Posted on December 3, 2006 (kraabel)
Traveling the roads in Bolivia is like playing Russian roulette with your life and sanity. We calmly pack ourselves in the back of overcrowded busses, taxis, micro-busses and jeeps, trying to get to the next town or the next attraction. We pay very little for the adventure and gleefully stare out the window as the world passes by. Signs of life are everywhere along the dusty roads - from food stalls and families to home auto mechanics and fruit stands; the country is abuzz with excitement and verve.
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Posted on November 22, 2006 (kraabel)
I'm joyously sitting in my La Paz hotel room, typing away on my trusty 4.3 pound Sony Vaio® laptop, hooked to a free broadband wireless connection. I've been traveling for many years without such comforts, which is perhaps why I feel a little guilty having such easy access. I tuck myself away behind closed doors, trying to keep up the charade that I am still a hardened traveler to the core. The reality is that I like these creature comforts - especially when they are few and far between. When following the traveler's trail, it's always nice to take a little divergence back into civilization to re-connect and re-group.
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Posted on May 23, 2006 (kraabel)
My travels have taken me far from home; across oceans, continents, mountain ranges and to distant lands. I am the outsider in these voyages. I leave my friends, family and love interests behind in my quest to find something inspirational, the precious diamond and experience that as a child I could only read about. I come from a generation of fortunate youth that have had access to an open world -- without limits on movement or aspirations.
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