Hi there, welcome to the BLOG of my life as a Vagabiker. Beryl calls me a 'Free Spirit' my Grandpa a B.U.M. of no fixed address. Kelly says I'm 'off the wall'. I think that the Toad is closest saying I'm the Cat in the Hat it's fun to have fun—but you have to know how.

These are the stories of my unique, home-and-job-free Natness.

Naturally, quasi-legal events are fictional. Everything else is the unvarnished truth.

Archive for March, 2006

Operation Panama City Complete

Saturday, March 11th, 2006

Hey,

So after a rather uneventful day of riding, just 64 km along a divided, busy 4 lane highway, ignore the people at the toll booths and keep on riding.

When we reached the bridge over the canal we were stopped by security. ‘For our own safety’ we had to wait for a little pick-up truck and jam our stuff into the back of it for a ride across the bridge. (more…)

Hello Panama

Monday, March 6th, 2006

Hi there,

In case any of you were wondering, Panama is really hot.

After the Really extremely bumpy 45km long dirt road in Costa Rica, we had a really potholed paved road to the Panamanian boarder. The holes were easily avoidable on bicycles, but a pain in the butt to vehicles with 4 wheels.

Our last night in Costa, we were not really in a nice looking spot for camping, and the locals eventually told us to camp at the school, where we tented up behind the soccer goal. Since it is expensive here, our breakfast cost $1.90, eggs, rice, black beans .. the usual. (more…)

Costa Rica

Sunday, March 5th, 2006

Hey there sportsfans, welcome back

So I am south of Domical Costa Rica. I like this country, and there are only 6 days left to Panama. It’s nice here, a little more civilized, but more white tennis shoes is the catch.

It is hot and warm down here. Some nights I have to sleep outside skins just to be cool enough, of course I put on bugspray in lieu of a tent, but then it only lasts ‘3 hours’ so I usually have to put in ear plugs so that the mosquitoes’s whine doesn’t keep me awake.

Otherwise, I am not sure what I am going to be in for as far as reverse culture shock, but it will be a little different not having roosters wake me up at 4am, dogs catch me, when they come down the driveway. I am looking forward to Kelley’s Lasagna but you know what I mean.

Of course you cannot replace the open-ended adventure of traveling this way. If you could my ‘normal’ life would probably be the closest thing.