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Se Acabo ...

So, the last days have come, soon we will begin our return to Switzerland ... The report on Bolivia, we have unfortunately not quite taken place despite the fact we have seen in this beautiful country a lot of interesting things. We enjoyed fresh salmon were on the idyllic Lake Titicaca in Copacabana, us from the chaos in La Paz fascinate, drinking (a bit much ...) Singani with an Indian band to the middle of the night on the street in Sucre, climbed a small mountain in Oruro by where we enjoyed a fabulous view, watching the bustle of the cozy locals in the Plaza Central in Cochabamba, a tour made by the mines of Potosi (the highest Major city in the world) where we admired also on Mercado del Mineros that liquor drink with 96% o (What miners pure) and dynamite by everyone to be bought legally can (The only place in the world ..) and we rested amid the spectacular mountain scenery in Tupiza from before it went to Argentina. There it was called then "Welcome to Europe" or something .. We liked that not even a real culture shock to Bolivia! We had to have the feeling in Spain and Buenos Aires was a copy of Barcelona. This does not mean it was not nice! First, we wanted to spend the last five weeks in Argentina and Chile, but because we the indigenous countries much better liked (from the culture) we decided to Peru and Ecuador back return. There, we spent again a few beautiful days at the beach before it went back again to Chile, as we fly back from here. Now we are in Iquique, Chile, and in a week is our plane from Santiago in direction to Switzerland (via the USA Unfortunately, hopefully without too much stress because of swine flu).

Since this report is not turned out in detail, we hope with the pictures, which speaks more than words to communicate to the usual emotions.
would like at this point, we thank all who have been following our blog! See you soon!

Michele y Marcel

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Peru

first objective to Ecuador we headed to Mancora in Peru, a small town in which there are many parties, so it is mainly young people. We heard a lot about it already but when we were there liked us but then not quite like Montanita. The beach was not too outstanding, the sea has significantly colder than in Ecuador and the feeling was that the package tourism was more advanced stage. So we decided to move on soon and that a very small beach called Los Organos. There, we liked it better again! It was very quiet, but after Mancora just the thing to relax. Subsequently, there were no other beach resorts, which were recommended to us, partly because the sea was further south still colder. So we walked through various towns in the direction of Lima, about which there is not much to say special. From Chiclayo and Trujillo ago we were still the last time to the Sea to Pimentel and Huanchaco but manifests surfers with wetsuits, no one really dared the cold waters. Mäsi Pimentel, jumped in quite short in the waves in, but after a few seconds shu ettelnd frost back to the beach to warm up. As I said it went with a few stops in the direction of Lima. En route we saw nothing more than sand. In between, it had a few hills but mostly we were driving through barren deserts. The bus rides were also very boring compared to the previous countries. There was no music, the buses were painted not more colorful, and paused only at official bus station. There was even a road map to which the Peruvians were strict! When we then arrived in Lima but again it was interesting. While it was a huge city like most big cities before, the seaside location and the large parks have it but then made even more comfortable. What we can recommend to anyone is to go with all the luggage in the rush hour traffic in the crowded local buses to find a hotel ... In Lima we visited then Michael, a friend of Mischa, who lived there with his wife Anita and their newborn daughter, Mia. When we were visiting, they just ate raclette .. .. In Peru almost 30 degrees! We received valuable information from them for our other destinations, as they traveled through South America before Mia also the light of day. Thank you again for the hospitality!

Then we went to Pisco, a city which was about a year ago by an earthquake destroyed much. It looked like many tracks, but the recovery was in full swing. There we could still make a last time for a longer time for a walk by the sea, because then it went inland toward Machu Picchu, should take advantage of the Peruvians as they can. In general, the Inca culture is marketed in Peru, that it is no longer beautiful, but of course Machu Picchu, even more extreme because it is one of the seven wonders of the world. We went to Ica and Nazca from where you also to countless Tours Inca ruins could be considered such as the Nazca Lines do. This made us all but especially not on and we were soon having a night bus from the desert to the mountains to Cusco, so to speak, which is the starting point to visit Machu Picchu. This trip was then about the worst on our recent trip because right after the start of the toilet in the bus ran over, which left afterwards for about nine hours a pungent odor. Cusco was assessed while extremely touristy but still a pretty nice city, although during 3500 on the night was very cool. It reminded us a little bit bigger to a Walliserdoerfchen, just a few dimensions. We stayed there a few days to look at the height of air get used to it now and souvenirs before we made the trip to Machu Picchu on us. This was then .. a special experience Since 2000 tourists daily pilgrimage there, prices are correspondingly high. You have to get the choice between an overpriced train or the Inca trail to Aguas Calientes, where you climb to Machu Picchu or (with an expensive bus) rauffaehrt. The Inca Trail, a hiking trail about 30km, we may also make only a guide, which is also very expensive. We were lucky to Michael and Anita the info that there is a third, even if not entirely legal, gives possibility to get there. Meaning, by marching over the railway tracks. And we have then gemacht. Am Anfang mussten wir schauen, dass uns kein Polizist sieht aber nach ein paar Kilometern waren wir weg von der Zivilisation und konnten in Ruhe weitergehen. Ca. alle 15 Minuten kam zwar noch ein Zug vorbei, es hatte aber immer genuegend Platz auf der Seite um in Sicherheit zu gelangen. (Aussert bei Tunnels, durch welche wir jeweils recht zuegig durchmarschierten..) Unterwegs traffen wir ein paar wenige Einheimische, welche denselben Weg waehlten. Die Wanderung ging dann durch spektakulaere Landschaften entlang eines Flusses in Richtung Aguas Calientes, wo wir nach sieben Stunden und 30km zurueckgelegter Strecke bei Einbruch der Dunkelheit ankamen. Unsere Fuesse und Beine schmerzten zwar auf Grund des doch eher unangenehmen Weges ueber die Bahngleise, aber es hatte paid off. In the evening we bought or the admission tickets for Machu Picchu, which cuts down our almost ... $ 40 per person! Any attempts to go through as students failed to get a discount. After a night in this small village the next morning because it was still the last part of the way back down stairs and this meant 1.5 hours ... A real torture! However, when we were on target and this hidden ancient city finally had in mind, we forgot the aching legs for a moment, enjoyed the view and admired the mystical Inca ruins. When it began to slowly overfilling the storage area with tourists, we decided to go. Since However, we could hardly move our legs, we met the first decision with the overpriced bus down to Aguas Calientes and from there by more expensive train to Cusco return. There we were then able to sleep very well anyway and give our muscles a little rest at last. At the end of our Peru trip we went to Puno, which lies on Lake Titicaca and from where you can go on to Bolivia, which was our next destination. The lake was beautiful but not on the Peruvian side really, as it was full of algae. The city was still special, especially from flooded Souvenirverkaeufern ... We were looking forward very much to Bolivia, so we climbed in two days in Puno the bus, which are along the shores of Lake Titicaca brought to the border.

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Pauli and Niels

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Ecuador - The sun is shining and the living is easy

reached after ten-hour bus ride overnight on the border of Colombia and Ecuador, to which we can march through easily than Europeans. Then we boarded the next bus which brought us to our first destination Otavalo, where we arrived after four additional hours. This place is famous for its market, on which are jewelry, clothing, tools, and sells more of locals in traditional style. The people themselves live while not in Otavalo, abe come from dozens of villages in the area there to offer their stuff, because it has many tourists. worked despite the huge hype the whole, very authentic, and so we stayed a few days to get hold of for souvenirs at the meat market right to dine next to the battle table unusual dishes but also to make order in the near short trips, such as a walk through storybook-like forests to a waterfall. The food was particularly special as are grilled pork in one piece and uses all parts of it. Mäsi had a soup with Schweinefuessen, parts of the head and other nondescript pieces of meat in it. Mischa was held here for the first time, the ceviche, a dish with seafood in a lemon sauce with onions, which it has done to her at first and then more often in front of her on a plate landed. There were also exotic things, such as cuy (hamster) or giant caterpillars, which we tried but not because they had not exactly appetizing.
went to this idyllic and traditionally influenced place it on to Quito, the capital of Ecuador. First we had before, not all there to stay too long because we particularly wanted to return back to the beach but also because we were already in some large cities and these are usually fairly similar. It was then but very pleasant, so we stayed there a few days to wander through the beautiful old city, to admire the city panorama from a mountain or simply just to fill up some sun on a meadow. To get from Quito to the sea we bought bus tickets a day in advance. But when we went to the bus station in the morning, we announced an Ecuadorian with a casual wave of his hand, that the bus had an accident, plus he was still laughing as if it more often opposed them. Luckily, a bus from another company was almost the same time, so that getting up early had paid off but still. That accidents are a daily occurrence, we saw another bus on a board, where in the advertising business so that they had very few crashes this month. As a kind of ranking ...
We made it but then no incidents to the sea, where we went to the Ruta de Spondylus, a distance from beach to beach. Dies wurde zu unserem bisher schoensten Erlebnis auf unserer Reise! Wir waren fast einen Monat an einigen Orten unterwegs und eigentlich koennten wir ueber fast jeden einen eigenen Eintrag schreiben. Da gab es zum Beispiel Mompiche, ein kleines vertraeumtes Fischerdoerfchen mit einem endlos langen Strand. Es hatte nur etwa sieben Hostels, drei Restaurants und einen kleinen Supermarkt. Die perfekte einsame Bucht, wie im Bilderbuch! Weiter suedlich kamen wir nach Canoa, ein etwas groesseres Staedtchen mit Restaurants, welche Seafood anboten, dass einem das Wasser im Munde zusammenlief. Weiter auf der Route ging es nach Puerto Lopez, wo wir zum Karneval eintrafen. Salsa an jeder Ecke, betrunkene Einheimische en Masse und das Meer war so ueberfuellt von Badenden, dass es us even a little frightened to go to the beach. Almost came to the conclusion then our highlight, Montanita. This city is also known as the Amsterdam of South America. It was just fantastic, plus we had the perfect hostel in the third with a terrace Stick against the sea. We enjoyed doing nothing during the day at the beach and in the evening the Fiesta or the comfortable atmosphere on our terrace.
heavy heart, we decided to walk away from the sea to travel further. To this end we made a stop in Guayaquil, the largest city of Ecuador, as you get from there best to Peru. This one can not say much special, it was just simply a great city. Although we
during the Rainy season in Ecuador, we had almost always nice weather in hot temperatures. Only two or three times during the night there was rain shower size. The locals were also to travel further still very funny and established people who gave us any time you tips and tricks how and where to best.
We would almost have stayed longer, but there was to explore other countries. Although we are not even on the Galapagos Islands were (too expensive) and saw the rain forest, while crossing from the bus window, Ecuador had been our most beautiful travel destination and we determined at future trips back to visit us.

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Colombia - the only danger is to stay that will

We have long wondered where our journey is to go to Panama. Some people have advised not to go to Colombia because it was too dangerous, but a few said that it was very nice and no problem to travel to. The internet address very different dates. From the perfect destination to one of the most dangerous places in the world Colombia is described. As we have already omitted Guatemala, which we now regret very much, we decided to not make the same mistake again and booked the flight to Bogotá, which was also cheaper than those in Venezuela or Ecuador.

In Colombia Once we had the second time to San Cristobal in Mexico to bring out the sweaters from the very bottom of our backpacks, since in Bogotá in the evening was quite cool after all. The town was very pleasant and helpful and the locals gespraechsfreudig. You could correct that tourism is developing in this country only to run out and people are happy about it even when foreigners come to visit. The hostel where we stayed overnight were mostly quite new, one was opened even only seven days when we were there.

Regarding the safety aspect, we never had in all of Colombia concerns that something could happen, in contrast to the statements of many other gringos we on our trip met up before. It was a pity only that we could not travel to the Pacific coast, since this region is still firmly in the hands of the guerrillas and tourism so there is not possible.

to Bogota, we were still in Medellin, Cali and Popayan. We experienced in all places an emerging company that is working to get rid of its image as the world's leading drug producer. This image, they have not earned, they can not only grow coca! There was a huge selection of fruits, of which we did not know a few. Several varieties of mangoes, Riesenfruechte as guanabana and quite unknown shapes and exotic flavors. During our coach saw We also endless coffee plantations, where a local told us that the best coffee is exported in its entirety and Colombia itself, therefore, have not so great coffee. Michèle can confirm this, as she sipped a coffee now and then from one of the countless Kaffeeverkaeufer on the road. What is her mention of the food also must be the hamburger. For he who rendered such a one in Medellin, no chips need to get it to count as a full lunch or dinner. Mäsi there a few had daven, it certainly weighed 500 grams! With salad, beans, fried egg, vegetables, and about five sauces to simply a delight! What

us for the first time on our trip really was afraid, was the traffic. Taxi drivers in Colombia are psychopaths, otherwise you can not describe it. This drive like there is no traffic rules and even fewer have any speed limits. At the roadside it had repeatedly crashed cars, especially taxis. We are fortunately nothing happened, even if we thought several times that it now is thunder! Something very funny in traffic but there was also permits the Ampelmaennchen. Since Berlin can pack up with its figures, in Colombia they are animated, which means that they begin to jog when the time is running out.

What was especially well, were the human telephone booths. As many Colombians, unlike in all countries (except for Cuba ..) ago might appear to afford a mobile phone, are people on the street with a light jacket reads, "Minuto Celular 150 pesos. It literally swarmed by those, and many locals made of it beforehand.

Colombia was a very interesting country, which is as it were in the middle of the Renaissance. Both of us would immediately spend our vacations there, but the next time the north do not miss the Cardagena and Santa Marta have to fill in heavenly places. In retrospect, it's just always smarter! Our journey went on to Ecuador, which we were very excited because we practically nothing but good things about it belonged. Learn more about this but in the next entry!

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Panama

Was weiss man ueber Panama? Dort gibt es doch den beruehmten Panamakanal, die wahrscheinlich wichtigste Strecke im Schiffsverkehr. Aber sonst? Wir wussten beim Betreten dieses Landes nicht viel mehr, da wir keine Lust hatten in einem ueberteuerten Internetcafe in Costa Rica viel Geld auszugeben um etwas mehr darueber zu erfahren und die Unterlagen welche wir aus der Schweiz mitnahmen, waren leider in der Tasche die uns in Kuba geklaut wurde.
"Ueberraschung!" hiess es dann auch bereits am Zoll. "Ihr muesst ein Ticket vorweisen, welches belegt, dass ihr Panama auch wieder verlassen werdet", teilte uns die genervte und unfreundliche Frau hinter Panzerglas mit. Es machte den Anschein als ob sie dies oefters must explain what has been proved by subsequent travelers. Any attempts to explain that we are just passing through and then return her to travel from Chile were unsuccessful. So we had had for $ 22 bus ticket back to Costa Rica now, which we briefly adduced at the stamp in the passport and later throw away. A very profitable business, because at the counter for useless bus tickets had a decent line of unsuspecting tourists of our species.
Then the first question. Where does one even without having a clue? Some told us Bocas del Toro is the first worthwhile place after the border, saying it was even the main attraction of the whole country. Others advised against daven, they said it was the little brother of Costa Rica. We decided to make its own picture of it and climbed one of the buses, which traveled to Almirante, where you must continue with the boat, the Bocas del Toro is the name of a group of islands as we then found out. So far, the trip to go on the first day but then, because the engine of the bus went up in smoke, because the Coolant was empty. The driver and tour guide assured us that the ride would go on soon, as they then river water poured into the engine, we no longer believed in it fully and stopped a bus which took us to the next town, Changuinola. This was not a bit inclined tourists, which made it somewhat difficult to find a hotel. We checked out after about an hour looking for in a the correct dirt hole where we discovered a new form of Schimmelbekaempfung: you have just a Sagexplatte about nailing the mold spots and when the mold there also eats can be helped along with a second layer Sagex, problem solved! The city itself was similar to the hotel room, but still very interesting because she was very genuine and gave us a good first impression of Panama. The people were very nice and helpful about what made us ignore the dirty city and to travel the joy of this country all the more increased. Prices were also enjoyable, something that we are pleased to Costa Rica in particular.
The next day we made it without a hitch then to travel to Bocas. The only what we there yet recalled Costa Rica, were the many super-cool surfer. Dozens of small islands with a diverse plant life emerging from the crystal clear sea, sea stars are everywhere, was scattered on the seabed and the town also quite enjoyable. To get to the beaches while you had a small bus through the jungle on a mud road ride with some potholes, but it was worth all the time. Something bad was that you can reach the supposedly most beautiful seaside resort, only by boat, which was quite expensive, so we skipped it. After a relaxing few days there then went to the West Coast. In search of the bus we met two surfers, who offered us a ride. This was very useful because the bus ride would have lasted about six hours by car, there were still three hours. Sorry we could not talk with these two types because they are constantly talking uebers surfing ... Surf tricks Surfstraende, different wave types and equipment. After this trip, we were full of it have been if we had been zugehoert! This was us as outsiders, however, tedious and boring. We then made a stop in David, a city in the similar style as Changuinola, before heading the next day to Las Lajas. So this was a pretty special ride. First we took the bus to San Felix, from where you can only go by taxi to Las Lajas. Unfortunately, hardly any of the taxi driver had to drive like there! So we waited about an hour and asked about 20 taxis if they bring us there until we found one that was at all and required no cheaters price. When we got to about 10 km / h crawl the bumpy dirt road, we realized why it was so difficult to find a driving opportunity .. Once at our destination we found ourselves in a tiny village with about 15 houses made of straw and bamboo, which stood at the edge of a vast beach. Sorry, we did not find any cheap accommodation, so we were then only a day there. That we enjoyed but the full, virtually alone on the beach several kilometers long, in sunshine. In the night we were woken several times by Geko, who sneaked into our room und laerm machten. Ein paar Leute sagten uns noch, wir sollen ein wenig aufpassen, es koenne auch gut sein, dass man beim Duschen ploetzlich einer Vogelspinne in die Augen sieht, dies war bei uns zum Glueck nicht der Fall.
Vom kleinen Doerfchen gingen wir anschliessend weiter nach Panama City, einer Stadt mit Millionen von Einwohnern, welche endlos gross erscheint. Groesser haette der Kontrast nicht sein koennen. Chaos ist ein gutes Wort um zu beschreiben was in dieser Stadt los ist. So viele hupende Autos hatten wir bisher noch nie erlebt! Die Stadt an sich war aber sehr vielfaeltig, es gab vom High Society Viertel bis zur dreckigen Slumregion praktisch alles. Und da haben wir ihn dann endlich entdeckt, der uns anfangs als einziges Bekannte Panamakanal. Eine wirklich sehr eindrueckliche Kerbe die von Menschenhand ins Land geschlagen wurde. Hunderte von Schiffen in allen groessen passieren diesen Weg oder besser gesagt diese Abkuerzung taeglich um nicht um Suedamerika herumsegeln zu muessen. Beim Eingang des Kanals gab es sogar einen regelrechten Stau auf dem offenen Meer. In der Stadt selber verbrachten wir einige Zeit im Shoppingviertel, da Mischi hier voll auf ihre Kosten kam. Wo sonst findet man Kleider und alles was dazugehoert fuer zwei Dollar oder weniger!? Ganz speziell war auch noch ein Comedor den wir fanden. Dies sind kleine Essensstaende, wo man sehr preiswert gute Mahlzeiten erhaelt. Diese kannten wir eigentlich schon seit Mexiko, aber in Panama City hat es einen in etwas groesseren Ausmassen. Da gab es a hall with 20 such booths in which there were also once a butcher and fruit market. Everything first hand so to speak! When one bites into his piece of meat can be observed simultaneously, as they knock off a sow's head. The smell was through the butcher shop and the slightly stuffy Fruchtabfaelle, but the prices and the experience are just unbeatable. It was also very tasty, too.
After we wandered around a few days in this city, we had to decide where to further slow the journey. The problem was the Darien Gap, the border between Panama and Colombia, which by road is impassable, as this region is ruled by guerrillas, and it has no road. We had the opportunities by boat to sail or fly to Colombia to a place of your choice. As the boat ride would have lasted five days and are reportedly often drunken captain at the wheel, we decided to take the flight, which was also a little cheaper. On the way to the airport our taxi driver had to constantly dodge stones on the highway, which had up to one meter in diameter, which makes him not staying at 120 km / h should. He told us that was normal, they fall down more often of a truck and block the road ... At the airport, then everything went faster than we have ever experienced. At check-in for our flight about 10 switches were open. Since the Swiss could learn something! Then briefly through the security check, where you easily Drinks allowed to take and then we sat on the plane toward Bogota, Colombia.

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Actually, we had the blog entry about Costa Rica almost finished it but the words were expensive and American before so many times that we wanted to revise the text again by us on other things that we this country experienced to concentrate. We visited San Jose, Jaco, Manuel Antonio, Puerto Viejo, with the introduction applies equally to all locations. The living was everywhere 2-3 times as high as in the states before and we did not speak English, English .. as would be the national language Regarding the prices we told an American (what a well as usual.) that it has increased dramatically in the last 2-3 years. Let's hope this trend does not stop!

when to cross the border into Costa Rica we saw something special. The procedure itself lasted the same length as anywhere else, but you can decide if all passengers are searched, or pay a dollar. Since the bus had been delayed, the bus attendant decided to collect from all the people a dollar, so that we can cross the border police. Although some suggested on about it, because they depend on seemingly every dollar we found it but still cozy, instead of providing everything from search, is the journey moving forward more quickly. Smugglers ahoy!

The scenery and above all the beaches in Costa Rica are breathtaking. First, you drive a bus through dense jungle, but hundreds of plant and animal species that can be considered and suddenly opened itself to the jungle and a beautiful beach lies ahead. In the mountains it also has a wonderful view over the green hills, which occur in plants in all colors.

this time of year, it is extremely hot. When we were at the beaches, we spent the most time in the water, which, though very warm wasr. On the bright sunlight, however, one of the sweat ran down in torrents, so that even a 25 degrees is warm sea cooling.

The capital, San José was nothing special, so we spent just one night there since we have been able to travel until the next day. Most restaurants that exist in this metropolis are KFC, McDonalds, Burger King and Pizza Hut ..

We met in Costa Rica hardly cool people, except for a witty Englishman, who also complained mainly about the prices. He then at least we could still give good tips because he already plays for several months traveled Colombia and Ecuador. One set we had particularly memorable: "In Ecuador, booze is sooo cheap I was drunk all day ..!" This is to hear from an Englishman but a good sign!

A "Costa Rican" culture, we have not seen during the whole time, as all facilities in these places mainly by Americans, Germans and Swiss are operated. What then does not quite fit with the American-European standard, was that we saw in Costa Rica the first bus voltage. With a slight increase was suddenly nothing more, and then smoke it marked out of the engine, what did upset some tourism properly. After a short wait, but then came another bus the same society, which we then had to squeeze all purely standing, which seemed to us from Nicaragua but known.

can highlight especially from the places you get to Puerto Viejo, as there all to make a hippie and a Rastafarian. These people do this but just to be cool and the prices and locations containing certain does not match one of these ideologies, so it was more cliché than seriousness, what we then rather than abstosste turns .. From there, we went across the border to Panama, which was special. You take the bus to Sixaola to the Costa Rican border post, the passport can be stamped and then you go walking over a rickety wooden bridge, in which one must be careful not to fall through the gaps in the river, to Panama. This was a decent test for Maesis fear of heights!

conclusion can we say that Costa Rica for individuals is not suitable at all. We could not stop us, thanks to the generous gift of Mischis Goetti Gotti and at least a few more days there than we would otherwise have done, thank you very much again for that! Those who travel to Costa Rica

with a fat wallet, is determined to do wonderful holiday so far are a package holiday and you do not go to the people but because of the landscape there.

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Nicaragua el mundo no solo it blanco y negro

Our bus from El Salvador was predicted to arrive about 5-6 Clock on New Year's night in Managua, the capital of Nicaragua, but it was then eight clock because the procedure at the border to led some delay. Actually we wanted on the same evening, go on even after Leon, what we heard and read nothing but good, in contrast to Managua .. However, since it was already dark, we wanted we do to the search for the bus no more and decided therefore to stay a night in Managua. After a short taxi ride we had a hostel, and time could put our luggage. We were quite hungry after the full-day bus trip and asked our host for suitable catering facilities, but these were because of the New Year very rare. It was only a McDonalds about 10 minutes on foot or restaurants in the center. He told us also to our security, we should also take a taxi to McD .. It is going to extremely dangerous for gringos in the dark in Managua on foot, so we went by taxi to the "center", which had not even sure what we confirmed the taxi driver also. To our surprise we found a great sushi restaurant, where we approved a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner. Then we bought in the supermarket or a small bottle to celebrate and went back to the hostel where we anstossten at midnight in the little room again year. Our dates have come true, then, that Managua is a dirty, dark and dangerous city, despite the military presence on every corner. When we got early this morning in the new year, fled from this town, we were still hoping something other than bus trips in El Salvador have to, but not different in this way. In Nicaragua by bus is not as stressful, but buses are excessively crowded. We know where the image is 20 Chinese squeeze into a Volkswagen Beetle. This can be imagined here by bus, which only leaves if he's Nica in the opinion of the "full", even if the trip lasts several hours. We will say no more after this experience that the 10 bus was crowded in Bern!

As we squeezed together and then half-choked in Leon arrived, but the ordeal was quickly forgotten, because all of our expectations of this city were topped. Although at first January practically everything was closed, it was so cozy, relaxed and happy, despite the obvious poverty that prevails. We then found a hostel, which we can describe it without problems as the coolest in which we have ever been, the slogan is also 100% tranquillo!

So we were then almost a week there and enjoyed the stroll through the historic old town, cheap and good food, swimming in the sea-wave (where we go but one of the crowded buses had to ..) and the cozy, friendly and helpful nature of the locals. From forth the prices it has been also the most pleasant country. $ 1 mojitos in the hostel, a plastic bag full of fruit for a few cents, "Sleeping in the private room for 6Dollar per person and an hourly bus travel 50 cents, to name a few. We then took a little walk up a hill, from where there are nice views of the city and the volcanoes in the background. On the other hand, we saw then, however, the flip side of a society living in poverty: a huge waste mountain, about 30 meters high, which is burning on and a whole valley, live in the locals and then concealed with smarting smoke. During a trip to the beach of Leon, we were still witnessing nimble thieves. Waiting for the bus we met a German backpacker who had only just arrived in Nicaragua. We said it still wants that once zufaehrt the bus, all Nica's urging to be input in order to guarantee yourself a seat, since no one wants an hour of stand squashed. We had given up that hope in advance, because we knew that the bus will arrive already overcrowded. She did not believe this and fell a bit ill with a Backpack into the scramble. When she was on the bus, she noticed that someone opened her backpack and fished out the digital camera, a seat she had not won. After all, they had until then made no photos, not as we do in Cuba ..

Our next goal was then Granada, a small town on Lake Nicaragua, the largest lake in Central America. There, we were somewhat too touristy, again the image with many Americans after which point the locals. This was a little sad when we learned to appreciate the culture of Nicas in Leon Sun In Granada, it has a lot of beggars and a few characters whom you do not want to meet in the night. This is (wahrscheinlich..) Because of the high tourist volumes. Lake Nicaragua war zwar beeindruckend, aber auch recht dreckig. Maesi wagte sich dann trotzdem ins braune Wasser, berauschend war es jedoch nicht zum baden. Was noch speziell war, jedoch nicht im positiven Sinne, was das Hostel in Granada, besser gesagt die Gaeste. Wir hatten auf unserer Reise vereinzelt schon Solche getroffen, dort war es jedoch extrem: Amerikanische Gringo Trail/Lonely Planet Backpackers. Diese zeichnen sich dadurch aus, dass sie den ganzen Tag im Hostel verbringen, TV schauen, am Laptop haengen oder in ihren Lonely Planet Buechern lesen was man hier machen koennte und in welches Hostel sie als naechstes gehen wollen. Diese findet man meistens an Orten wo es auch einen McDonalds gibt. Zum Glueck haben wir auf unserer Reise aber auch schon viele coole Backpacker getroffen, could with what we have interesting conversations and exchange of useful information.

Nicaragua is huge and we only had information about beautiful places on the east coast, we decided to drive across the country do not inflict more times and then walked quickly on towards Costa Rica.

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El Salvador - Surfer's Paradise

in the late evening, during the year 2008, we arrived in the capital, San Salvador, after a zwoelfstuendigen bus ride, pretty tired. We thought in El Salvador to spend a few days and also to celebrate New Year at one of the beaches, then this was slightly different. Since San Salvador
is not as safe at night, we checked in a hotel at the bus station, which was slightly more expensive but as the price we afford to spend the night elsewhere. When we clock at three o'clock by a shooting that have taken place fairly close to our hotel must have been aroused, however, we were happy about our decision. Well-rested the next morning we went by bus to the beach, which is considered one of the top Surferstraende the world. Actually, these are several small beaches in the town of La Libertad. As to the bus we have read before the arrival on the Internet: the busdrivers in El Salvador are crazy! This saying should be during our entire stay without exception confirm .. There are no bus stops, it just stands there on the roadside and wait, sometimes longer sometimes not so long. Once the bus has to stop but it about two seconds to enter, then he is already moving on, whether it's inside or just still not quite .. In La Libertad
we expected open-minded, young surfers to be found who live in cheap hostels and make proper party in the evening. Unfortunately, the top surfers versnopt cool and cheap can not even be discussed. As a non-surfer, and without the trendy clothes we were also much less taken seriously. The beach with black sand was special, but all waste disposed of by the people there, the whole thing was rather uncomfortable. So we decided, after only one night, travel further and to aim the beach Costa del Sol, which some of us Einheimischen empfohlen wurde. Am Surferstrand trafen wir dann immerhin noch auf einen coolen Gastgeber im Hostel, welcher uns mit seinem Pick-Up am Morgen in die Naehe dieses angeblichen Traumstrandes brachte. Leider kriegten wir diesen dann gar nicht zu Gesicht, da die ganze Kueste von Hotelanlagen uebersaeht ist und wir keines in unserer Preisklasse fanden... (Alle El Salvadorianer die in Amerika leben, fliegen zwischen Weihnachten und Neujahr an diesen Strand, was die Preise leicht steigen laesst..) Nach ca. fuenf Stunden suchen entschieden wir uns woanders hinzufahren. Nach zwei weiteren Stunden in ueberfuellten, heissen und stinkenden Bussen, welche mit Jesusklebern tapeziert, von Musik in kaum ertraeglicher Lautstaerke zugedroehnt und mit lautstark diskutierenden El Salvadorans were fitted, we arrived at Playa San Diego. As we saw a stark class upgrade, from the rich hotels in the slums. After all, we found after a relatively short search for a hotel (which were scarce, as slums) in our price range, the host was still very strange creatures. When he was still a girl, of which we had not found out whether his daughter or his wife. The sea was, however, to our surprise, very beautiful, and in contrast to the Costa del Sol, we were completely alone here, a huge private beach, so to speak! That we enjoyed after our hectic search also extensively until the sun went down, which on the whole Pacific coast is something of the most beautiful thing we ever to sunsets have seen.

gave the evening, then at the hostel where we were the only guests, or a delicious dinner. We were skeptical at first to eat in two, there are slums in it containing nunmal no restaurants!
Since we in this place was still not so well, we decided the next day to go on. Our next destination was Nicaragua, but there was only the next day spaces available on the bus, so we had to spend a day in San Salvador, which was an unforgettable experience. We walked just a bit by this huge city and back towards the center until it was dark. One can hardly describe how crowded this city! A big mess of honking buses and Cars, pedestrians and thousands of tightly packed Ramschverkaeufern. There were roadside Jenster obviously stolen goods, including car radios, shoes (Converse for 3 dollars), any electrical appliances, wheelchairs and even similar to buy Skuriles. This of course huge fruit and Gemuesestaende and Fleischstaende who had even live chickens available. All of this waste ended up next door at the roadside stalls, which provided for the right scent. Every seller also makes a megaphone or microphone amplifier to the attention of special offers, so it is louder in this city than any Swiss club. Shortly before dusk as we arrived at the hotel where we are in the evening with a bottle of vodka zurueckzogen, waren wir beide voellig ueberwaeltigt, wie es moeglich ist in solch einer Stadt zu leben. Wir sagten uns, dies einen Tag zu erleben ist zwar faszinierend, einen Zweiten haetten unsere Nerven jedoch nicht ausgehalten. Am naechsten Morgen bestiegen wir dann den Bus in Richtung Nicaragua, zwar mit gemischten Erinnerungen an El Salvador. Trotz stressigen Busfahrten, einer Hauptstadt die ein totales Chaos ist und dem bisher extremsten Kontrast zwischen Arm und Reich, hatten wir viel gelernt und einige Erfahrungen fuer die weitere Reise gesammelt.

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Mexico - Tacos, Topes and dream beaches

Als wir in Mexico aus dem Flieger stiegen, wurde uns langsam bewusst, dass wir nun unsere grosse Reise gegen Sueden antreten werden. Wir freuten uns auf neue Bekanntschaften, gutes, scharfes Essen, das Meer und abwechslungsreiche Landschaften.
Zu Beginn waren wir in der Region Quintana Roo, wo auch Cancun liegt. Wir erlebten an dieser Bilderbuchmaessigen, karibischen Strandregion verschiedene Seiten. Cancun selber empfanden wir als recht abstossend, zu bedenken ist natuerlich auch, dass wir waehrend der Weihnachtszeit da waren. Unbeschreiblich kitschig war es im ganzen Land, aber Cancun war zudem von Amerikanern ueberflutet, was (leider) sehr unangenehm war. Diese behandelten die Mexikaner wie Sklaven und da dieser Ort ein Prototyp einer Massentourismushochburg ist, fuegten sich die Einheimischen um gutes Geld zu verdienen. Wir konnten in dieser Region kein Wort Spanisch sprechen, ueberall war Englisch Standart. Auf Grund der atemberaubenden Beaches we spent a few days but still in the smaller towns of Isla Mujeres, Playa del Carmen and Tulum. These were indeed colonized by 12h-20h of American Tagesausflueglern from Cancun, but it was worth it to endure. What made us both happy like little children, was the food. Scharf, lots of vegetables and salad, and this at tolerable prices, a really nice feeling when you are coming from Cuba. From these places particularly noteworthy is Tulum. Sombrero, a paradise, the colors of the sea and the beach is not possible to put into words. There we could then also celebrate Michelle's birthday, which with delicious fish and shrimp for dinner and then ended a few drinks.
Vollgetankt mit Sonne und total relaxt ging die Reise anschliessend weiter. Wir machten einen Zwischenhalt in Chetumal, jedoch waren wir von dieser Grossstadt gar nicht angetan, sodass wir entschieden am naechsten Tag gleich weiterzureisen. Auf der Suche nach einem Hostel, was sich trotz Unterstuetzung von Taxifahrern und anderen Backpackern als nicht so leicht herausstellte, trafen wir auf zwei aufgestellte junge Frauen aus Serbien und Griechenland, welche ein Auto gemietet hatten und wie wir am naechsten Tag nach San Cristobal de las Casas fahren wollten. Wir konnten dann mit ihnen mitreisen und uns die Bustickets sparen, was natuerlich sehr praktisch war. Sie waren auch nicht ungluecklich darueber, da die Fahrt 12h dauerte und nur eine von ihnen fahren konnte.
The journey took us from the flat land on the east coast to the mountains of central Mexico, the Chiapas region of Tabasco into the country. It was very impressive to see how the locals are still living in the highlands as for hundreds of years. Because cows were slaughtered on the street, blankets sewn, fruits harvested and brought water from streams. It seems unreal to see a city man, how much we are connected to nature and really nothing else needs to live. A very beautiful and priceless experience. The trip took longer than we had planned, it is mainly for one reason: Topes! They are street sleepers, but not what we are accustomed as we are about 10-20cm, but up to 30-40cm high are ... They are also not as us on side streets, but at a distance of 500m on all main roads in the mountains. The race will probably stop and wonder what: It works! After about 3 hours Topes we were all a little annoyed, so we at most about this with 5km / h jolted. When it was still dark, we all got a queasy feeling, as if parts of this region are occupied by Zapatistas, which you may also like guerrilla warriors. This kidnapping also from time to time Touribusse whole, therefore, is actually strongly cautioned not to drive through there at night .. Late evening we met but still doing well in a destination of San Cristobal. The next morning, we find a lovely small town full of Chiapas, which on the street and at various Markets, their gaudy blankets, scarves, caps and everything else Possible sold at bargain prices. The temperatures were not more Caribbean, so it was quite cool at night anyway. Christmas Eve we spent so well with sweater and cap. This is widely celebrated in Mexico inetwa like us in the first August ... After three days in this sleepy mountain world, we went further south.
After much deliberation and consultation of current travel advice, we decided reluctantly to skip Guatemala and travel directly to El Salvador. We then made our last stop of Mexico in Tapachula, a hot and dirty border town, it's somewhere in the dark no longer on the road sollte. Dies wuerde auch nicht viel bringen, da die meisten Laeden und Restaurants bei Sonnenuntergang schliessen.
Mexico war eine grossartige Erfahrung und ist fuer Pauschal- sowie Individualreisende sehr empfehlenswert. Das naechste Mal werden wir jedoch Mexico nicht mehr zur Weihnachtszeit bereisen...