Guide to weird Mexico City
I doubt if I ever forget my first impression from DF: I walked alone around Zocalo, all panic-stricken, suffering the worst agonies. My personal space issues were quite strong that … Continue reading
Magical Mystery Tour, or How Peyotes tried me out
Suffering from insomnia, I lay in bed, the night was about to change into morning. Suddenly I heard somebody calling my fevered name, and as if I was seized with … Continue reading
Hitchhiking in Mexico. Part II.
Mexican visa given me visa for as recently as 10 years was such a godsend that I felt destined to come back to the country again. My memory was still … Continue reading
What do Salvadorians dream about?
An endless wall of black granite. Black as a war. Black as the death. A group of Japanese tourists just left but small origami birds they stuck on the wall … Continue reading
How I did NOT surf in El Salvador
I came in Salvador for a couple of weeks after El Estore; my plan was to apply for Mexican visa right there and to hang out on the beach surfing … Continue reading
Hitchhiking in Guatemala
I didn’t try to hitchhike in Guatemala first for two reasons: the chicken buses are so extremely cheap that one will spend more money on the water or food while … Continue reading
Try This Road Anniversary: 41 facts about how I tried it this year.
1 I left Moscow one year ago, on November, 24, 2012. Since that time I have been travelling 8 countries and lived in two. 2 When I left Moscow I … Continue reading
Russian invansion in Guatemala: a Nickel factory in the middle of jungles
One Saturday morning Juan, the owner of the hostel I worked in, knocked my door and asked me to get out of there as quick as possible. It was two … Continue reading
The Beauty and the Beast: Why Antigua sucks compared to Guatemala city
If Woody Allen once wrote me on Facebook asking for recommendation about the place that should look like a paradise on earth, I would say ‘Woody, go to Antigua, Guatemala. You … Continue reading
Lake Atitlán: how I was tortured by indigenous Mayan life
Dunno, for how long I would get stuck in Xela, partying, boozing and learning Spanish with Linda, my magnificent teacher, if one day I didn`t run out of money. I … Continue reading