My final days in Ecuador

My final days in Ecuador

This article was first published February 2015 and has been updated.

The ‘Day of the Dead’ and Climbing a Volcano in Quito, Ecuador

Arriving in Quito, Ecuador on ‘The Day of the Dead’  my friend Marcel and I managed to wangle our way into the crypt which is underneath the Basilica.


Normally only open on this one day each year to the relatives of the dead whose remains are interred in little holes in the walls, we tried to look like locals as we sidled past the guards on the door.

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the crypt underneath the Basilica, Quito, Ecuador

the crypt underneath the Basilica, Quito, Ecuador

We respectfully spent half an hour or so wandering around the tunnels where families were dusting out the cobwebs in the little alcoves and replacing the plastic flowers, photos and statues of this saint or that virgin and generally just giving everything a bit of a spring-clean.

It was very different to the bright, colourful ceremony that we had passed in our bus earlier that day up in the mountains, although I do like the tradition of everybody remembering their loved ones on the same day.

Rather than individuals dealing with their personal loss on various anniversaries of birth, death or Christmas whilst the rest of life goes on around them, the Day of the Dead allows a collective understanding and empathy with others.

As our bus had driven out of the mountain town of Otavalo earlier that morning we had got caught up in a traffic jam outside the main cemetery where the majority of the indigenous population bury their dead.

The roads around the cemetery had been packed solid with people and families laden down with baskets and flowers as whole families decamped to the graves of their ancestors where they held picnics. The picnics which always included the dead person’s favourite food were actually spread out on top of the graves and everybody sat cross legged around.

The ‘Day of the Dead’ which is celebrated all around Central and South America and Mexico is a day of celebration rather than sadness and it was never going to be any more colourful than in that rural cemetery.

To further cement the collective remembrance, at this time of the year many of the shops and restaurants sell little images of people called guagua de pan (bread babies) and a thick, gloopy purple, slightly unsettlingly warm drink called colada morada (the drink is made of corn and blackberries).  Both of these seasonal treats are devoured with relish everywhere.

guagua de pan; treats for the Day of the Dead in Ecuador

guagua de pan; treats for the Day of the Dead in Ecuador

Reflecting on the previous five years.

As I update this article nearly five years after I had first published it, I reflect upon how my life has turned out.

Arriving in Quito after 3 months in a volunteer placement in Peru I was a totally confused solo traveller.  My personal life was in tatters and my self-belief was at rock bottom. I often pose myself the question….’what will my life look like in 5 years time’…and I vividly remember doing just that when I was in Ecuador.

I never take things for granted and I know that I got to the place in my head where I am right now with a lot of determination, constant questioning and with the support of some truly amazing friends. South America is edgy, dangerous, overwhelming and bursting with life and it was certainly a baptism of fire for me, then recently divorced and with almost zero self-confidence.

I am now a Mindfulness Practitioner and a published (ebook) author, (click here for my book, Becoming Stronger through Mindfulness), I support and guide others along their paths of self-discovery and I continue to travel.

At the end of this article I will post some useful links to resources that you might like if you are about to head off on your own journey – and if you are not quite ready to do that yet and you would like some guidance about how to learn to believe in yourself again, drop me an email.  I would love to hear from you.

Things began falling into place for me in South America and one day in Quito when I was out for lunch I met a lady from Canada who was visiting the city.  It now always makes me smile when this happens because one of my main worries before I set off on my adventures, and that of most solo travellers is of how you will meet people when you’re on your own; but back then, I didn’t realise how frequently this would happen.

I was extremely grateful when this lovely lady simply came over and asked to join me at my table.  The following day Sudha and I agreed to meet so that we could ride the cable car together – and there I was, no longer a frightened solo traveller

In the end we didn’t take the cable car as there was incredibly low cloud over the entire city but we went off for a morning’s shopping in a large craft market and drank some more of the purple colada morada.  Quito stretches the length of a long narrow valley and in just about every direction there are mountain peaks, volcanoes and clouds.

There is something so special about the clouds above the Andes.  I don’t know how the sky can appear to be bigger and more expansive but here it does, and because in the mountains you are high up, the clouds sit lower over you.

They can certainly affect the mood of the city trapping the air in when they press down grey and menacing, or stealthily creeping and flowing down the surrounding mountains like soft grey rivers of fog or, when there are no clouds at all, it’s as if your spirit is free to soar and fly up and away into the universe beyond and here I was enjoying it with a lady that I had only recently met and looking forward to my next destination.

Quito far below the Pichincha volcano in Quito

Quito far below the Pichincha volcano in Quito

Climbing the Pichincha volcano, Quito

However, I’m getting all poetical and I digress yet I still have to tell you about my last amazing day in Ecuador.  Marcel and I decided to climb a volcano.  We were joined by Rachael who was new in town and staying in the same hostel as us and luckily for us the clouds were way up high on the day that we set off for the cable car called the TeleferiCo.

Quito, the capital city of Ecuador sits at an altitude of 2800 metres and is the highest official capital city in the world.  It has more than 1.6 million inhabitants…and it literally sits around and up the sides of an active volcano which last had a significant eruption as recently as 1998.

These South Americans are a hardy lot and they don’t let a little thing like an active volcano bother them – they have even built a cable car system up the side of this one!

Unlike many other cable cars in Latin America such as those in Medellin or Manizales, this cable car in Quito has been built mainly for tourists and it whizzed us fast up the side of the volcano.  Or at least it was fast once we’d got onto the thing.  Rachael and I had to restrain Marcel who with his German scientific mind could not believe the method by which we had to get onto the system.

In fact there seemed to be no method.  Despite the steadily growing queue, if you wanted a whole cabin to yourself then you could have a whole cabin to yourself and damn everybody else behind you!  In the end, Marcel cracked and escaping the clutches of Rachael and me he jumped the queue and strode into a cabin with a family who had hoped to have it to themselves.


the summit of the Pichincha volcano is the furthest peak

the summit of the Pichincha volcano is the furthest peak

Once onboard the Teleferico it whisked us up to 4,000 metres and some absolutely stunning views of the city.  The ride costs twice as much for tourists as locals and is quite expensive by South American standards and in my opinion you shouldn’t bother going unless you have a clear day.  But we were lucky and we had a stunning wide-open sky kind of day and we were not here only for the ride.  We were here to climb a volcano.

It started out just like a walk in the park.  But an altitude affected heart thumping, heavy-limb uphill sort of a walk in the park.

A grassy ridge led us up and up for more than an hour and very gradually the sharp craggy rocks of the summit came into focus.

People use this volcano as a training ground for altitude and groups of runners – runners!!! – I could barely put one foot in front of the other at this altitude – groups of runners puffed past us.  In the cafe there was an oxygen bar where, for a few dollars you could buy time at an oxygen point and sit with a mask on and revive yourself.

the scree slope - great fun coming down the Pichincha volcano

the scree slope – great fun coming down the Pichincha volcano

I am never entirely happy with heights and a couple of hours we were faced with the steep side of the sharp peak.  Here I have to thank my two friends who encouraged me up – at times using hands and feet and climbing up the rocks.

It was tough going but we passed people on their way down who told us that the effort was worth it.  The clouds began to swirl down around us and I was a little afraid of getting lost because in some places there was no obvious path, but onwards and upwards we went.

And finally, after much scrabbling, we were there on top of the world.  The clouds lifted and swirled and allowed us to see Quito, just a large splodge of dusty colour below and we sat and caught our collective breaths.

It was amazing to think that we were stood on the summit of an active volcano, 4000 metres up in the sky – but we also knew that getting down was not going to be a piece of cake either.

we made it - the summit of the Pichincha volcano in Quito

we made it – the summit of the Pichincha volcano in Quito

But there was a quick option to get down part of the way.  Once past the spiky rocks which were very slowly negotiated, we bypassed the zigzag path and launched ourselves off down the scree slope.  This was an almost sheer, almost smooth slope at a steeper angle than 45 degrees and was made up of soft sand and gravel with the odd clump of grass or rock to add an element of danger.

At the top you take a deep breath and you launch yourself using whatever method best works for you.  Crouch down on your heels and scoot down the hill using your feet as a sled, or bounce down; leaning well back into the mountainside taking giant-sized slithery steps and all the time being very careful not to catch your boot on a misplaced hillock which would cause you to face-plant the gravel.

We all obviously made it down in one piece and we caught the cable car back down through the thick fog which had now swallowed up the entire city.

heading back down the volcano in Ecuador

heading back down the volcano in Ecuador

And then I was climbing into my bunk in the Minka Hostel for one last time before I would take a cab to the airport and my flights down to Brazil.

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the hike up the Pichincha volcano started off fairly easily

the hike up the Pichincha volcano started off fairly easily

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Villa de Tacvnga, Latacunga & the Quilotoa Volcano Crater Lake

Villa de Tacvnga, Latacunga & the Quilotoa Volcano Crater Lake

(Content has been updated since the post was first published in April 2014)

My bus rolled south out of Quito. As usually happens in Ecuador the driver stopped at every cluster of cabanas so that vendors could climb on board, selling everything from newspapers to medicines making it a slow, but interesting trip.   I bought a little bag of strips of green mango with salt to keep me going on the journey. It may sound weird but it works!  I was on my way to Latacunga from where I wanted to visit the Quilotoa volcano crater lake.

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Latacunga and Quilotoa

Latacunga and Quilotoa

South of Quito the road trundles down a wide flat U-shaped valley with the sides rising to mountains lost in the clouds. Cows grazed peacefully, boxes of beehives were in the fields and everywhere people were working the land.

Latacunga, Ecuador

Cotopaxi volcano is in the background with snow on its peak

Ecuador has more than thirty volcanoes, eight of which are considered active and I was heading south on the road known as the Avenue of the Volcanoes.  Latacunga is a town which sits just off the Pan American Highway and I was planning to explore the area and to do some writing away from the hustle and bustle of Quito.


I trekked up from the bus terminal and plunging into the narrow streets, for once I had some luck and I  found my hotel quite easily.  If you are a regular reader you will know that I am always getting myself lost.

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Latacunga, Ecuador Hotel courtyard

The courtyard of the Villa de Tacvnga

When I checked in to the Villa de Tacvnga (click here for up to date booking information), my immediate observation was one of calm and tranquility compared to the noise and chaos in the street outside.  A handful of people were dining in the large central courtyard which was draped with canopies and offered a welcome shade.  The rooms were built off balconies that ran around a smaller second courtyard in the Spanish Andalusian style and there were pretty tiles on the floors.

I was really lucky to be given a family room – which had a double bed and a single and bunk beds; all with fleecy blue throws over them and two windows dressed with very nice gold curtains.  The towels were bundled up with blue ribbons, there were chocolates on the pillows and complimentary bottles of water on the side.  The whole place was extremely tastefully decorated, and as I have already mentioned, peaceful.

Latacunga, hotel

My welcoming bed

I would also soon discover that the bathroom had a VERY powerful hot shower, there was a hairdryer and an excellent selection of channels to choose from on the television.

The villa, which once occupied a much larger area than it does now, was built between the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries for the Marquis of Miraflores and now as a hotel it contains a couple of suites and many lovely rooms.

I asked whether the hotel staff could recommend a tour guide as I wanted to visit Cotopaxi or preferably the crater lake of Quilotoa during my stay.  At this stage in my travelling adventure I wasn’t quite brave enough to find a local bus all by myself, but the hotel staff contacted and arranged a local guide for me.

Knowing what I know now I would certainly make the bus trip myself, although at least booking with the guide I had the opportunity to meet other walkers on our trip and our minibus stopped several times along the way and the guide explained what we were looking at.

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The Quilotoa Volcano Crater Lake

I  had a very filling breakfast of fruit, bread and scrambled eggs in the sunny courtyard.  There was fresh raspberry juice and strong coffee and then I was met by the guide and taken to join four people who were waiting for me in a large Land Cruiser.

Latacunga, Ecuador

the sunny courtyard

Diego drove us up into the mountains for nearly two hours to the little town that nestles just below the rim of the crater of the Quilotoa volcano.  I know that I bang on and on about the scenery in South America but it really is something spectacular and my camera just cannot capture the sheer scale of it.  The roads fold around the mountainsides for miles and miles, climbing high through passes and then swooping down and round, the clouds bubble up and shroud the peaks, and here and there were large piles of dried brown grass which looked like old fashioned hay stacks.

These turned out to be homes called chozas and were mostly roofs over short wooden structures but were the farmhouses of the indigenous people.

Latacunga, Quilotoa farmhouse

a choza with its haystack like roof

The majority of the women here wore colourful skirts, long white socks, shawls and bottle green trilby hats, often with a peacock feather stuck in the side.  One of them told me that the blue of the feather signifies the blue of the sky, the green hats the land and the brown for the soil.  She was telling me this whilst sat on the rim of the crater and having a conversation on her mobile phone with somebody at the bottom by the lake.

Latacunga, Quilotoa volcano

pausing for breath – mobile phone clutched in her hand

Leaving the car park I climbed to the top of a rise and wow,  what a sight.  The morning sun had turned the lake’s water a brilliant blue.  Edged by the steep crater sides and with the snow covered peaks of Los Ilinizas and Cotopaxi in the distance, it was a magical sight.

I slowly hiked down to the lake but I declined the option to kayak on the water and I also declined the option of riding a mule or a horse back up.  I did wonder about the wisdom of that decision on more than one occasion as I struggled with the sheer climb on loose, sandy soil and the altitude (the lake is at a breath-stopping 4000 metres), but eventually, encouraged by my new friends from Spain and Bolivia who were on my tour and chatting away in my own version of Spanish, I staggered to the top.

Latacunga and the Quilotoa crater lake

The crater lake of Quilotoa

The crater measures fifteen kilometers around the rim, and from the rim to the water is four hundred meters – although the zig zag path measures one kilometer and as I have already mentioned it tops out at a breath-taking altitude of four thousand meters.  The depth of the water at the edges is two hundred and fifty meters deep and in the centre – who knows!!!  It’s deep.  And due to the sulphur (which we could actually see bubbling at the sides) nothing can live or grow in it.

After some time spent at the top, chatting to some local women we ate a very tasty lunch inside one of the hostels, warmed by a wood burner stove and sopa de zapallo (pumpkin).  We had to wait for two of our party to return from their trek around the rim but I just had to keep popping back to peep at the amazing view for one more time.

Driving back we had perfect views in the almost clear skies of the massive volcano Cotopaxi – the highest active volcano in the world, and the twin peaks of North and South Ilinizas.  These were once one volcano which exploded and blew itself into two and now have their own lake high between the two.


Cotopaxi volcano

We also stopped to see the Canyon del Rio Toachi, formed in a previous volcanic eruption.  The steep sides gashed through the land and a heat haze shimmered up and out despite the now brisk wind which was blowing.


Canyon del Rio Toachi

Back at the hotel I was welcomed once again by Nelson W. Chanatasig who was interested to know how my day had been.  You can check out the rooms and the latest prices here, but what the web site doesn’t convey is the friendliness and professionalism of the staff.  Sr Chanatasig and his right hand team of Juan and Belen have createe the most welcoming atmosphere in a place of sophistication.  And this wasn’t just put on for me either – I watched and listened as I went through reception and they were lovely with everybody.

Just before I left, the manager took me behind the scenes to the kitchen which contained the original ovens  that were nearly three hundred years old and he showed me the little yard at the back which contained the well, complete with its stone water filter.  This stone shaped bucket would have been filled with sand and charcoal and the well water filtered to ensure that it was clean.  The hotel has been lovingly restored and there are plans to make further improvements to the building.


a little bit of luxury

Latacunga is a small town but one very good reason to visit is to stay at the Villa de Tacvnga in its perfect location on the Plaza of Santo Domingo, and to make the journey over to the crater lake of the Quilotoa Volcano.  Many intrepid travellers also climb the Cotopaxi volcano but that, I am afraid to say, is simply way too far outside of my comfort zone!

The best bits:

  • The tranquil atmosphere at the Villa de Tacvnga and the overwhelming feeling of peace
  • The extremely friendly staff: Nelson W Chanatasig, Belen and Juan
  • The beautiful building with the stone arches and courtyards
  • The jaw-dropping views of Quilotoa
  • The bus journey to and from the crater lake and the stop at the Canyon del Rio Toachi

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Highlights of Bangkok

Highlights of Bangkok

Highlights of Bangkok

This was my first visit to South East Asia and I wasn’t too sure what to expect.  Most people told me to head out of Bangkok at the earliest opportunity but I had to be there for a couple of weeks and I intended to make the best of it.  I wanted to know what the best bits of Bangkok were and I was offered a place on a tour which was designed to show off the highlights of Bangkok in a day. After checking into my hostel with its 34 bed dorm!! (more about that later) I set out to explore the city.  I set off with several other travel bloggers and writers to experience the Highlights of Bangkok tour which was organised by the Tourism Authority of Thailand.   As the sun beat down on us and the humidity rocketed we were treated to a whistle stop tour of some of the best sights in the city. Our first stop was Wat Pho – better known as the place which houses the reclining Buddha.  I would get to see a lot of Buddhas over the next few weeks, but this one, my first, holds a special place for me. The Buddha is MASSIVE.  And gold – and it has hordes of people around it all jostling to get a better photo with their selfie sticks held aloft.  It’s so big that it’s impossible to get it all into one picture on an ordinary camera so you can only capture tantalising glimpses through the pillars.

highlights of Bangkok

Those pillars which hold the ceiling up and hide the Buddha from you are a work of art in themselves and they are covered with intricate paintings and pictures; as are the walls.  Along one side of the hall is a long row of little brass bowls. You buy a tub of coins and then walk along the row while dropping a coin with a gentle chink into each pot.  At the end, if your coins match the number of bowls then your wishes will come true. The entire complex of Wat Pho is magnificent with chedis and stupas (pointy bits) in every direction and it has to be top of everybody’s list of the highlights of Bangkok.  There are ancient drawings depicting the pressure points for Thai massage and small outcrops of rock gardens. The sun bounces off the jewelled walls, the colourful tiled roofs and the mosaic encrusted snakes and everywhere there are tourists. But if you want a really magical experience, get along to Wat Pho in the evening.  You will virtually have the place to yourself and it takes on an unearthly glow under the floodlights (click here to read about my night time tuk tuk tour of Bangkok with Expique)

Highlights of Bangkok

After Wat Pho we went to the Grand Palace where the word grand is an understatement.  Like Wat Pho there is simply glitter and bling and grandeur in every direction. Strangely, at first glance, many of the buildings appear to be decorated with cups and saucers and plates….and when you look even closer, you realise that they ARE decorated with cups and saucers and plates

Hundreds of years ago, silk was brought in ships from China in exchange for rice from Thailand.  Silk is relatively light in weight so the Chinese used bricks as ballast in the holds of the ships. Once the ships had docked, the bricks would be dumped – it wasn’t required for the return journey because rice is heavy and the cargo didn’t require additional ballast. A couple of enterprising Chinese sea captains decided to use crockery as ballast instead of bricks –they could sell this in the ports and make a little profit from what would otherwise be a waste product – and this did indeed prove to be a lucrative side trade. The Thais, who were building their temples at the time decided that rather than waste the inevitable broken pieces of crockery that arrived following storms at sea, that they would decorate the walls of their temples with the shiny colourful pieces.  The funny thing is that somewhere along the way they took this a stage further and used whole cups and saucers and plates to make flowers and random patterns.  It seems a weird product to use but it does actually work.

The Grand Palace was even more chaotic and packed with tourists than Wat Pho so eventually we were quite relieved to get out of the relentless sun and find refuge in a riverside restaurant for lunch. The Supatra River House was a peaceful haven from the crowds and we all enjoyed a tasty, traditional lunch in the upstairs restaurant before boarding one of the longtail boats which ply the river.  We were given a tour of the canals -the klongs that Bangkok is built around and we buzzed among the waterside neighbourhoods where mail boxes stand on posts at the water’s edge, a hat shop was operating from a rickety wooden jetty and a fish feeding frenzy was taking place outside one of the temples. In the klongs, ramshackle wooden houses balance precariously at drunken angles over the water next to upmarket and very expensive riverside real estate.  This was a glimpse into another part of city life.  We spotted a water monitor basking on a rock in the sun, boys bathing in the water and wizened old men swinging in hammocks in the shade on verandas.

Highlights of Bangkok

Our final stop of the day was to the iconic Wat Arun. Much of this temple is currently covered in scaffolding as it is being renovated but we could still climb some of the steps and look out over the other buildings.  The teacup art is taken to a new level here with whole pieces of crockery adorning the walls.  Despite the renovation work taking place, Wat Arun should still be on your highlights of Bangkok list. We had a lovely introduction to Bangkok, if tiring day, thanks to our guide Dom and the cute On and the Tourism Authority of Thailand. I was also pleased that On was able to accompany us the following day when I went to the Silom School of Cooking, and we had a chance to chat a little bit more

A hostel with a difference 

The 3Howw Hostel, Sukhumvit

After a hot busy day it was back to my hostel. Always wanting to try something new I had snubbed the standard 10-bed dorm and chosen the 34 bed dormitory at the 3Howw Hostel in Sukhumvit.  I like to be different and this certainly was different. On my arrival I was greeted by the delightfully friendly Pon and shown to my bed.  Described as a pod it looked remarkably like one of the chambers in a Spanish or Latino graveyard.  Chambers were set into the walls and you climb in and you lie down head first with your feet pointing out.

Highlights of Bangkok
A little curtain gives the feeling of privacy and each pod has a light and an electric socket.  The mattresses were the best ever and there were thick scrummy duvets, all with crisp white linen.  I did wonder about the duvets in a city where the temperature hardly dropped below 30 degrees but the frosty air-con made them necessary and I had the best nights’ sleep for a long time.  So much so that I extended my booking and I even returned a week later for more. The 3Howw Hostel Sukhimvit had its unusual 34 bed dorm, but it also had some nice little places to chill and relax.  Despite the size of the dorm this was one of the quietest ones that I have slept in, and each morning there was fresh coffee and samples of different Thai snacks to try.  And something else that is worth a mention – I think that the staff cleaned and mopped out the toilets and showers after every single guest! After the conference quite a few bloggers moved in to the 3Howw Sukhumvit and we commandeered one of the large tables in reception and converted it to our office.  It was Rish’s birthday when we were there and the staff even went out quite late in the evening to try to find her a birthday cake and candles which was a nice touch.
Highlights of Bangkok

I also experienced firsthand the benefits of a VA.  A VA (virtual assistant) is like a PA (personal assistant) but as the name suggests, she (or he) works with you virtually.  Louise has an awesome capacity for grasping concepts and new ideas, teaching herself from online seminars and courses and then puts into practice what she has learnt for the benefits of her clients.  I mercilessly picked her brains, but we also got out and explored quite a bit of the city too.  I will tell you some more about what we saw and did in a later post, but if you want a VA, check her out at and see what she can do for you.   Hopefully I have given you plenty to whet your appetite with these highlights of Bangkok.  It is worth spending a few days here – be brave – learn how to get about on the metro and the skytrain and find out for yourself what makes this vibrant Asian cosmopolitan city tick. Disclaimer:  I must thank the Tourism Authority of Thailand for the Highlights of Bangkok tour and also thank the 3Howw Sukhumvit Hostel for a discounted stay. All opinions are, as always, my own and have not been influenced in any way

Scarlet Jones Travels has a new look


To coincide with the launch of my long-awaited online course I have re-designed my website Scarlet Jones Travels.

I have been working in Chiang Mai – a large town in the north of Thailand – which is home to probably the largest gathering of digital nomads other than in Medellin on the planet.

Chiang Mai is an intriguing mix of the old and the new, a smorgasbord of street food and it has one of the best markets that I have seen on my travels so far (it even beats the one in Otovalo and that is saying something).

As well as working on content for the course I have some great articles in the pipeline too.

You can learn more about some of the great things to do in Bangkok, my stay in a 34 bed dormitory and about some of the other travel bloggers that I met at the TBEX conference.

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a rather creepy exhibit at the toy museum in Ayuthaya

You can learn about my trip to Kanchanaburi where I stayed on a river raft and where I walked over the bridge that crosses over what was once not the River Kwai but it is now.  You can learn about Hellfire Pass and the cruelty of man against other men and read about the waterfalls at Erewan and the fish that do their best to eat you slim.

I went to the city of Ayutthaya with its packs of (probably) rabid, feral street dogs and I cycled the ruins and the paddy fields of Sukhothai.  I expected one bus journey to take just 2 hours not the 6 that it was scheduled for (I DO know how to read a timetable) and I went three up on a mototaxi (motorbike) during the rush hour without a helmet and I survived.

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Gridlock Bangkok

All of these little gems will be with you shortly – and hopefully will be enough to entice you to sign up to my newsletters if you don’t already receive them

In the future I will post many more stories of inspiration and I will also be including contributions from other travellers, bloggers and writers, so you don’t have to just listen to me rambling on.  I am going to mix it up a bit.

So don’t go too far away because service will be resumed very shortly – just in time for Christmas.

Next week I am crossing the border into Laos.  I could fly but despite being afraid of water I have opted for the slow boat down the Mekong. It will certainly be a challenge as it is two days in something not much bigger than a motorised canoe on the muddy brown river, stopping overnight at a town midway.

See you on the other side.


The ‘white coffee’ trade in Colombia

The ‘white coffee’ trade in Colombia

Trekking in the lush mountains ‘somewhere’ in Colombia and looking over the steep hillsides which were jam-packed with stubby glossy-green coffee bushes I asked my local friend about the money that the farmers here would earn from their beans. He told me that the farmers here could not receive a good price at all for their beans on the market but that they were financially very well off, thank you very much!

After meeting Jorge the coffee farmer earlier in my travels (read that article here) I wondered how the farmers in this area earned their money. They didn’t even appear to have the usual secondary crop of plantains or bananas growing alongside the coffee, yet they had extravagant homes and cars in the mountains.


My friend expanded upon his story but he asked me not to identify where we were walking. It transpired that the majority of the mountains that we could see, and many more beyond, were owned by just one wealthy man. That man had earned his wealth through the little white powder that Colombia is famous for, but now, with the authorities becoming more vigilant he had to somehow justify that wealth. So he bought a mountain; the land and the farmers.

The farmers continue to farm their coffee (they have no interest in planting additional cash crops), and in exchange, this man pays the farmers top prices for their beans, which for now, satisfies the authorities.  It is money laundering.

Whether the wealthy landowner still trades in his sideline of ‘white coffee’ or if he has retired from that more lucrative career path I am not sure, but the local farmers don’t appear to care whilst they are receiving the money.

And there is a market for the ‘white coffee’.  Whether among the local population or for the tourists, across South America drugs of any description are cheap and easily available.


I certainly would never want to be caught with any illegal substances on me as sentences can be exceedingly harsh but there is corruption among some of the police in some of the countries and that actually makes things easier.  If they catch you with something, yes the majority of officers will follow the law but a huge proportion will ensure that they personally benefit.

I met one guy who was stopped by the police in Cartagena and searched.  They found something on him and luckily they gave him a telling off, confiscated it (no doubt they would use it themselves later or sell it on) and told him to be on his way.  Chancing his arm, my friend cheekily asked if they had anything for sale – to which they replied that they knew that he didn’t have enough cash on him, but left him in no doubt that if he did, he could have been in a position to buy it back from them!

Men stand on every street corner in South America selling things – from chewing gum and tobacco to shoe laces and tissues and they all whisper as you walk past, asking if you want to buy something special.  My advice here is DON’T.  Many will not sell you the real deal, others are in cohoots with the police and will follow you and report you in exchange for a pay-off.  But it is all out there and it is cheap.

In Colombia you can buy little 1 gram bags of the white powder for between $4 and $7 and weed will cost you just $1.50 per gram.  The temptation is there, but do remember that the recent history and the devastation of entire families in Colombia is all caught up in the recent wars between the drug cartels and by buying into the trade you may be perpetuating the problems.


I was very upset when I met a Colombian policeman in Ecuador who was on the run and in hiding with his wife and two children following the assassination of some of his family after his role in the anti-narcotics force was uncovered.  I doubt that my ‘practical research’ into the trade contributed much to the overall situation, and I have to confess to certainly enjoying the many and varied fruits of the country while there, but who knows.

The country is still raw from the black period in history and there are still restrictions which hang over the people.  It was until relatively recently illegal for 2 men to ride pillion on bikes as so many were gunmen and while that rule has been relaxed there are still prohibitions.  On election days, people are not permitted to go out with a pillion rider (previously there would have been drive-by shootings from motor bikes and also in some areas of Cartagena on pay day, pillions are barred due to the high prevalence of drive-by bag snatches.

The worlds of the ‘white coffee farmer’ and Jorge who is striving to change the system for all of the coffee farmers in his area are poles apart, but it is people like Jorge and Juan – ordinary people at grass roots level who are the ones who will eventually make a difference and change peoples’ perception of Colombia.

And people like you – tourists and visitors who go with an open mind and take much needed revenue into the country.


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