Cuba Photo Series: Cuban Man and His Chicken

Every once in a while, you’ll stumble upon something that, even as a seasoned traveler, will leave you breathless. Those moments usually come when I’m least expecting it. I was wandering around Trinidad that afternoon, trying to scratch below its touristy surface. In a neighbourhood far away from the crowds, I found a Cuban man sitting…

Cuba Photo Series: Trinidad

Trinidad, nearly 400km south-east of Havana, is considered one of the best preserved colonial towns in the Americas. It’s a mere 1.5 hour drive from Cienfuegos, but almost 6 hours from Havana. Nevertheless, it is a popular stop for most tourists. Travel back in time while in town, as you walk down cobblestone streets, take in…

Cuba Photo Series: Cienfuegos

Cienfuegos, on the southern coast of Cuba, was an unexpected find. Known as the Pearl of the South, it was meant to be no more than a one-night stop in our itinerary to break up the long drive from Viñales to Trinidad. But we loved it so much, that we ended up staying longer. Cienfuegos…

Cuba Photo Series: Valle de Viñales

Even if you know nothing about Cuba, you’ve at least heard of Cuban cigars. So after spending two nights in Havana, we planned to head into Viñales. Viñales is a small town in Western Cuba, known most notably for its tobacco plantations. We had booked a rental car, and on the morning of departure, Moritz…

Cuba Photo Series: Streets of Havana

Cuba has always been a dream. I bought my flights to Cuba in October 2015, traveled in May 2016 and now I’m finally writing about it in March 2017. Part of the reason I’ve put it off for so long is because I struggled to find the words to describe this magical place. Eventually, I’ve…

Malaysia

An explosion of local flavors, colonial heritage and tropical flora & fauna

Day 27 – 29: Goodbye Central Asia

I opened my eyes and it finally hit me: we were done. There were no more routes to plan, no more distances to estimate and no car to worry about. It felt liberating, though I will not deny the sense of melancholy that clung to me for not making it to Mongolia. I was determined…

Day 26: In Almaty, after all

We were optimistic about continuing our trip next year. With Akelai’s help, we spent the day hunting for the central customs office. After three tries, we found the right location. I don’t even know how we would’ve found the place if Ryan hadn’t asked Akelai to come along with us. We met a number of…

Day 24 & 25: Bored in Bishkek

The first order of business was to get back in touch with Ryan from Iron Horse Nomads, who we had contacted when we were still in Osh. After a lavish breakfast of tiny crepes, baguettes and all other things French (thanks to our French host), we called him. Ryan had a busy day ahead and…

Day 23: Bishkek in a breeze

Over breakfast, we contacted the German embassies in the region to investigate how it would be possible to get rid of our car. We’ve run out of time to fix it, and now were exploring options to dispose of it legally. Neither the one in Kyrgyzstan nor the one in Kazakhstan proved to be very…

Day 22: Crossing over to Kyrgyzstan

I was cold all night. My knees & feet felt frozen. I went to bed feeling quite itchy – I wasn’t sure if something had invaded my sleeping bag. The cold and itch were compounded by worrying about needing to pee in the middle of the night. In the end, I didn’t need to, but…

Day 21: A new lease on life

The first order of business this morning was to go in search of a mechanic, after spending the night in a home stay sharing a large room with a Dutch couple. We had a simple breakfast of milk rice, even though delicious smelling fried fish was on the menu too. I wasn’t sure how my…