure Maori people don’t exist anymore but a few times we saw some that looked pretty Maori to me (all the face was tattooed) but of course Im not able to tell. There are lots of places to get familiar with Maori culture if someone is interested or the Maori traditional dance “haka” (the well-known dance performed by All Blacks before rugby matches). The kiwi´s knowledge of Mauri language is usually limited to “Ke Ora” (Hello).

The kiwis are quite shy and distant at the beginning but once you get to know them they are the nicest and friendliest people. Pretty often after meeting someone shortly on a bushwalk or just a short break in the mountain, you end up staying in their house like old friends. They would go out their way to help you, open up their home, introduce you to their family and friends and make sure you taste every bit of this kiwi hospitality. The first 2 weeks we found difficult understanding the accent, especially when “e” was involved, like ten, tent, Ben, bed, bread, egss (they pronounce it as if it was iggs)…

INDONESIA – Komodo dragons and Manta rays

My first ever manta ray

Temple in Bali

Bromo

Komodo dragons

Indonesia is one of the largest island nations on earth, spreading from Irian Jaya in the east, Sumatra in the west, Timor and Roti in the South, and Kalimantan (former Borneo) in the north; these 13 000 islands stretch almost 5 000km. The history, culture and beliefs of these islands are so different and multiform that one has to visit all of them to fully understand it.

This post is just a brief introduction to the whole island nation and may not necessarily be true to each individual island (since I didnt go to Sumatra, Sulawesi or Kalimantan).

There are incredible volcanoes to climb, Komodo dragons, Orangutans, phenomenal scuba diving, huge mosques and temples, etc etc etc… Indonesia is home to numerous of the world’s best waves.

Food is pretty good - Nasi goring (fried rice) is the most popular dish and its pretty good, I ate it all the time, with chicken, seafood or only vegetables..but it was always good. The soups were not bad either.

I skipped Sumatra and flew directly to Jakarta. Got my 30 day visa on arrival (20 $ - try to have the exact amount and in US$)

JAKARTA 10.12.2011

SRI LANKA - so much in so little

Beaches and....

....mountains

You might say Sri Lanka has been hiding in plain sight. Countless scores of travellers have passed overhead on their way to someplace else, but years of war and challenges such as tsunamis have kept Sri Lanka off many itineraries.

But now the war is over and Sri Lanka’s looking up. If you’ve ‘done’ India, spent months in Southeast Asia or simply want to explore a place whose appeal and pleasures are myriad, then it’s time you dropped in.Few places have as many Unesco World Heritage Sites (eight) packed into such a small area. Its 2000-plus years of culture can be discovered at ancient sites filled with mystery. Legendary temples boast beautiful details crafted by artisans through the centuries.

Colombo

With around 6 million inhabitants, Colombo is not even close to being one of the larger cities in Asia – yet there’s no denying that the city is full of vibrant energy and always action packed!

The Philippines: Beyond beaches

The Philippines is still one of Asia’s relatively undiscovered countries and only now are people beginning to discover its paradisiacal islands, golden beaches and aqua marine seas. However, although its beaches are one of its major draws, the Philippines has many other stunning and interesting sights waiting to be explored. Clearly 21 days are not enough but lots of foreigners extend the visa and get another month (but it was pricy I think). There are more than 7000 islands within the country and the flights between them are relatively cheap. It is heaven for scuba diving and…sex tourism.

Got my 21 day visa on arrival (free). Arrived in Manila on the 7th of November (2011).

Malaysia. The best food in Asia

Landing in Kuala Lumpur – the first one of many future stops. At this point I didn’t know that next 3 months the city (or better said the airport) would turn into my base in South East Asia. The reason - Air Asia of course.

Smog or fog in Hong Kong??

I took a train from Shenzhen where my 28 hours train trip from Beijing ended and went to Fung’s flat. It was early in the morning and he had taken a day off for me so we had the whole day to play with. I met Fung in Barcelona  in June 2011, he contacted me on CS, I couldn’t host him, don´t remember the reason now but we met up for a drink (I made him try “clara”) and I showed him a bit of the Old town. At that stage I didn’t know whether or not I would go to Hong Kong on my trip but I´m really happy I met him. He lives in a small flat with too other guys called “Fung” as well. All three of them, at least it was easy for me to remember, whoever I wanted to turn to, I always got it right. And the weird thing was that he just moved there a couple of months ago, and the guy who was living there before him and recommended him to the others, was also called Fung.

It is like China but not exactly. Much more advanced, more modern, more expensive. I liked it! Maybe because I was there just short enough not to get bored with it or because I had a local guide all the time of my stay, I don’t know… but it had everything, including nice beaches and surfing.

ONE MONTH IN CHINA

One of the world´s oldest civilizations! Very vivid and full of colour and smell…but.. Im not planning to go back there any time soon. Im happy I was there, happy I saw it but still would prefer to go back to other counties. One of the biggest put offs for me was the smog. Especially in big cities you cannot see the sun and the sky at all, its grey all day long. In the Lonely planet I read that 20 of the 30 most polluted cities in the world are in China. And I kind of trust the authors this time.

Another one, we all know about the notorious hygienic condition – one of most disgusting toilets ever (and Im not a delicate one :)), actually you are lucky if you find one. You will find dirty squat toilets, which are the worst aspect in the country. In remote, rural areas you might be forced to relieve yourself above a long trough – privacy, if any, made by low, fragile walls – maintained with regular flushes of water from a source at one end. Riding on buses for hours, they would just stop in the middle of nowhere; women would just go to the right, men to the left, and the rest of the details you probably would not want to know. 

And what´s with all the spitting?

KYRGYZSTAN - a quick passage through mountains, valleys and desert

Issyk-Kol

What do you know about Kyrgyzstan or Kыргызстан? That´s right...nothing. Same here...before I went there.  Monster mountains and their associated valleys, glaciers, gorges and ice-blue lakes dominate 90% of the country. The average altitude is about 3000m. I know now that I wanna go back for sure, it´s one of the countries that after you leave you have the feeling that you´ve missed so much. At least I have to go skiing in Karakol, I heard so much about it.

Not a famous destination for Europeans, I guess lots of people got scared after the riots in 2009 but it looks that its all under control now. Even in Uzbekistan I was warned a few times when mentioning going to Kyrgyzstan.

Uzbekistan - the cradle of Silk Road culture and history

This simple, earnest hospitality can be disconcerting at first (what are they after?), but soon becomes super-enjoyable, the care shown for a guest (visitor, foreigner,etc) is amazing – certainly changed the way I try to act as host and guest.

Samarkand

September 9th 2011 – crossing the border, Turkmenista to Uzbekistan

TURKMENISTAN at a glance. Getting into Central Asia

University students in their "blue" day

After Iran the next stop of my Silk road trip and the entrance to Central Asia is Turkmenistan. The government made it extremely difficult and expensive to get a tourist visa, so most of the backpackers arrive on 5 day transit visa. It is the most difficult visa to get in Asia, together with the one for Buthan.

BORDER CROSSING

I arrived on the 5^th of September. After being almost kidnapped by a local journalist who wanted to make an interview with me and also marry me, I finally got to the border. The Iranian border was alright, I was the only tourist, so the policemen were quite interested to see me I guess so they invited me to their office, offered me some tea, biscuits and dates while checking the passports of the others. When leaving, they insisted to take the rest of the biscuits and dates with me and as I kept saying no, no, no.. he just dumped everything in my bag (without putting it in a plastic bag first)! So never say NO to Iranian policemen J, they were nice though, and one of them really handsome.

IRAN. Through the eyes of the locals.

Azadi tower

Sorry guys, this will include lots of reading but Iran impressed me a lot, no chance to make it shorter.

I couchsurfed all the time there and probably because of that I didn’t meet even one foreigner during my whole stay. For that reason I had a lot of time to ask all these questions I had about the country because the truith is that in Europe, we don’t know anything about it. Or just accept the easiest version – a land of terrorists and criminals. Before leaving Spain, I remember telling the people what countries im going to go to and the reaction when mentioning Iran, was always the same: “Iran!?! Why? Don’t go there! Be careful!”.  But what I found, was just people like all of us, educated and curious about the rest of the world, and incredibly nice to the foreigners. One common thing was that all of them hated the government and very few of them saw a way out of the current situation. No wonder most of the young, educated Iranians want to emigrate (buying just one way ticket)...Sad but that’s the Iranian reality.

My only inconvenience was the dress code – it was hot, and the fact that someone tells you how to dress up, was even more annoying than the heat.

And the lack of ATMs... There are a lot of ATMs in cities in Iran but none of them accept foreign credit or debit cards, the only option for us is the cash. It was quite frustrating cos i didn’t have much cash left. And I was told that  crossing the Armenian-Iranian border (the most beautiful border i’ve seen so far, but It wasn’t allowed to take photos there), at the Armenian side there was an ATM but NOOOOO, no ATM there. So I had to be very careful how I spend my money, especially going to Turkmenistan afterwards where I knew I would come upon the same problem.

But what I received there, was just hospitality and generosity that Europeans would never show to a stranger (unless they are “imported” Europeans). I got that everywhere and from everyone – buses, trains, street, my hosts, their families and friends....By the end of the bus journey from Yerevan to Tehran, the whole bus knew I was from Bulgaria and they all were so friendly and nice. Even at the border as my shirt wasn’t long enough (apparently it has to cover your ass and half of the thighs at least) I was given an appropriate shirt by a nice family from my bus. Another girl gave me her scarf (she had another one) because mine was falling down all the time. And everyone was giving me their phone numbers in case I need some help...So nice..

Armenia and Radio Erevan :) August 2011

Geghard Monastery

A few facts first

There are only 3 million Armenians living in Armania while 8 million live abroad. The relations with neighbors could definitely approve -peace with Azerbaijan seems as distant as ever and the Turkish land border looks no closer to being opened, Georgians hate them and Armenians don’t like Iranians. Money comes in from all around the world to keep the country alive – sons in USA, daughters in Moscow, cousins in Paris, Sidney and Germany.

The language and alphabet are another story, impossible to figure out if you are there only for a few days. The sad thing is that I didn’t interact that much with Armenians during my stay there. I only met a few locals when I usually spend most of my time with them wherever I go.

People stare at you, just like in Georgia. Most of them speak good Russian so communication is possible. And women don't drive in Armenia, only a very few exceptions.

To me, Georgia and Armenia were really similar – climate, nature, people, culture, traditions…but, of course there is a but…In Georgia everything was more full of life and positive energy.

The Cascada, Yerevan

Georgia, part 2: The land of hospitality, beautiful nature and Stalin

Kazbegi

TBILISI

Tbilisi was way nicer than I expected. No trace of Soviet union in the old town – really beautiful buildings, lots of narrow streets with cosy little cafes and bars. My host Zura took me around the old town after work and we went to his dad’s hotel where u can catch the most incredible views of the city.  Later we went to one of his favourite bars to have a beer (Scarlet’s ....) and after that to Koka’s hostel (Sky hostel: www.skyhostel.ge) – always full of travellers and they are always drinking so it is a really nice place if you are a solo traveller and you wanna be around people and have fun. Koka is very helpful and funny, I guarantee you won´t be bored there. Aaron and Koka plan to open a hostel in Brazil (Florianopolis as I recommended) in 2 years, Im looking forward to seeing this happening J.

Georgia - My new love. Part 1

Khachapuri Adjaruli

Gelati church near Kutaisi

9^th of August 2011, I got to Batumi.

So the “marshrutka” dropped me off somewhere in Batumi. At the very border I was introduced to Georgian hospitality. I got adopted by this Georgian guy who explained me how the bastards from the Turkish bus won’t come back so we need to take a marshrutka or taxi to the city. Once in the city I was shocked how dirty and poor everything looked, old school Soviet blocks of buildings falling apart, roads with no pavement, pipes and cables everywhere...

Cables and clothes everywhere between the buildings

CCCP

More cables and clothes

But that was only one side of Batumi, later when I went to the Boulevard (the coast line) I saw the other, modern and shiny Batumi...Such a big contrast...The Georgians said that the government is investing tons of $ in it and the funny thing is that almost nowhere in Batumi they have hot water (in some houses no water at all, just twice a day for 1 or 2 hours) but instead of fixing that problem and invest in the water supply and sewerage they prefer to make the coast line really fancy. 

Piaza

 

Mari&Temo

I had the address of a hostel I found on internet so the guy just put me in a taxi, told the driver where to go and even paid for it as I didn’t have lari yet. The only tiny problem was that there was no hostel at the address I had...if I can call the thing that was standing there a building...And while the taxi driver was wondering what to do with me, I saw two young guys and a girl passing by. I asked them if they speak English and that’s how I met Mari, her boyfriend Temo and his brother. Literally, they took over...first they took me to a internet club to check if the address I had was correct (and it was) and then everything was decided – Mari said “you are my guest and you are staying in my house”. By no means I could convince her anything else. So I ended up staying with Mari and her auntie’s lovely family.  It wasn’t enough that she hosted a complete stranger but every time we had food or drinks on the street, they wouldn’t let me pay, doesn’t matter how hard I tried. That’s how Georgians treat their guests. It was a little victory every time when I managed to pay for something little like some fruit for the beach or a drink bought on the street. 

I had a few phone numbers of people which my good friend Petra gave me as she was living in Batumi for 2 years. So I called Aaron, an American Peace Corps volunteer and we met up. Ok, I should write a bit more about Aaron cos he probably is gonna read this. He is a Jewish American but surprisingly he is alright. He actually introduced me to many of his friends and Petra’s old friends,  was really helpful and careful in his own way. But most important, he has a great sense of humor and doesn’t get offended by my stupid jokes.

There is a bar in Batumi, called “Vinyl” where most of the foreigners hang out. The next few days I met a few of Petra’s old friends, spend some time with Mari and her boyfriend on the beach and roaming the streets of Batumi..

Khachapuri Adjaruli 

Khinkali

Traditional "Kvas"

I went for a day to the mountains, 1,5h away from Batumi in Shuakhevi with Aaron and his clumsy friend Adam (who was even worse than me – able to hurt himself any time), stayed in Aaron’s house (actually his host family) where he was living for the last year and a half as an English teacher in the local school. Really beautiful landscapes and a really nice family! They had water just for 2 hours per day thought...pretty sad because the river is just 100 m away...

On the way to Shuakevi

Shuakhevi

Adam

Aaron and I, posing for a "special purpose"  photo

Aaron being an idiot. Have a look at the washed pampers at the back

Beach drinking in Batumi

Aaron and Adam dead on the beach in Batumi

There was a birthday party full of Peace Corps volunteers in Sheraton in Batumi, then we went to a bar when it was raining heavily and I did one of my classic moves – falling down the stairs (at least 6-7 steps) so that was the result (was visible for 2 weeks): 

After Batumi I went to Kutaisi to spend two days with Mari and her family, she was insisting that I visit her there and meet her twin sister Maiko. They took me to some beautiful old churches and monasteries outside the city (Motsameta monastery and Gelati church) and her mother prepared a really delicious dinner, traditional Georgian food and wine. I was quite sad to leave this nice family so soon but I had to go if I wanted to see more places in Georgia. 

Kutaisi

11th centyry Bagrati roofless cathedral

Motsameta monastery

The praying corner in Mari's house

Gelati church near Kutaisi

After Kutaisi I headed south, to Borjomi, a town in the mountains where the famous Borjomi water comes from (it’s kind of gas water but salty and its considered as a good hangover’s remedy. I spent the day walking around the park, which is huuuge, and talking to a guy who i met there – it was really frustrating because I realized how bad my Russian is and how I can’t express myself properly (I had the same feeling so many times after that but that was the first time, so I decided to seriously work on my Russian). 

I stayed in a cosy guesthouse I found in the Lonely planet (thanks Aaron), Its called Marina Zulmatashvili’s Homestay (12 €, nice big double rooms with a terrace), run by the nicest Georgian lady who was telling me her life story over a cup of tea until very late. There was hot water so I finally took a proper shower and even washed my clothes. I took a Russian exercise book from the guesthouse so I can work on my Russian. 

Borjomi National park

Borjomi Mineral Water park

Next day I took a marshrutka to Vardzia. Vardzia is a cave city dug into the side of the Erusheli Mountain but two thirds of the city was destroyed by an earthquake. Nevetherless the church and lots of apartments and halls remain visitable and in some tunnels the old irrigation pipes still bring drinkable water. Its very similar to Cappadocia in Turkey, just quite smaller but the landscape was nicer. 

On the way to Vardzia

The view from the caves

Little "sevillana" in Vardzia

Vardzia

I was going to go directly to Tbilisi after that but suddenly my plans changed as a guy I contacted on CS and who turned out to be a friend of Aaron (I even had his number and was going to call him once in Tbilisi) told me that they are coming to the area to camp and after that they are going to Vardzia. So I got off the marshrutka 2 hours before Borjomi and met them there. It was Koka and Giorgi (Gosho) representing Georgia, Birgit (volunteer from Germany), Marina (couchsurfer from Ukraine) and me. We went to Abastumani to camp, near a river with a fire and everything, all the time munching Georgian bread and cheese, cucumbers and tomatoes. We tried to see the stars and the moon in the observatory nearby but after waiting for an hour on the queue, we gave up. Well, the sky was still beautiful. We had very long talks about Georgian culture, especially the virginity, marriages, drinking, relationships and women rights in Georgia – its all quite different to what we are used to in Europe. And don’t even start talking about Armenia with Georgians – even though all of them have Armenian friends, they don’t like Armenia (put it mildly), the conversation can turn into a war J.  Next day I went back to Vardzia so they also see it and this time we went to Sarapa Monastery where the nuns were nice to let us in and give us some historical details. 

The restaurant´s fridge

Koka, Marina and Goshu

Koka

Sarapa monastery

Sarapa monastery

So it was really fun to travel with these guys, even though it was only for 2 days. Finally I got to Tbilisi on the 17^th , I had a new host to meet there – Zura.
If you wanna keep reading about Georgia, here is the second post:  http://gonewiththebackpack.blogspot.com.es/2011/09/georgia-part-2-land-of-hospitality.html