Austria

Wed, 16 May 2012 17:36:16 +0200

Very soon...

Hungary

Mon, 14 May 2012 17:35:11 +0200

Very soon...

Slovakia

Thu, 10 May 2012 17:34:25 +0200

Very soon...

Estonia

Fri, 4 May 2012 01:55:17 +0200

Story 1: That I can count more than the last 3 different countries, unique places full of vegetation with many trees in most conifers, long straight roads, fields with farms with barns houses almost falling but in very good condition very nice contrast and makes you go back in time and think like these people lived a few decades ago. Arrive to the city of Tallinn, the last city further north to visit on my trip around the world, a beautiful city because that style in the old medieval makes it unique, a city with many churches and ancient constructions, many stores abandoned everywhere giving also an industrial touch the downtown area, a pretty tourist city, but by the time that I've been feeling it was not a factor mentioned by many people. Women in this part are a little different to the other Baltic countries, more and more variety in all skin but always keeping the tone light, also changed his sympathy for this area as many unlike you smile more southern countries they are a bit more serious. Worth it to have come to Tallinn in spite of the cold he was doing these days and the problem of where to stay for encintrar some events that occurred in the visit dates.

Latvia

Wed, 2 May 2012 10:49:27 +0200

Story 1: I arrived in Riga after several hours of pure driving straight where the road starts to be boring and lacking any curve for many kilometers becomes something monotonous drive, if not for the beautiful scenery in the forest and these farms tancaracteristicas one area could be asleep at the wheel, come to Riga and finally went out to meet. A beautiful city in its architecture and well designed, this city as the above from Polish women are very beautiful and going out makes it even more fun and to know the city and see the monuments beyond flesh and blood makes time passes very quickly, a city with much to learn. My idea of the Baltic countries has changed as he thought that by being in a regime very different from capitalism would find their cities in very poor condition and was quite the opposite.

Lithuania

Thu, 26 Apr 2012 10:48:56 +0200

Story 1: I run for 350 kilometers to reach Kaunas, a city he would visit for two days on my way through this little country, a city established along the river, a small town with several large churches, pedestrian streets where stand two very large which houses the majority of restaurants and bars in this city, following the end of a street can get to the riverbank, where the afternoon the locals is thrown on the grass to watch the sunset, where the colors of the sunset are something amazing.

Story 2: After spending a couple of days for Kaunas continue my way to Latvia would be my next country to visit, on the road I came across an abandoned airport where there was an exhibition of aircraft of World War II from Russia, so as also in a gas station I saw military tanks that have been abandoned over time and serve as an ornament to the environment where they were left.

Poland

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 10:48:26 +0200

Story 1: After a week in the neighboring country Poland reaches south to the area where passeth Auscwitz a couple of days knowing the Nazi concentration camps museums facts to know now what happened there a few decades ago. I come from the fields of Birkenau Auscwitz and after being for more than 5 hours I think I have removed all the energy of the day, after meeting all the prisoners who lived are you not feel like doing anything because the lived reality these people surpasses any film that has been documented about these places, actually lived a hell on earth, a very interesting place to learn but not to return, the tourists can see many tears for the printing of each story told by the museum guides.

Story 2: Continue my way to Krakow, a few kilometers from where he was, the way I did in about 3 hours, but typically is less than an hour but I was stopping every 10 kiloemtros enjoy the view from every village he went, come to Krakow, a city with many churches and a large square full of tourists, a city visited by many as the birthplace of John Paul II, much loved by all who profess the Catholic religion.

Story 3: I have crossed most of the Polish territory to be on my way to the Baltic countries, I made a stop on my route on the outskirts of the city of Brno to take a break from the road as I did this day 600 km or so and if I wanted to get to the next country should manage a few more hours, so I decided to come through this area. The next day I continued my journey to Lithuania, the next country to visit.

Story 4: I have returned to this great country after having visited the Baltic countries, I am in the city of Lublin, the second largest city in the country, and where will be the last place to visit and then continue to Slovakia and Hungary.

Czech Republic

Sun, 15 Apr 2012 10:47:23 +0200

Story 1: I come to Czech republic to the city of Plzen, famous for developing the beer that bears the same name, the heavy rain did not allow me to take one and only picture I could go on a motorcycle for two hours and continue at a town 30 kilometers to wait for the next day was better time to return to enjoy the city. After two days and not see improvement continue my way to Prague.

Story 2: After several hours away and have rolled by without taking highway roads to better understand the country reaches the capital, a city that was eager to hear all the talk around it and have become famous in recent years that horror movie where the story takes place in this city, a city with much to know where the monuments, castles and buildings are scattered throughout the city. I decided to stay a few days on it to know well in all nooks and crannies, know something of their history and their dishes.

Story 3: After having spent several days in Prague and check that those horror stories that circulate in the movies was just that (a movie) continue my way to my next country it would be Poland.

Switzerland

Mon, 9 Apr 2012 01:23:55 +0200

Story 1: After having run for over 4 hours to reach my final destination would be the area of Lake Maggiore to be exact to the city of Solduno with my friend Sharon who received me in a unique way and with all the energy to fun, after being a few hours talking and remembering old stories from when she was in Mexico, we decided to get to know the city and its surroundings, going to the neighboring town of Bellinzona famous for its beautiful and ancient castle at the top of the city with the same name, after spending all afternoon in those places so beautiful we decided to go home and spend the evening watching some movies. The next day we left some friends to a bar at night and spend time having fun in the company of a few beers that I fell bad for relax.

Story 2: I left Lucerne Solduno course, it was hard to leave my friend and who have so graciously on your part is difficult to leave the good life and continue on the road, after several hours to reach a beautiful city Lucerne I had talked of her and wonders what was so because the city runs along both sides of the river filled with clocks towers and bridges that can cross from one side to the other thourgh the river, a city very well lit at night with unique colors , where I had fun taking pictures.

Story 3: After several days in Lucerne continue my way to Zurich, passing through many places like the famous town of Interlaken but not ride on it but very close, so also in areas with snowy peaks, Zurich reach a city something like the big cities of Europe that most are next to rivers, but this with a unique touch as though it is the capital city is quite clean and tidy, I've walked enough to know all its tourist attractions much up and down hills but it was worth it. While in Zurich I noticed that my kit was no longer drive but I had to start thinking that would do to change it and where would be the most convenient place to do it, months before he had received an invitation to spend a few nights Touratech knowing the factory so there would be where exchange parts, so Germany would continue to change the drive kit and be cross country to Eastern Europe.

Italy

Wed, 4 Apr 2012 01:19:09 +0200

Story 1: After 18 hours on the ferry that went to Barcelona in the direction of this country to avoid the south coast of France and he had no interest in shooting it for the thousands of traffic jams there along that route. Finally we landed at the port of Genoa, the process was pretty easy in this day trip with a friend I would do with Spanish rider which shared several routes in Spain and cabin on the ferry. We left from due north to visit each of the historical places we passed, we crossed Genoa and Torino to name a few, as our destination that day would be the city of Susa in northern Italy, almost bordering France and Switzerland, which was I walked toward me, after a cloudy day and driven about 350 km we reached Susa a very nice town, and it is surrounded by mountains with some peaks still capped, after being several days living with my Spanish friend who took each had marked the route and we said goodbye. The next day I woke up rather late as usual and I diriji further north to cross into Switzerland and reach my next destination would be the area of Lake Maggiore. Roll on Italy is complicated because if you do not take the motorways can take 6 hours at a stretch that normally do 2 hours, as each 10 km go through some town or city and sometimes the route passes through the center of the populations.

Portugal

Sat, 3 Mar 2012 00:11:35 +0100

Story 1: I arrived in Portugal in the south to the city center of Olhao where Vitor would visit a friend motorcyclist who lives in the camping area where I would stay, after handling about 5 hours doing the obligatory stops to appreciate the landscape and the coast of this country get to where he would rest, a small coastal town, where the sunsets on the waterfront are something spectacular as the sun takes a unique color that pass through various shades of yellow, orange and red, after being a couple of days for Olhao and be living with Vitor telling me his adventures in bike trips continue to my next destination would be the city of Faro.

Story 2 Arrive at Faro that there was a more than 20 minutes and that would be another must-see destination for its beautiful historic center and its nearby beaches, also famous in the motorcycling world to organize in this city the concentration of motorcycles Europe's largest. The town with its stone Callesen and many places to visit, restaurants to eat and sights make the tour of the streets is something very nice.

Story 3: After several days in the area of Faro continue to the capital of the Country, this time preferred to leave some coastal roads and explore the mountains, a road with many curves, full of vegetation and villages with unique architecture each, after several hours away and go through several villages come to Lisbon, a city that I thought that was as big as its population are not represented, a very modern and well planned, with only a boardwalk monuments and castles dating back a few centuries ago, a city with many places to visit, many neighborhoods to know, I can say I impact and would definitely visit.

Story 4: After being in the capital several days camping in a forest continue my journey due east to the border with Spain, with the medieval castle route crossing several populations with a long history of medieval times, a city I really liked was this named Evora unesco heritage as it has many very beautiful places from their castles, churches and Roman ruins preserved in very good condition.

Portugal is a country very nice from the coast and mountainous parts, if not all as traveled by migratory issues permits had a reduced margin of days to be in, I liked it and I think it again someday visit. Thanks to everyone who helped me in my time in this country.

Morocco

Sun, 18 Dec 2011 20:21:19 +0100

Story 1: I arrived in Morocco country where I spend part of the harsh winter in Europe, reaching the city of Tangier after 45 minutes on a ferry that went out of Tarifa in Spain, the process of admission to this country was something fast and easy , continue my way to Chefchaouen, a very touristy town but also magical as its varying shades of blue in it make you get carried away by time. Arrive twist of fate a lovely hotel, I could speak with the manager lowered to 15 euros from baseline. Morocco, a country where haggling is part of the culture at the time of purchase or need of some service. Chefchaouen Chefchaouen or as they call it is a small town nestled in the mountains of the Northeast.

Story 2: After several days in Chefchaouen Fez continue my path to where the city where I would meet with Monica to shoot for this country together. We have installed a one-star hotel where the room is simple but at least they had hot water. A city of Fez and a half million inhabitants where his Medina (old city) is the largest in the country with more than nine thousand streets, known as the town lost tourists. The medina of Fez is famous for its handicrafts and offer you all the places, where a careless buy something without have noticed. A city Fez Moroccan style.

Story 3: Departure from Fez to Rabat, the capital of this country, to reach this city and you can see some of modernity and cleanliness in the city center. Upon leaving the city to know we could realize that there are many areas with trash on the ground but still made her cleaner than previous cities, Rabat has many places of interest throughout the modern city and its medina also compared from that of Fez is like a supermarket 5 stars, a place not to be missed is where Hassan II tower a place with a unique peace.

Story 4: Depart from Rabat to Casablanca, this city of which everyone speaks abroad, this being larger than the capital, a city divided, as in the old town the streets are very appreciated and neglected edifcio the unfinished boardwalk area, but the great Hassan II Mosque to the sea makes a very imposing place to visit and makes you forget that deterioration of the old city, on the other side is full of the modern summer houses in the hills by the sea, a shopping center called the largest in North Africa that can compete with any in Europe. Casablanca is a city not to be missed and walk the boardwalk to see the sunsets and see the second largest mosque in the world after Mecca.

Story 5: After being a few days in Casablanca Oualidia continue the path to a coastal town about 5 000 inhabitants, a town famous for its oyster crop and also known for its lake which hosts a unique biodiversity as flamingos and other kinds of birds. Arriving at Oualidia may feel a lull in such a beautiful place, a very clean town and restored because here is the palace of the son of the king of Morocco who recently inherited it. After being several days and be expecting to spend Christmas in this beautiful place took me by surprise a respiratory tract infection complicated and reaching the tonsils were the worst days pass and no medicine gave me a favorable reaction.

Story 6: Al and feel a little better take the decision to continue the journey to my next point I would Essaouira, a city of more than 50 000 inhabitants, a journey that started easy and ended very difficult because the symptoms of this infection is were felt to its fullest, in all that discomfort was felt to find where staying put something simple as renting an apartment in an area of local people, making us feel an inhabitant of this city, after trying several medications and be stand for several days that infection began to subside and let out could know this city. Essaouira is famous for its fishing and kite lovers, a very clean due to the large influx of tourists that visit especially on weekends. Here we spent the New Year celebration cooking seafood delicacies sold at their market outside the medina and attached to the port. The medina is one of the most well made as it is focused on tourism and is kept very clean and constant restoration.

Story 7: already feeling much better and almost without any symptoms of infection that attacked me for over 15 days continue heading south with stops in the city of Agadir for about an hour and decided to continue to nit Tiz because that city seemed to us a monster in the tourism infrastructure that hastle. Tiz nit was the basis to move through several villages in the region and its ruins as Mirleft as Aglou beach.

Story 8: Depart from Tiznit to Sidi Ifni toward a village of 20 000 inhabitants where in the 60's passage to the government of Morocco as it was Spanish territory and that through the UN were asked to hand him over to Morocco. Sidi Ifni famous for surfers since most of the year you can enjoy this sport. A quiet town of friendly people, a place with endless beaches and unique wonders such as the white beach and Legzira.

Story 9: After spending more than three weeks in Sidi Ifni and making several trips around the area, such as day trips to different towns and places including the town of Tan as famous as the entrance to Western Sahara to name one. We went to a village nestled Tafraoute in the area of anti Atlas, a place with lots to see and know in their surroundings as painted stones, designed by a Belgian artist, also a place not to be missed is the circuit where lies the oasis of Afella ighir.

Story 10: We leave towards Marrakech Tafraoute, a very beautiful route, scenic in nature as each km that is rolling in it were doing a visual spectacle, after driving for about three hours we reached the midpoint of the route that was the city coastal Agadir, that afternoon we decided to stay in that city because when we passed it we had not known. To free some up adrenaline and get the child in us decided to go to the circus in town, making us have a good time. Agadir a city full of hotels, restaurants and tourist sites, not for nothing is the most visited destination in Morocco.

Story 11: Arrived at Marrakech, the city that we had been told it was full of magic and charm, and so was because of all the cities we had visited this was the best in all aspects. Its medina where are most of the attractions is a mixture of real Morocco but with a touch of tourism, where you can see plenty of crafts, souvenirs and street shows such as hypnotists cobras, transvestites dancing Arabic dance. Here in Marrakech Neouredine I met a biker friend who offered me all the help they need to make my stay in Marrakech as comfortable outside, so it met his wife and friends who invited us to dinner.

Story 12: After several days in Marrakech we continue our journey to the desert through the Atlas area, a road full of snow in the winter season. We made our way to make a night in Ouarzazate, famous for its film studios where movies have been filmed very famous. The next day we rose early to continue our journey to the desert of Merzouga through the Dades Valley, a place he did not want to miss because here is the impressive gorge of the same name, a valley with walls of rock higher in parts over one hundred meters.

Story 13: Merzouga We leave a path with curves at the beginning and the more we got into the desert road toward more straight, to get to Merzouga received us very kindly person who had had contact for my stay in the desert. After resting on the route we decided to climb the big dune of Erg Chebbi, which measures approximately 150 meters. We left the next day a camel ride to watch the sunset in the desert, a unique experience and that everyone dreams of riding a coarse sand and explore the surrounding desert.

Story 14: We start with the route north to visit as the last point the Roman ruins of Volubilis, to Midelt, also known by the city of cold, staying one night to rest on it. The next day we shot up the town of Azrou where the route before reaching it we saw families of monkeys in the wild, Azrou a city with little alpine style like the rest of the country. Passing through some 30 kilometers Meknes Volubilis before I noticed that the adventurer had broken one of the rear wheel bearings, having us to stay for the next day to fix it. The next day after a lot of laps and find a parts store and a workshop where they could install bearings adventurer returned to be in perfect condition.

Story 15: After touring most of Morocco this day was Monica who is accompanied me every day on the route of this country, so the adventurous and I returned to be by themselves. I continued my route to the north and preparing to go out of Morocco and to Portugal via Spain, to reach Larache place with a Spanish accent as for decades past was the territory of Spain, it reminded me a lot of the people I was called Sidi south ifni.

After almost 3 months I take leave of this country, learning and knowing much about him, people, places and customs, thank you very much to everyone who made my time in Morocco something spectacular.

Spain

Fri, 18 Nov 2011 19:36:18 +0100

Story 1: I arrived in San Sebastian (Donostia Basque), after having driven for 3 hours in the Atlantic sea coast at a rate too slow to appreciate what was happening around me, no doubt San Sebastian had to be a must as this city has a unique charm and a beautiful sunset that make a dish unique to the pupil. I spent several days in San Sebastian to know the city and its environs, as well as enjoy walking on the beaches, a city that should not be missed.

Story 2: I've gone back to the road due south to the capital of Spain, the center of the country's climate is felt when the cold wind slashing my face, drive for 4 hours to reach the city of Burgos and leaving for the next day it would be my final destination Madrid. I'm in the capital of this great country, I have come to the house of Jose M. Garcia, who twice ran the famous Paris-Dakar rally. The capital has taken me several days to know it almost entirely. I met some friends friendship llevavamos riders thanks to the Internet. Today we went for a walk in the mountains of Madrid which was fun and we crossed many parts with mud. After a week in the capital continue my way to Cordoba is famous for its Cathedral-Mosque.

Story 3: I'm in Cordoba and I was shocked the city much as it has much influence Arabic and Roman, visit the Cathedral-Mosque also unique in the world as a single building combining Catholicism with Islam, a very quiet city narrow, cobbled streets in its entirety where the diversity of its monuments and edifcio make a very interesting place to visit.

Story 4: Sali Cordoba to Malaga direction which would have to make a mandatory stop as the adventurous new tires would have to continue on the road. Sali de Malaga without visiting any of this city and the left for a next time, drive across the Mediterranean coast through Marbella and its surroundings to reach the southernmost point of Europe, the small town of Tarifa, famous for windsurfing practiced in the area. After having arrived and left my things at the hostel went out to meet these people who could be seen in the distance my next continent, Africa.

Story 5: I'm back after almost 3 months in Spain, I did for the region of Extremadura, particularly the city of Merida, a city with a lot of Roman history, all part of the city center is scattered Roman ruins and the main and most large leaves your mouth open so well preserved that is, an outdoor theater and a theater near you back those times where gladiators were those who entertained the people.

Story 6: After several days in Merida, return to Madrid to fix some outstanding had to be done and when riding with some friends we had left to do before. Andres comes with my friend from Mexico who now had changed his job to live in this city. Being the capital was far from good and I met new friends motorcyclists, I was interviewed for a channel of motorcycling and many other activities that had yet to be done.

Story 7: I translade Tarancon, a town 80 kilometers from Madrid to take a course in photography at night I had really wanted to do and take it with the best photographer specializing in pictures at night. After taking the course back to Madrid and take my belongings and follow south stopping at Granada, a city that had recommended me for being too cute and so it was a very influential Arab city since centuries ago, the same Arab were living in it.

Story 8: At last after so many days' journey to reach the area of Gibraltar to renew my license in Europe, to get across the border had a great surprise that the Spanish police did not want to seal my departure from European union for several arguments that had no validity whatsoever, so I had to start with an alternate plan to take a quick trip to London to get out of that community.

Story 9: I have returned to Spain after spending several days in London renewing my permission to stay a while longer in Europe, decided to take the route along the Costa del Sol that comprises the area of Andalucia, Malaga through to address this, the first Nerja day I decided to sleep in a small city 50 kilometers from Malaga, a place to visit as many sites are emblematic of the region.

Story 10: After several days of Nerja continue my way to Barcelona, to the Almeria visiting the ecological reserve of Cabo de Gata where the route was spectacular coast, at a time with many curves a little bit away from the coast and other sections seeing the whole coastline and stunning beaches, contrasting turn to ruins with a few decades old. Carboneras Stop by to visit some friends we were motorcyclists to see on that site.

Story 11: arrive in Barcelona after 6-hour drive across the road, where I much as I say that with traffic can make a couple of hours on the route, to reach 30 km from the city and I was waiting for my friend who showed me Sergio Pueyo part of the city to earn some time since my stay in Barcelona a few days would be to have a boat ticket to Genoa Italy transpora me to follow the route. Barcelona a beautiful city with much to see and know, visit the most important sites but still miss me so much to see, you can breathe and see lots of art for every corner of the city. After a few days in Barcelona to change my hosting site Rubi a town just outside Barcelona where I was enjoying the company of my friends Jorge and Fernando riders who take the ship bound for Italy.

Thank you very much to all who made and who participated in one way or another to make it more pleasant my stay in Spain.

France

Thu, 10 Nov 2011 16:21:24 +0100

Story 1: I arrived in France directly to your capital, a city famous worldwide for its many buildings that make this city a very beautiful and interesting place to visit, so after several hours of driving finally arrives, looking where would camp for the next few nights. I have two days in Paris and the weather has changed a lot of sun that was the first day and today it looks like it will rain. After several days of rain finally came to know the city of lovers. I really liked the city that all the sites you need to know are very attached and distances are easy to navigate on foot or bicycle, in my case you rent a bike to camp. I have known the Eiffel Tower, Museum of Luvr, Champs Elysees to name any because if I mention all that would not end.

Story 2: After several days in Paris on my way to Versailles city located next to the capital, famous for its palace of the same name of the city, a beautiful city with wide streets, spaces very open that make you feel free to walk through it. The only thing that happened to me as I was in Paris many days without power my camera could only take some pictures and then all was to remember in my mind.

Story 3: I'm going out to Versailles and Bordeaux with destination but I had to make a stopover in Tours city famous for its castles around it and within it is also famous for the battle of the same name, like many cities of Europe Tours also is located on the banks of the river where you can walk alongside its current and be inspired by the air that hits your body. Tours a tourist city but small that make the room even more cozy in it.

Story 4: After several days I came to Tours Bordeaux, a city famous for being in a wine region and that makes it very visited to taste the different wines, a city steeped in history, an imposing cathedral with a large tower beside that make it visible from any point of the city. I went out for a spin on the adventure of the center of Bordeaux, returning the bike off me, started to present the same problem as the time of Ecuador, an electrical problem. I changed the regulator and the bike remains the same, so all those laps on foot and by truck I made to check the Altenaer not count because in the end will be the piece that failed again. I have spent almost 3 weeks in Bordeaux where I have met more than the city and its surroundings well, I'm waiting for the part that seems to come tomorrow

Story 5: LLego the part, install it to the adventurous leaving it in perfect condition to continue my journey and after 3 weeks leave and head to Biarritz Bordeaux, a city beach, popular for surfing championships worldwide and very popular by tourists who come to visit year after year to meet its long beaches, monuments and architecture very particular. I left Biarritz to continue the route to Spain and return to France in a few months to see even more of this country.

Germany

Thu, 6 Oct 2011 14:16:31 +0200

Story 1: I arrived in Germany after driving around 200 km to the Cologne area where it would be my first point in this country to visit my friend Ingo, motorcyclist who toured Central and South America about 2 years ago, arriving at I received excellent home, introduce your family (parents and wife) after talking for a long time and a few beers we made plans to see the surroundings of his hometown, Germany famous for its beer and sausages made me go and try these delicacies for the palate.

Story 2: Today I went to visit the city of Koln last days because the rain did not let us cross it and I had to postpone for another occasion. Cologne is famous for its cathedral, the world's largest Gothic architecture and among its other buildings and landscapes in and out of town were amused me much knowledge. Upon returning home, I was waiting with a plate for dinner.

Story 3: After a week here at home continued Ingo, since good deal and the plans do not leave me Bedburg have left, I tried typical food of the region, and dialogue with the parents of my friend about history of Germany and among other talks.

Story 4: After a few days, we went out to run down the route of the Eifel National Park is the closest place for bikers and preferred to lie down to take its many curves and enjoy the places and landscapes that are left appreciate entire route of the park, about 170 km route that day were very entertaining, plus spend some time watching races on the famous Nurburgring Speedway races that are run throughout the year in this place.

Story 5: Today we went to see something of a motocross track that is close to the house, so we took the bikes and went to see mud flying and drew all the pilots who walked the track at this place are several dates of motorcycling and is one of the most recognized in Germany and Europe.

Story 6: After being almost two weeks I said goodbye to Ingo and his family and the good treatment they offered me in my station at home and good guides who were well known to the surrounding area and many beautiful places in this part of Germany.

Story 7: I have returned to this country after several months in the Black Forest area to visit the facilities of the Touratech factory, I had a very good reception and play the way that that day had the video of Ethiopia. After some days I left the Black Forest area and come to visit my friend Javier in the area of Ulm, a motorcycle traveler who had traveled the world on a Transalp and twist of fate that had formed family in Germany.

Thanks to everyone who made my stay more pleasant by Germany

Holland

Sat, 1 Oct 2011 14:13:57 +0200

Story 1: I arrived in Amsterdam after driving for more than 300 kilometers, the road was monotonous because most were only straight time, to reach this city I passed several times through the tourist center to give me an idea that he would do the following day, after touring this part of town, I headed to the place where I install my tent, a site on the banks of the river that crosses the city in the Zeeburg area, this day I decided to stay in the camp because it is a little late and not worth leaving the city center.

Story 2: The next day went out to explore the city and its neighborhoods around the center, a city where his turisitica water channels and bridges are no longer seen everywhere. Here the local people use bicycles as the main means of transport and the distances are so long and not easy to move in it. After touring several of its neighborhoods continue my journey toward the center where are the bars, restaurants and coffee shops, the latter famous around the world and that Amsterdam is one of the few cities where smoking marijuana is allowed in these spaces, after visiting this part of the city continue my way across the center where the famous glass cases exhibiting the women for prostitution in this city since prostitution is legal, I have had the luck to be at this time because rumored that next year will be relocated to the windows and coffee shops.

Netherlands, but only knew of one of its most famous cities can see it is a very open country and people do not go with morbid what other countries are not allowed.

Luxembourg

Sat, 1 Oct 2011 14:10:48 +0200

Story 1: After spending many days in Belgium continue my journey to this country that if little is known or I did not have much information from him, has been one of my favorites because it being so small you may feel that the whole territory is a small town , after driving for about 230 km to reach its capital, a city of stone bridges, churches and buildings in the form of castles, where the highest is the main attraction in this type of construction. Continue my way to the hostel which is located in a canyon, a place in the forest of the same city where the tops of the tallest trees move in the wind, after leaving my belongings went out to explore the city, a city smaller than 80 thousand inhabitants, a city much fun as you can walk anywhere and everywhere and always see something that catches your attention, a city with many slopes where you can be walking along the top and look down on people walking among trees and walkways or exercising simplemete, Luxembourg city when you travel that you feel like a dream or fairy castle in a large open air.

Belgium

Mon, 26 Sep 2011 14:05:52 +0200

Story 1: We arrived in Belgium Monica and I, and she offered to come help with the process to get the port to the adventurous, the trip from London to Brugge where our city would stay near the port was approximately 7 hours part of the journey by boat and the other truck, the latter leaving us in the capital of this country, after waiting a few hours we could take the train that would take us to the port of Zeebrugge where to pick up my faithful companion, arriving at port was somewhat difficult as the distances in the same were very long and there was no way to transport if not just walk, walk this day about 6 hours having no positive response for obtaining my motorcycle back to the hotel in Brugge very low and the mood is one cansancion to notice. The next day we woke up with the right foot as the news was entirely positive since that day I finally saw the adventurous. After completing the paperwork was finally able to ride my bike and drive to the hotel where we were staying.

Story 2: Today after 2 days we went out to meet Brugge, a very beautiful city, clean and small full of tourists where the architecture of medieval times transports makes you the time and you feel part of this place. Belgium country famous for its chocolate making in every corner makes a shop there are offered at different prices, flavors and presentations, we also tested the country's typical food such as rotisserie chicken and pork ribs on the grill, leaving behind their craft beer as another of the delights to taste in this country. After being several days in Brugge Monica back to London to continue working and I continue my journey.

Story 3: I arrived in Ypres village approximately 80 km from Brugge, famous for its castle in the main square, a style similar to but smaller Brugge and slightly fewer tourists, also famous for the battle of Ypres where he died more than 1500 warriors at the entrance of the city is an arch with the names of them all, I've been camping in a beautiful place full of trees and all health services. I went out to Belgium's capital Brussels have stayed in a hostel near the center to get their buildings, churches and monuments such as the atom is an aluminum structure that rises a few tenths of meters, a beautiful place to spend one afternoon as a large garden surrounding it where the people of the city takes to make your picnic on Sunday. A very clean capital in their sights, also visited the red zone where prostitution is legal and women are displayed in glass cases in the style of the famous Amsterdam.

Belgium a small country but very nice, with good roads, very friendly and while the language was sometimes difficult to express the barrier was not very well have fun and learn something from this great little country.

England

Tue, 13 Sep 2011 21:39:36 +0200

Story 1: After having flown from Colombia to Spain and finally ending up in England where it will arrive in London the city where you wait for the adventurous because here is where my girlfriend Monica from Mexico who came to see me and she was renting a department along with his brothers and cousins, so here I will begin the adventure of the old continent. London a city very well done, very clean, with lots of history and the only thing I do not like it that their peak traffic hours is impossible to get around by bus and is now my transport and its streets are very narrow. After a week of exploring the city and all its neighborhoods, I was sent an email to tell me that the bike would take more time than I had been told, so I started to plan out a little town to get oriented.

Story 2: I have come to know the town famous for the Meridian Greewinch 0 which divides the east and west of the cardinal points, there are known where the meridian of the monument, his observatory, university and of course the people bring me over an entire morning to find these places in that town, the way this place can be done by the River Thames or by bus through the business center of Canary Wharf, this area famous for its buildings.

Story 3: After several days of continuing to visit the city, decided to go to see the monument of Stonehenge which translated into Spanish means hanging stones, famous for its stones dating back about 3000 years before Christ and that to this day nobody knows for sure why they are there, a beautiful place, where the grandeur of the rocks impacting any tourist that visit, stones of 5 to 25 tons that nobody knows as transported, as they put up this day everything is a mystery that surrounds Stonehenge theories, certainly a place that no one can stop going if you are in England.

Story 4: Today I went for a tour of some bars with my friend Andrew, the same with which I ran in El Salvador but now was once again in these parts, just like last time because of his work . The next day we were Monica, Andres and I give the cry for independence from Mexico to a Mexican restaurant, where the end had a good atmosphere and we were past all drinks.

Story 5: Today visit the seafood market, the largest in England where the hours are from 5 am to 8 am, just 3 hours is enough for people removing everything they sell in, because as the market specializes in seafood you can find very good prices, in the end we bought a lot of seafood to make a big meal in the apartment where I live because in a few days I will go to pick up the adventurous.

Thanks to everyone who supported me financially in England with the help of housing, without a doubt a very beautiful country to visit but not much was known since I was not the adventurous to know more

Ecuador

Tue, 28 Jun 2011 07:16:03 +0200

Story 1: I arrived in Ecuador, crossing the border I play with very few people, so that the process was quite fast on the side of migration, but the customs check I was asked to shoot the obligatory insurance for Ecuador, I met there Australian marriages of two round the world in their cars 4x4, after talking a while with travelers continue to buy insurance at a village 5 minutes and when I got my way Machala continue the next city where I stay, Machala walk looking at me who could change the oil, the heat was felt very wet, after I could not find anyone to service continue my way to Guayaquil where the adventure began to fail, turn off the lights suddenly and the board so I figured an electrical problem, turn off the bike at a gas station and did not want to boot up and then I had to ask someone to pass me with the car running, so get to Guayaquil where excessive heat and lack of power the fan made the bike almost exploded by heating they had, in the street I met the engineer Fernando who towed me to a hotel for the night, the next day I went to buy a battery and the problem was fixed.

Story 2: I arrived in Montanita a village on the coast where the beach, surf, reggae music and a thousand more things captivate you in this beautiful place .... when I thank God adventurous stood a few blocks away from the hostel where I stay, that way was not so bad, but the bike continue failing so I started to move to fix the problem and after waiting for 4 days at mechanic to see the bike please contact me Paul Guayaquil ofreciedome take me back, do not hesitate to call him to come for me. Thank you very much Paul for the favorsote I did.

Story 3: I'm in Guayaquil waiting for the adventurous stay again as new, it still burned checked alternator stator and is pending regulatory review to see if it works good. After having repaired the stator finally giving me a check on regulatory burden on green range, so to continue my journey. Sali with way back to shore, where I was staying at hill and in the same hostel where I was last days.
Story 4: Sali Montañita bound to Canoa, a small town on the coast, somewhat like the other coastal towns, that day came and were celebrating some saints and feasts had in the town where the music was in front of hostel where he slept, was one of the loudest nights to rest the good thing was the second day was a dead calm as the day before was the termination of the holidays.

Story 5: I'm in Mompiche a coastal town, with much more vegetation than the other towns on the coast, here the humidity, overcast skies and wet soil are very normal in this season, a very nice and quiet village, here I met the Swiss Daniel had met on the boat that brought me to Colombia from Panama. I have 4 days in Mompiche and I do not want to go the place is heavenly, but the route has to continue heading north tomorrow so will leave for Quito to continue my journey.

Story 6: I've left the coast to continue to the capital of this country, a road in very good condition but heavily traveled by trucks and to take the path of Santo Domingo, after several hours of walking to reach Quito where I met Ramiro Ordoñez, my friend motorcyclist had visited South America on his motorcycle and had seen in Brazil in his tour, spend several days there exploring the city and meeting with several anecdotes motocilcistas to share and talk about the trip. It was time to leave the capital and continue my road to Ibarra a city north of Quito and last point to visit this country. We went out to meet with Juan road who would be my contact Fernando Ibarra to stay at home, on the way the monument had to know half the world is located in Quito and Cayambe which is presumed to be more accurate than the one in the capital, also went to Otavalo town famous for its craft market. We came to Ibarra, after I get comfortable for a walk around town with some friends to show me the city and the nightlife, the next day we visited around the city Juan Fernando and his family that the day was quite helpful and I met many amazing sites and landscapes in addition to have fun with them.

Thanks to everyone who made my time in Ecuador something pleasant and helped me with the mechanical problems that had the adventurous.

Peru

Thu, 9 Jun 2011 03:28:55 +0200

Story 1: After having to give a return of many kilometers in order to enter Peru and Chile because they were closed the border between Bolivia and Peru by the problem of a mine outdoors in the Lake Titicaca was finally able to cross this Erick time I had met the Colombian capital from La Paz Bolivia. The process was somewhat delayed because we had to fill several separate papers and in front of us was a group of 15 bikes that came in a guided walking tour of South America, where he met his guide an Austrian who offered me all the help that was in their hands when I was in Europe, after crossing continue to Moquegua a border town between the Nazca which would be the next stop, arriving at Moquegua we moved and we decided to eat a Peruvian ceviche is one of the traditional dishes Peru, a very rich flavor with a unique recipe with many variations in ingredients that had proved to ceviche in Mexico.

Story 2: The next day we continue to Nazca, where we could not come even as the distance was pretty even and we had come too late to be giving the motorcycle maintenance, so we had to stay in Penthouse a town 200 km from Nazca The road was a little tired at first because they saw only sand hills without any kind of vegetation but along the way started to show some valleys with extensive vegetation that was where cities were located on the route, a desert landscape and forest at a time something that had never touched me to see, after several hours of walking we reach the coast, a beautiful sea very rocky shore where such strange shapes began to make the trip fun. Trying to move forward was dark and had to stop in the Attic, there we parted at night Eric and I that he would continue his way early.

Story 3: I have come to town famous Nazca lines that carry the name of the city lines in the shape of animals and geometric figures painted in the fields that are only visible from the air, so get me in the hostel and install wait for the next day to board a plane and see the figures from the sky, to be flying on these figures only the once so perfect and you can not explain how could they have done and who made them, are lines that date back more than 10 thousand years made by the Nazca civilization, which still have many years remain as clear in desert soils of this region.

Story 4: After being in Nazca Cusco continue my way to one of my most expected places as it was the capital of the Inca civilization and being the gateway to Machu Picchu the religious city and fortress of the Inca empire, a path with more increases which decreases to reach the altitude of 3600 meters to Cusco, one day very tired and drive for 10 hours in a very dangerous road as there were many curves and more than once I came across in front of trucks crossing in curves being always the brink of an accident by failing to drivers on the road signs on arrival I headed to the hostel where I lodged, a big city to where I imagined the center had closed several streets and was a little hard to reach my stay. The next day I went out to see the city amazed at how beautiful she was part of the historical center, many old buildings with lots of history, to go walking around downtown I met several very beautiful church with a unique architecture, but that was my surprise to enter them had to pay, I go into a controversial issue but you would think Jesus Christ himself to enter his home fans would have to pay, I agree that something has to pay minimum for the maintenance of church itself but to do business the same as being a city Cusco tourist visits to this are many, so for that reason I know not enter. The next day I woke up at dawn and at about 3 am to start my way to Machu Picchu, where I had to take a bus to Ollantaytambo, a village with a train station is two hours from Cusco to get there take the train to Aguas Calientes take me to a section of one hour and a half get there take another bus to reach Machu Picchu, arriving and beginning to walk and begin to see that monster anchored city in the mountains left me breathless as it is something amazing to see these ruins in the mountains of Machu Picchu an amazing place cerebreo puts you to work to understand how did this great city at that point, I was for 4 hours, going through most of this, after watching this magical place to be back to Cusco to begin my return to and follow the coast due north along this amazing country.

Bolivia

Wed, 25 May 2011 03:39:45 +0200

Story 1: When crossing a Bolvia it was with a group of Chileans who came with friends from Southern bike, a company that provides service motorcycle rental and tours in the same model as the adventurer, the process was somewhat slow but no more an hour and we were several riders with their respective motorcycle, made a journey of 250 kilometers by dirt road to get to the Salar de Uyuni which would be the next point to visit along the way had everything, beautiful scenery, drops and laughter did something fun road, we arrived at Salar in the afternoon where the sun was wonderful, from there we went to the salt hotel a very unique since most of this is made with blocks of salt. We woke early the next day to cover part of the Salar has an extension of approximately 12 500 square kilometers, after several hours of touring the Salar decided to go back and wash the bikes and they had been covered with salt on all sides, after wash the bikes back to the hotel for dinner, talking all the day and continue to appreciate how nice it was to have been there.

Story 2: After two days in the Salar I said goodbye to the friends of Southern bike and they would return to Chile and I would continue my journey to Potosi, after arranging everything to follow out my way to Potosi a dirt road in some parties, come to this city after 6 hours of travel, a place with an old town steeped in history, where churches and some buildings had a unique architecture, being in Potosi I just oil to lubricate the chain, so I went to get a boat across the city did not find, after two days of being in this city continue my way to the capital of the country, a road paved throughout, rare in Bolivia and that very few roads with asphalt found in this country.

Story 3: Reach Peace, was something incredible to see this huge city of reddish color because most of the buildings in it are not painted and let the color of red brick block, a city with a lot of noise because Bolivia in most people use the car to beep all, I settle upon arrival at the hostel went out to dinner and meet some of the city, the next day went out to know the place and find any possible way the chain oil that I needed, the center of the capital has many stairs everywhere and everywhere are stalls selling you everything from food, vegetables, fruits, flowers, to electronics, making the streets a large market, a very dirty city all sides and people turn away and worry little lift.

Stories 4: After 2 days in this city I contact a Colombian Erick told me the situation on the border with Peru on Lake Titicaca that were closed all the steps to the neighboring countries over a mine outdoor want to put there and that the Indians have blocked all roads as a manifestation of not wanting a mine that they will contaminate the whole environment, so I decided to leave the peace and make them the stretch that would take us to Chile after crossing into Peru this country. We reached the border with Chile, we check out of Bolivia still somewhat slow because all the paperwork in this country is slow.

Bolivia a country where nature is more than beautiful, a country of great contrasts where what I and many lived to talk from drawing resembled the stories, because people are treating you well and other people who treat you badly The level of education is far below the level of other countries in South America, people very close to where the service abroad do not mind giving you a bad quality in this and most disturbing is that the Bolivian no interest in improving .

Chile

Wed, 27 Apr 2011 01:40:44 +0200

Story 1: Crossing to Chile, the process was simple, that if I had to fill out some papers to take the bike with me to this country, after leaving the border continue to Santiago de Chile where I spent by the famous passage where so snails call a portion of the road where there are 27 hairpin bends, to reach the Andes village 60 kilometers from the capital to see me with Renato is a motorcyclist in the capital which I could not find, so continue to the capital parandome 20 kms before to call Renato de Pnew there I met another biker named Ramon who did me the favor to lend me his cell phone and talk to my contact at the end reach the capital and here we were, after talking a while we continue to house a Mexican friend who I knew who would be hosting that night came another Mexican friend and his wife, where we shared a talk in the company of a few beers.

Story 2:Stay well and take the adventurous to make him change the oil to a place that my friend from Southern motorcycles (http://www.australmoto.net) recommended me, being the workshop of the Carabineros de Chile (The Police) . After being several days relaxing and walking around the capital of the country, my friend Antonio who gave me accommodation for almost a week, back to Mexico and I continue my way to Valparaiso and Viña del Mar, cities to the seashore, the first with lots of color in their homes and buildings, the second a very famous because here is carried out a music festival widely viewed internationally. After touring both cities return to Santiago to stay two more days and take advantage of the time and learn about other areas of the city, to spend the couple of days back to Argentina to continue to the north.

Story 3: I returned to Chile in the Atacama desert crossing Jama step one of the highest chile crosses have arrived at an altitude of 4800 meters, where he felt very cold weather as the temperature dropped to 5 degrees , after driving for several hours to reach San Pedro de Atacama, a desert town of the same name, a tourist place, but keeping the same architecture and streets of a mystical land, after being in the hostel a break here I found Rodrigo de Temuco a city south of the capital of the country who came to San Pedro to spend a few days and see the surroundings, so we went everywhere together knowing next to Ariel also a Spanish who came 2 years ago to Antofagasta City working as a motorcycle mechanic.

Story 4: After several days of being in the Atacama Ollague continue my way through Calama where I stayed to see the bike Austral group who are dedicated to motorcycles income equal to the adventurous to agree when we would see on the border with Bolivia to the path of the Salar de Uyuni together because they had a trip to the salt in the same time that I visited.

Thanks to everyone who made my time in Chile something more than just a tour of this great country and my Mexican friends who are working in the capital of this country.

Extra story: I had planned to return to Chile for reasons of border closures in Bolivia with Peru to return to this great country to cross into Peru by the city of Arica, a very beautiful beachfront, a very pleasant temperature to which Bolvia had been feeling in the sea breeze to reach this city reminded me of the same climate of my hometown in Mexico.

Argentina

Thu, 31 Mar 2011 03:15:41 +0200

Story 1: After being in Foz do Iguaçu in Brazil I decided to cross over to Argentina to continue my trip to Uruguay by taking a shortcut that would save me money km and the border with Argentina in this area is very popular with tourists as they cross the side Argentina to enjoy the falls, get to the border and the processed output and input was quite easy to just stamp your passport and was all I had to do to enter this country, and then output to Uruguay I They asked that did not have my entry form of the motorcycle which I explained that I did to get going from there and not taking it as a joke that the customs of Iguazu Falls did not know what had to be done, from the people San Ignacio where there are some Jesuit ruins dating back over 500 years a magical place full of history, a people for a good quiet time, there I stayed in a hostel of the same chain of Foz do Iguaçu, nice people I got all the information on how to visit the ruins. The next day continue to Uruguay, to meet the Uruguayan coast and return in about 8 days to Argentina.
Story 2: I returned to Argentina the entry process was again very easy, just fill the form was so he could enter the adventurous and the passport stamp, then traveled 400 km comes to Buenos Aires where I stayed to do with Paula My contact in the capital in the Obelisk monument a very famous and emblematic of the city, after making several outstanding search had to be done as a part of the bike and among other things, because I will not be long in capital the issue of bad weather in Ushuaia that would make the journey too risky. After having spent several days in Buenos Aires to enjoy the company of my friend Paula and going to walk in different neighborhoods of the capital, continue my way to Bahia Blanca, passing through the city of La Plata, where the night was the group U2, that day it started to rain in the morning for a 3 hours ago it seemed that the rain would return was that Dolores decided to stay in a village in the middle of the road and so to-morrow go to Bahia Blanca. Sguiente day reaches Bahia Blanca, where I stayed to see my good friend Alejandro biker in the city, upon reaching his house I met his daughter and later met his wife a very kind people who opened their home as if was mine own, at night were other biker friends to tell various anecdotes, jokes and be eating dinner. Alexander thank you very much for your hospitality, the next day continue my journey to Puerto Madryn.

Story 3: I went out to Puerto Madryn to cold weather which then change something hot to get to Puerto Madryn I began to feel very bad and at night I had fever and headache two days so I could not do anything because no I felt good to ride the bike, two days after being bedridden I could get to know one way valdez peninsula 300 km of land to go to see sea lions, penguins, llamas, ostriches and hope that you could see a killer whale in the end I could not see any, a quite funny way along the coast of the peninsula. The next day continue to Punta tombo a place to have a large penguin colony where they make a very beautiful place to enjoy, after being in such a beautiful place to continue my route south to stay at rest in a city Caleta Olivia 700 km from Rio Gallegos where it will be my next stop before crossing to Ushuaia.I have come to Rio Gallegos and the weather is getting colder here I decided to stop and not continue my journey further south as there is much snow as I have said so I'm hoping that something better time to go where you lived encuenta Calafate Perito Moreno Glacier. Followed over time becoming very cold and snow in the area, so continue on my way to the cities found in the mountains, returning to Caleta Olivia wherein at temperatures of 2 degrees and windy I had to stay in a place called 3 hills where so there is a service station, a hotel where I stay and face it Alcazar to see 3 mountains after mountains to reach the patagonica was that so visit Esquel, Bariloche, Villa La Angostura and San Martin de los Andes, where I day meeting today, the best landscapes I saw in Argetina could say that was the route of the 7 Lakes.

Story 4: After spending a few days in the Patagonian Andes Neuquen continue my way, continue through San Rafael and Mendoza, the capital of this region where the three cities are very clean, some tourist because in this area we can find wineries most famous of the region, after having been about 6 days for this region continue my way to the border with Chile to visit the Aconcagua being the highest mountain in South America and also to visit the Inca Bridge a spectacle for the eyes, Al night came back from Aconcagua to stay at the Inca Bridge, a very small hostel but people only, you get a very good service that makes you feel like you're at home, and the people I met who was staying became very good friends . Siugiente day continue my way to the border where I will be 10 days in the neighboring country and return to Argentina to continue my journey northwards.

Story 5: He returned to Mendoza, after having been over a week and a half in Chile, on my way to Mendoza came back to go through the Aconcagua, Puente Inca Uspallata among other places, almost to Mendoza on a dirt road the bike slipped I fell on some rocks and not going farther, but a suitcase that was bent by a stone hit him good size so I stayed a day in Mendoza to fix what had happened to the adventurous running like new, the next day I left bound for San Juan to begin to approach the valley of the moon passing before by Palmira to visit my friend Maria Quesada injured his leg by an accident he had with a car. Rodeo I am now in a village in the province of San Juan and then follow Step Blackwater and the Valley of the Moon.

Story 6: Sali Villa Union en route to the final step because Blackwater was impossible to reach because the road was closed, so I headed to this small village, when he arrived he breathed a quiet and silence captivated me queandome a couple of days and then continue to the valley of the moon, reaching the valley I was lucky to be at the exact time it began a tour of the same, a beautiful place in the Triassic era dating back 250 million years ago, after spending a couple of hours I headed to San Salvador de Jujuy where it would be my next place to rest, she met Miguel Angel motorcyclist of many years who gave me housing and a very warm welcome in the company of his family, the following Jose day arrived a young Venezuelan who is turning to South America on a motorcycle of cylinder 125, there lived experiences share the same journey, after a couple of days decided to follow my way to Chile, but which would be my surprise that the would have a morning television interview of Jujuy, after being interviewed and talk a while with friends in the television we Miguel and Jose in the bikes for me to continue my journey, thank you very much for Miguel Angel and his family who treated me extremely well , after driving a while we said goodbye and continue my journey with a stop in Humahuaca a remote village in northern Argentina with mud brick constructions, some movement of tourism, the climate is cold desert night and some heat for the day, arriving at a hostel I stayed a little cheap having my own room.

Story 7: In the morning left for Chile by step Jama, a beautiful road with many peaks and some volcanoes that made something fabulous landscape, reaching the border with the neighboring country.

Thank you very much to everyone who made my time in Argentine, a unique experience.

Uruguay

Fri, 25 Mar 2011 10:35:13 +0100

Story 1: Continue on my way to Concord where it would border on the Argentine side to cross over to Uruguay for the jump, a day before crossing the night contact me Gerome a motorcycle in the area of the waterfall where the next day in the morning would happen to his office to chat a little and give me a map of the country and explain the roads of the same, There he met another biker friend and wife of Gerome. The next day crossing to Uruguay, which borders the process was something easy to just fill out entry forms to Uruguay and check out the passport in Argentina, all processed lasted about 30 minutes, then go to the office where staff showed friendly, but still do their job and review all the bike looking for if not bring any prohibited goods, from there continue to Germoro after talking for a while continue my journey to Cologne one of the most influential European cities, and I get staying at the hostel with a very accessible price, that night I had dinner a grilled chicken that until this day I can remember the taste so delicious that I thought that was already in Uruguay for that particular style so that they to cook their meat red and white. The next day dawned rainy and still be sure to take the day known throughout the city and visiting a museum and outside plate bulls, visiting the museum was somewhat entertaining as it was the shipwreck museum which as its name says recounts a series of shipwrecks ranging from the time that the Spanish, English and Portuguese cities saqui bring treasures in gold to sunken ships that were taken by war in this area not to mention the pirates that was what I most my attention. After spending two days in Cologne to reach the country's capital Montevideo a path of 2 hours, where to get aa this city of nearly 2 million people can experience the kindness of the same although this is a big city, I headed there with Willi a motorcyclist in this city with bikes and workshop where he makes a maintenance service to the adventurous to continue my journey, after talking a while with him, call him Ernesto who would give me stay here in Montevideo, after came to contact Taller Salud and putting about his trip and talking all the adventures that have happened and also to exchange experiences and he did a tour of America coming to Alaska in small-displacement motor, from there we went to his workshop where work aluminum and glass to make windows and doors in the evening we met with other motorcyclists for a pizza dinner at the local shop in front of Willi, a dinner is sufficient for nice and rich.
Story 2: After being in the capital several days exploring the city and enjoy the company of friends Uruguayan continue my way to visit this area Piriapolis, Punta Ballena, Flores and Punta del Este, very quiet place with excellent views where the flora and fauna especially birds show themselves everywhere. Punta del Este a tourist beach surrounded by tall buildings of modern architecture, many people in the street, most of them tourists who stroll along the boardwalk (malecon), a great place to visit and enjoy its beaches and food as varied by the range that exists in all its restaurants, in my taste but I really Piriapolis as it is a very quiet place by the sea where the landscape with sailboats and people fishing make this place wonderful. After meeting all these places continue to Cologne as the last point before crossing to Argentina. Uuruguay a small country but very pretty, very cultured, and friendly people. Thanks to everyone who made my stay a wonderful holiday in Uruguay particular Ernesto who offered his house as another member of the family.

Brazil

Sat, 5 Feb 2011 02:54:29 +0100

From Brazil, this will be the new format of writing for better understanding.
Story 1: I arrived in Brazil, to check my passport, the process was too fast and that there was nothing of people making the permit application, then continue with the same adventurous and was not no time later, the staff was very friendly , no red tape as he had been seeing in the other countries, that if today was the time more often repeated the phrase "not understand" the truth is that I did not understand anything all day because although the portugues many words are similar to Spanish when they speak fast does not understand anything, coming out of the border continue to Boa Vista, a city 215 kilometers from where I was, arriving looking for a hotel to shower and leave my things and preparing to eat. Morning departure to Manaus to follow me in to this huge country.
Story 2: The day I woke up early today to continue my trip to Manaus and Amazon jungle in to a distance of 800 km of mostly straight but with many holes and bits of land they were doing something difficult to drive the motorcycle. Today I pass something that has been happening during the trip feel a big emotion for what I'm doing and put my skin chinita of emotion and this was when I saw another traveler passes through a side effect opposite have said that the day I stop feeling this will end my trip there, I hope to feel all the time, I have come to Manaus, a city big for what I imagined, I have seen many people on the street in shopping street where sell any variety of items and food, I have stayed at an inn centrally without any luxuries, but a safe place to keep the adventurous.
Story 3: After being several days in Manaus exploring the city and taking trips to the Amazon jungle to piranha fishing, meet the shock of black river water with the Amazon River, meet fabulous places and learn more about the flora and fauna, I left this city to embark on a 4 day trip down the Amazon River to end at Belem and continue my journey along the Atlantic coast, the ship is named Nelio Correa, a cargo and passenger ship where we are all in hammocks have to bring yourself to sleep so the adventure will go play in the cellar, along with all the packages load this boat up ranging from a bag of vegetables or fruit to a refrigerator, to get the captain I did not want to bring my motorcycle and said that he was very little that had paid for upload, but finally agreed and was finally able toassemble , has left the boat and I expect 4 days of crossing this river , living with more than 300 people sleeping in hammocks cheek by jowl and Brazilian background music.
Story 4: It's been 3 days aboard the boat where we made several stops in towns along the route that we took in the Amazon to download packages and also up and down passage, a very smooth ride with all the beauty that this river can be as beautiful sunsets, flora in the distance you can see and friendship that made many travelers in the same way to Belem, the day yesterday we stop longer, was in Santarem where we were more than 8 hours , a day before we had to do another unplanned stop because it raised the federal police for drugs and weapons and that they took more than 5 hours, in the end only took several bags that did not have the correct documentation to be above the ship. No doubt touched me to see everything as children ages 5 to 9 years with metal hooks anchor their canoes to the ship's sides to climb on foot to sell fruit or borrow money from people, a fairly risky move given that can be turned by the same waves of boat or simplemnte be beaten by the difference in speed by anchoring his canoe, not to mention that some children are just another thing that I found great is that people will pull the boat up to the natives in their boats bags of clothes and especially to help bring these people living in such isolated communities.
Story 6: Sali de Belem route to Sao Luis, in the morning it was raining and raining non-stop throughout the day, drive about 10 hours under a heavy rain in some sections, to get to Sao Luis I lost a bit looking for the center historical, but quickly corrected the path and get to sleep. In the morning I went to see the city, a beautiful historic center no other word to describe it, many buildings in restoration to continue to make this city something wonderful, friendly people, most of the meals offered here are seafood especially shrimp, surely the effort of a day before was worth it to come to know to Sao Luis.
Story 7: After leaving Sao Luis I headed to a beautiful village Jericoacoara influenced by reggae music, water sports like kite surfing, windsurfing and surfing, a village located in a nature reserve in the park of the same name, a special place surrounded sand dunes to reach the 4x4 you need a car or motorbike, as the adventure cost him a lot of work to get there, several falls and buried in the sand, a place away from all local streets and sand commercial palms make this a very peaceful place to relax and spend a few days.
Story 8: Coming out of Jericoacoara I noticed that the rear tire and no drawing was adventurous and tarps were seen, so I had to stop in strength to buy a new tire and so go on my way, come to strength and wait two days because I play weekend in the hostel I met several people in particular to two friends now sao paulo Roberto and an Argentine who came for a month's vacation to Brazil. Finally on Monday I bought it installed and continue to Canoa Quebrada, a beach town influenced by reggae and windsurfing, a tourist thing but still preserving the rustic place around here you can see many fans of wind power make the place even more peaceful by turning its blades at a very slow rate. Wide beaches covering 30 miles of beach all day you can see people swimming, windsurfing and kiteboarding young, to-morrow there will be a reggae festival so I'll stay to the party.
Story 9: After several days of enjoying the beaches and the atmosphere of Canoa Quebrada, went out to my next destination would be Praia pipe which when I was about to continue to reach Olinda preferred a city of 350 000 inhabitants with a very historical center nice and welcoming the carnival celebrations between February and March are characteristics of cities and coastal towns, so after driving for 8 hours in order to reach Olinda where I stayed in a hostel with shared rooms to save some money as brazil is expensive.After several days of Olinda enjoying the city and its pre-carnival parties continue to Aracaju a city that had no plan to visit but not to drive issues too many hours in a day I decided to stop in the city, arriving in the afternoon I thought it was a normal city, and I found a place to stay and dining out my other surprise was because this city has a very nice boardwalk with many restaurants offering seafood dishes, after dinner and return to the hotel I decided to stay one more day to meet during the day because I found a nice place to rest.
Story 10: The next day I left Aracaju to Salvador de Bahia, one of the most famous cities of Brazil for its beaches, carnival and tropical climate, and comes into the city I found very beautiful because its malecon is spectacular. I headed to a hostel where they would spend several nights but on arrival I was told that apart from the fourth day after sharing a bed would cost about 110 dollars per start the carnival, so I started to look to my friend who stay and Paco de Mexico Contact me with Cameron and a couple Brazilian Netly Mexicana offered me to stay at home a few days to get through the holidays without paying anything because the amount that I had been told at the hostel I found very exaggerated.
Story 11: I spent a lot of fun days in Salvador de Bahia Carnival by going to the city being the largest in the world, being somewhat different from Rio de Janeiro which is the most known, since this is only singers very famous in Brazil, leaving aside the samba. I went for a beach town Itacare approximately 20 thousand people, I enjoyed the beaches and scenery, after spending a few days to continue my way Trancoso a coastal town near Porto Seguro, a place rich in history and that here was where they landed the Portuguese who came to conquer the natives of Brazil, after being several days in this town of 5000 people and revel in its beaches, food and scenery Iriri continue my way to a village halfway between Rio de Janeiro Trancoso and Rio de janeiro .
Story 12: I am now in Rio de Janeiro one of the most famous cities in the world for its carnival, its beaches and women, come in late and were addressed to the hostel where I would stay, the next day I went to see several places interest in the city, after several hours outside the hostel back and my surprise was that the place where I had my valuables was open, I had broken the lock to steal, thank God I only stole money, did not take anything more , so he gave me to think that was another who was in the same room and hope to steal me away, so talk to people from the hostel and I moved from room to one for the same price to be a little more quiet, so between giving money to police, theft and other things I lost considerable money, but the important thing to me through a lot better and know more people and much more to this action to overshadow the trip, the next day I went to meet the two most famous beaches are Copacabana and Rio's famous Ipanema beach the song he composed Antonio Carlos Jobim, originally under the name "Menina que passa" and intended for a musical comedy entitled Dirigível (Airship), a work in which he was working Vinicius. On March 19, 1963 was recording for the Verve label by Stan Getz and Joao Gilberto, Tom Jobim on piano, which then would the LP "Getz / Gilberto”
Story 13: I left Rio in the direction of Foz do Iguaçu to know the enormous waterfalls that are in that city, when starting away from the coast the vegetation changes to the forest where thousands of pine trees could be seen on the road, passing through Sao Paulo a great metropolis that touch their limits and not to get to know and I do not like to stay in both cities so great, get to sleep that day the people of Itar famous for its waterfalls around the city , the next day continue to Iguaçu where to reach the city seemed quite calm even though the city is large enough, there I stayed in a hostel and the next day I woke up early to change the oil on my motorcycle, reaching I attended the workshop very well right there I change the oil because there was only going to buy liters, were talking and made jokes at my portuñol, a mixture of Portuguese with Spanish, after finishing with the maintenance of the bike went to cataracts, no words words to describe this wonderful place, is something for those who do not believe in God begin to believe only someone could build as large as majestic beauty, a 4-hour ride on all sides of the falls where you can appreciate all its angles, it is said that Brazil is the best place to see and that Argentina is the best place to sit because the Argentine side offers boat tours to be below them, undoubtedly one of the best experiences of this trip. The next day I decided to cross into Argentina and Uruguay have my way and save yourself a few miles and money by rolling out quite expensive in Brazil.
Thanks to everyone who made my stay at this wonderful great country, a place with amazing people, a culture very different from all of Latin America, a country with a very rapid development and infrastructure that will no doubt somatostatin to talk about the coming years.

Venezuela

Tue, 14 Dec 2010 00:55:35 +0100

Upon entering the immigration procedures Venezuela was very fast, but then when we started the paperwork for the motorcycle was very slow and we were asked to buy insurance for the same issue it so long before we arrived at 2 pm as of 12 noon to 2 pm close, it took over 3 hours to get permits and buy some international stamps as input tax, to reach Aduna office told us they had already closed, so now we are in a hotel on the border waiting for the day tomorrow to internal power in Venezuela. Today we got up early to continue with the process of entry of the motorcycle and received the news arriving that there was no electricity and probably would come the next day thankfully return after 2 hours of electricity to continue with the process, deliver papers and would have to return at 2 pm for our permission, upon return we had 2 hours waiting for the signature of the chief who was not in the building, and had to receive permission to go to traffic for them to put another label for to continue on our path, to reach that office wait 1 ½ hours and that was not the person to that job, after 27 hours from the start of the process of entry into Venezuela we continue to San Cristobal, were joined by a motorcyclist in the area of Hector who met him yesterday while waiting for the border formalities, a motorcycle very good people who knew told us about some trips and we've been lucky to meet you too, on our way we fell night with some rain, mist and if we add many curves conduction of the day was a little tired today where the traveled 50 kilometers in 1 hour and a half, and to get to San Cristobal were looking for a hotel to sleep and the street we found Douglas a motorcyclist who kindly guided us through the city accompanied by his two daughters on his motorcycle. The next day came about to leave Douglas Javier the editor of the wild bikes who would not do an interview for the next issue would come out in January, Gino came 10 minutes after a motorcyclist in the area of Tachira who did not invite to your home to spend a few days, so we came to the home of Gino who has treated us like royalty, a wonderful person who already talking about a trip he made to South America turned out to have many friends in common motorcyclists. We spent several days enjoying the hospitality of Gino, who invited us to do variuos tours of the area, today we went to San Pedro River to bring toys to the children of this community and then go to the farm with the Olympus Ronald who was who organized the whole movement of gifts for underprivileged children and with whom we share a wonderful evening in the company and all the organizers of the fellowship. We continue to San Cristobal decided to spend Christmas as hot as that company has offered the family of Gino, we continued with tours around where we marveled at all the sights and places we could go, we continue to meet people, particularly motorcyclists the area where barbecues at night have not stopped giving us welcome you to Venezuela, people are very beautiful, very attentive and very friendly, motorcyclists over 30 years of experience with many tours of South America where his experiences have helped us education for the remainder of the trip. We have spent Christmas at the home of Mario's brother Gino, where they met several families to spend dinner together, Gino gift-giving as a gift a car to his son and Mario gift a car to his daughter, Gino gave me a calendar with very cool photos of Venezuela and Renzo's son Gino gave me a plastic bracelet with a offroad tire design for my part I did Gino delivery of an old car book collection, after spending a night so nice to us return to our home to rest. The next day at noon we went to Mario again to eat a roast as part of the day after Christmas Eve and farewell to us because the next day left San Cristobal. The next day we left home en route to Caracas Gino where we would meet with Tomas a good friend of the capital who would find us in Maracay, the trip was going well until the rear shock started to pull the oil suspension having nothing for the bike, that day in Barquisimeto domras by more than 600 miles of good road trip with a ridiculous price of gasoline to fill the motorcycle and has approximately 50 cents on the dollar as this country is more expensive a bottle of water to fill the tank of a car race something funny but also something to think and see how a government can mishandled fuel subsidy as aforesaid, the next day we went to Caracas and Maracay almost at the bike started to give faults oil pressure, we Maracay center with a world of people everywhere, and food stalls selling clothes, I felt a bit trapped with so many people walking around the bike, wondering where he came from, among other questions have been doing something everyday on the trip. We meet Tomas who greet us after we took the capital Caracas to go home to rest, almost reaching the shock does not give any more and broke the adventurous suddenly getting off and losing the driving of it, where vast, effective braking control and stop the bike without incident, we had to spend all my luggage on the bike shot to lead the adventurous to 5 miles per hour back to the house of Tomas. We are in the capital and most peaceful making some calls for them to send me the shock of Mexico that had it in my house before leaving, he was sent to Colombia and then Hector's friend we met on the border between Colombia and Venezuela, I will make the cross for Venezuela and that this country is very difficult to get something from abroad without paying money very high import taxes, other than that the paperwork is extremely slow.After rolling over 16.000 km in 10 countries across'm in Venezuela in San Cristobal where I spent Christmas in the city located 40 minutes from the border with Colombia where I had to return to the capital of Caracas and the rear shock of the adventurous was broken by an oil leak in it and falling into a hole almost to the Venezuelan capital completely broke down suddenly getting off the adventurous few centimeters of soil and making it impossible to continue the journey. In all it went very well because I came to a very low speed and the original shock had it in my home in Mexico. So after 5 days' journey came the shock to Cucuta border with Venezuela, they had to send to Colombia and Venezuela does not accept imports of any kind in this type of bike, a 14-hour journey by bus to San Cristobal and then take a taxi to the border 40 minutes more on the way, come to Colombia, I got in touch with Hector the motorcyclist who lent me his address in that country so that it can send with the help of my father who was the one who sent it from me Mexico have made all the customs paperwork so he could be sent.After paying taxes in Colombia the shock we received in Cucuta and there I thanked Hector for the help they had offered me desinterezadamente and so to continue my journey, now I have the shock in my hands waiting to return to Caracas to install and follow with the trip, no doubt return to the border was something interesting because I saw people who were excellent porto San cristobal my time, not to mention a Colombian rider Hector lent me the address of his home in Colombia to send the shock absorber, which in Venezuela is impossible to import, among many others who have continued to invite me grills (barbecues) on their farms on the outskirts of the city, I've also experienced some unpleasant situations was on the border with Venezuela where I had a military review of my luggage and removing dollars under the pretext that Venezuela can not internalize this foreing currency thankfully was very little compared to the carrying amount, the country of Venezuela is suffering a lot of corruption in its institutions and abuse of authority is present day in day, I witnessed the car was stolen as a person at gunpoint and then sell as spare as this country there is no spare parts for cars to be very difficult the importation of these.I am in San Cristobal waiting for the day tomorrow to return to the capital and continue learning and enjoying the people and places that have undoubtedly make Venezuela a very beautiful country to roll. Later two more days to get on the bus as it was termination of rental and all means of transport were full, so after this wait is finally reaching the capital of Venezuela again to install the shock and to continue learning this country , arrives to change the shock and what was my surprise that a screw holding the piece was all bent out impossible to complete, which after 2 hours I could be cutting out, then went to a nuts and bolts to look as it is special hardness, and in my hands the screw to install it along with the shock being my bike perfectly for the suspension, now I just needed a new problem was that I was warming up as I told in past stories, we come to a workshop Fabian Argentinean who worked for many years in bmw and now has his own workshop, Czech and rear wheel well just found that the fan was not spinning and it was that caused this increase in temperature, and manually unlock the matter settled, there were some time talking about the trip and other travelers who have gone through the workshop, when I go Fabian charging anything for it is a rule that he has to help the traveler as much as possible without wear one, many Thanks Fabian. Days after we shot, Carolina (my friends in Caracas) and me at the blessing of the bikes in a neighborhood of Caracas mercedes where year after year a mass to bless the bikes and there is no crash on them, at the end of Mass the father goes through all the bikes we take holy water, which this time were more than 200 motorcycles that had to bless, no doubt a live event, there I was able to pass the microphone and introduce myself and briefly tell about my trip around the world, thank you very much to the organizers Venezuela strips club for letting me participate in your event and thank all the people I met there and many more that it already knew and I ran with them in the mass. The next day I had a reunion with people of Venezuela Samsung and they had really enjoyed my trip and wanted to give me a cell phone to stay connected around the world through the sign above the Galaxy model, to get well and I received excellent My surprise was that aside from the phone also gave me a tablet Galaxy to be far more informed of what's happening around the world, thank you very much to the people of Venezuela by Samsung support they gave me and also thank you very much to Edmund who was who got me in contact Samsung Venezuela. I spent some great days in Caracas meeting people, pacing around the city, send postcards to a trip to sell so she can travel, if anyone is interested just send me an email at the address shown on page, I went to to watch the latest film releases in 3D, well surely started doing some life in this beautiful city, a day before my departure was the birthday of a friend of Tomas where I met many people with whom I made a friendship that has lasted more beyond that night, the next day it was time to leave Caracas and continue to Puerto de la Cruz, no doubt left many friends in the capital of this great country (thanks Tomas and Carolina), out of Caracas after a trip I play something quiet but feel a little tired and I had more than a month without rolling road to get to Puerto de la Cruz I received my good friend Edgar who took me to where I lodged, a house to myself with all the amenities one could ask, Edgar treated me really well I get to eat, to visit the city, among other things, the last day we went to roll toward the viewpoint of the city to go after your family lunch and I continue my journey, no doubt those 3 days in Puerto de la Cruz were very pleasant in company with my friend Edgar. Arrive at Puerto Ordaz in the city midway between Puerto de la Cruz and La Gran Sabana, spent two days there in a hostel to rest some of the still felt tired for just hooking go back to the route. Puerto Ordaz Sali early due to the Gran Sabana, where a spectacular road to go coming to this paradise on earth could begin to appreciate a very different vegetation to what had been seeing, to get to La Gran Sabana was seen all the points interest that are very well marked on the road and are the cornerstone of the virgin, the war memorial, jump the swallows, a paradise among others so it would continue and go where my campsite Jumping Kawi, a beautiful place where I received Indian family of Emilio, son of Cornelius the chief of the tribe of the pemones, my tent locate it within walking distance of the jump, I've been going around, talking to people, Emilio's family has told me where as the Indians survived the Spanish arrival, show me spearheads more than 800 years old made of red stone called jasper. The second day gave me a necklace with the symbol of their tribe, a very pretty necklace that I wear, what better gift than a necklace made by the Indians own hands and that was a coincidence that today was my birthday, so without saying anything received the best gift for my birthday. I've gone in the direction of Santa Elena Venezuela's border with Brazil, do not miss some jumps but in this great paradise that is The Great Savannah, as pacheco cascade, waterfall jasper among other places, a short trip but very beautiful in vegetation that every mile traveled was disappearing until you reach the border town, a very quiet town, with many sites for trips to La Gran Sabana, very different from the other borders as it breathes an air of tranquility, tomorrow Brazil entered Venezuela leave behind a country with many contrasts, a country of wonderful people, beautiful women, a very depressing political corruption, but they certainly are beautiful people and places made my stay in Venezuela one of the best countries I visited on my trip from Mexico to South America, thanks to everyone who made my adventure in Venezuela spectacular.

Colombia

Wed, 1 Dec 2010 14:08:25 +0100

We arrived in Cartagena after 26 hours of travel with waves large enough in certain parts of the journey, we are waiting on the boat that immigration officers come to check their passports and so to disembark from the ship but we, motorcycles will have to wait a day but so that customs agents can check in detail, we at approximately 11 am to be right now and 3 pm, ending to organize my bags from the adventurous and making a small backpack with clothes just for the night in a hostel here in Cartagena and am back on the bikes and our stuf. The next day being down the bikes the glider was released a shower which did not look at 20 meters thick that it was after 2 hours off my bike, drove to the customs building for a temporary importation of the adventurous and continuing my way, and completed the paperwork with more than 5 hours of waiting I went through my computer with which I travel, I found there to Cartagena Fernando a motorcyclist who would give me hosting my stay in the city, in the end we were 5 motorcyclists enjoying the stay so enjoyable that Fernando gave us. After spending several days resting and enjoying continued our journey Cartagena to Taganga where Daniel would visit the Swiss we met in the sailboat that brought us to this beautiful country, June 1-hour drive to get to the beautiful coast Instead, we reached the house of Daniel where we left our things and went for a walk around the village, a very quiet place on the waterfront you can eat or drink or dance in its various restaurants, bars and a nightclub. After two days of rest we headed for the border crossing into Venezuela Paraguachon and what was our surprise kilometers before reaching flood already noticed by all the villages we passed the border and coming in from Venezuela and we inform had not happened since there was a stretch where the road reached 2 meters deep, by returning migration staff tell us we can not leave the country to meet the 72 hours within an area where there was no service like water, electricity among others, so we left Venezuela and looking hotel on the border on the Colombian side unsealed exit visas to Venezuela, to be crossing back again shots were heard as they were docking a passenger bus, so was the final a clash between policemen and thieves. After a very tiring day on our way now to the border of Cucuta, where the day yesterday we slept in Valledupar, to this day get up early and drive for 10 hours and travel about 450 kilometers or so to reach and rest Bucaramanga end in a very nice hostel, we are in an area of bars and cafes where the Colombian beauty is noted.

Story 1: Arrive back to Colombia's southern border, the processed output of Ecuador was very time consuming because there were too few staff people and doing the paperwork, after an hour of queuing I could leave and go to the offices Colombia, where everything was and I could go faster and without any mishap, my destiny would Pasto in Nariño, on the road made a little diversion to Las Lajas, an impressive church of the few that can do with this beauty in Latin America, we get to Pasto and I settled in a cheap hotel near the bus terminal, spent several days there with friends visiting the city and resting as usual on my haha. Thanks to Dario for showing me the city and all its churches and for having opened the doors of his house to meet the family, likewise also thank my friends motorcyclists went to dinner one night before my departure.

Story 2: I left the grass after several days of being there Popayan continue my way to where the road was somewhat stressful because there were many gaps and unevenness in the road that made the handling a little tired, it rained for a while and if we add I was rolling on guerrilla zone made the most stressful way, come to the White City Popayan, a beautiful city, very clean and very relaxing as being all white is an air of tranquility in her knowledge in all nooks and crannies regard to its historical center and also climbed to a hill which is on the side where you can see both the whole city.

Story 3: After several days of rest in Popayan continue my way to Cali, where it reaches almost night and I moved very slowly on the road enjoying the scenery was very beautiful, in Cali I stay in a hostel for bikers where the owner is a Dane who has traveled many countries in their motorcycles. I spent several days in Cali where I met several sides of the city with my friend Victor motorcyclist who came a long time talking on the computer and who in turn was a friend of fellow travelers that I had known in Mexico, that night we went to dinner the house where his parents welcomed me excellently, thanks Victor. The next day I went to see the zoo in Cali, famous for being very large and so it was that day in the evening I spoke Sory, wife of George (motorcyclist friends own a store) to invite me for a ride on Lake Calima was a trip rich in their company and other Motorbikers who had joined the walk. With Sory and George for their hospitality and all that we shot that day. The day that I would go early to say goodbye to them and talk with Alain French traveler Colombia is known as the palm of your hand, to give me advice on the route.

Story 4: I'm in Salento, in the heart of the triangle Coffee, a town still very traditional, where people on horseback after making your purchases the day, where people are very friendly and greet you all, where is one of the best cafes in Colombia and the world, where I spent several days to enjoy a delicious coffee, I met Salento and its surroundings, I stayed on a farm that is 20 minutes walking village a place to breathe peace and quiet, away from any noise.

Story 5: Sali Manizales Salento course, very important city in the coffee, there visit the historical center, the cable car in the same city to transport me about it, I went to their university and also known as the snowy surroundings Ruiz visited place in this area. After several days continue to Medellin, where I got to see the Flower Festival, famous in the country and the world, where every day has a schedule of events such as horseback riding, truck called chivas among others, there I was with my Pearl friend who lives in the same city where I live in Mexico, we were exploring the city together, met museum, we went to street festivals and many more activities, David also met a friend who motorcyclist went to eat in the company of his wife, know something of the city and who also took me to some outstanding in the city, no doubt David was very helpful, very tasty addition to talking all the adventures that have touched on this love of motorcycling, thanks David.

Story 6: After being almost a week for Medellin continue my way to the coast, Cartagena would be my final destination, but first would pass through Santiago de Tolu beautiful coastal village on the side of the Caribbean Sea a few hundred kilometers from Cartagena. After some days in this beautiful place continue to Turbaco, the people of my friend Fernando Morales who took me 10 months ago when you pass the first time in Colombia, I'm 15 minutes from Cartagena doing all the paperwork to send to the adventurous old continent and to continue with the trip, transportation is expensive and the money ran out, touch me working in Europe to continue the journey, something good was that Fernando has helped me with the paperwork, as well as myself have received a member of the family and has given me an excellent deal.

Thanks to all my Colombian friends who made the passage through a unique experience Colombia, Colombia is a beautiful country, likewise one of the most hospitable countries with population, thanks to all.

Panama

Wed, 24 Nov 2010 05:20:09 +0100

I have come to Panama Sixaola by crossing a bridge with more than 100 years old in very bad conditions where many of the wooden boards where the motorcycle wheel and do something dangerous was the passage, if we add that there was dense rain something they did without a doubt a high-risk step, after crossing it and be on the other side I saw two Americans passed that I had found my way, either across the papers were arranging for placement in a beautiful country with an abundant dense vegetation, and on the road was seen leaving everywhere abundant waterfalls on it from small waterfalls and some not so small conductance doing a wonderful thing, after 5 hours of driving we arrived at a city David something big with several shops and supermarkets that make it easy to supply and make some purchases to continue the journey, that day we slept in this city a little cheap hostel. The next day we continued our trip to Panama City and not change a police stop us by going to 90 miles per hour in an area of 50 km per hour, the truth panama his remarks are very bad, not to say that almost no There, the agent told us traffic that often the same people steal the pipes to sell later, after spending some time talking to an agent of the Americans traveling with (Aaron) bag gloves and gave them to agent telling him that if he had to stay but they are letting us go and it went, a few kilometers from the capital before we picked up a very heavy rain which could not see 5 meters in front of management doing too extreme adventure, to reach the city of Panama was great surprise to see dozens of skyscrapers that made the sight somewhat surprising, after walking around town looking for where to stay, we met a doctor who very kindly made several calls to find a room in a hostel in a central area. The next day we decided to meet the bridge of the americas which is the most famous of the country and that is the beginning of the Panama Canal, then went to the Miraflores Locks to see the operation of the canal, without doubt one of the largest engineering that man has invented if we add that it has built 100 years makes it much more amazing, we play the good fortune to see down 8 meters to two cargo ships and cruise passengers the largest that can pass through the channel, after being appreciating beautiful work of engineering as we went to the Centennial bridge we had passed a day earlier but the rain could not appreciate. Today we left for the port of embarkation Carti motorcycles and sailing for 4 days to reach the port of Cartagena in Colombia, a trip on a sailing ship built in 1903 with a length of 50 feet, a paved road in fair condition with a driving something interesting for so many ups and downs and many turns, arriving at Port Cartier and several riders were up their bikes to begin crossing. Climbing all the bikes started our journey to an island no more than a mile away where we were with the indigenous Kuna tribe where we had dinner with them and dances representative. We left due to Cartagena where the second day on the boat came to a quiet place with 5 islands around us filled with palm trees and sandy beaches with very white, download everything you need on an island for a grilled meat for our dinner, the next day, we stayed all day in such a beautiful place the day going to a Caribbean style with no concern just enjoying the sea and its islands. Today at 5 in the morning, the boat began to move in the direction of Cartagena a voyage of 26 hours with a sea somewhat piqued where more than half a fleet suffered from dizziness during the morning and by noon the sea was more quiet, making the navigation of the boat very comfortable, after 13 hours of travel we left Panama and went into Colombian waters. Panama was certainly a beautiful country for me because its vegetation, its water drops on the highway, its skyscrapers in the capital and of course its people made my way through that country a great experience. Thanks ...

Costa rica

Mon, 15 Nov 2010 04:36:19 +0100

Upon entering Costa Rica started to find the welcome sign but never look more than what I found, then continue on through immigration and customs to internalize the motorcycle into the country and I find the news that Costa Rica does not charge for domestic vehicle, so I continued my way to the beach at Samara on the Pacific coast, before reaching the beach a cop stop me to check the documents of the bike and telling me to be careful when driving because the fines in Costa rich were quite high, I said that if they exceed the speed of 80 miles per hour is allowed the fine is 220.000 colones which is something like 440 U.S. dollars and other named me but what else is stuck with me was the most expensive , after seeing the papers and my papers were in order, let me continue the journey, before arriving I was driving on a road with many curves and descents that would lead me to my destination, to get to the beach in Samara me found in a town dominated beach surf, the fantastic sport of gliding through the waves, I stayed in a few rooms on the beach for 15 U.S. dollars, after a walk along the beach I started to go to dinner for hunger was worn during the day. After a good rest continue my way to San Jose the capital of the country to make some repairs to the adventurous and go on my way to spend two days without knowing the capital, to take the bike to the BMW, I received a very kind and effective treatment , thank you very much people of the workshop. Today we leave San Jose to the Caribbean of Costa Rica to the Caribbean town of Puerto Viejo a very colorful place with lots of Jamaican influence and many people of color. I spent a lot of fun days in Puerto Viejo in the company of many friends I made in my stay in place tomorrow so beautiful panama continued to pursue such a beautiful experience. I spent a full day of relaxation for the day and entertainment at night in the company of a group of friends from different nationalities that made me a stay in Puerto old very nice. When leaving the last day of the hostel "Pagalu" the manager returned me $ 20 and not charge me a panquesillos I was eating during my stay, saying it was a gift for the trip and have it put gasoline which was even happier my farewell of that place.
The hostel "Pagalu" is about Germans are very cool and one of the best I've come to since everything is in excellent condition and the atmosphere that makes you breathe it every day to spend a very pleasant stay. After leaving Puerto old I went to the border with Panama, a very rainy day, with poor visibility, had only gone a mile when I met with two U.S. riders who wore the same way that your server , so we got to the border company, where we decided we would go a couple of days the route. Thanks Costa rica and people on my route was a great people in my way on this beauhtiful country.

Nicaragua

Tue, 9 Nov 2010 06:55:15 +0100

Upon reaching the border of Honduras Somotillo that border with Nicaragua asked me the role of entry of the motorcycle to shoot it down the system of the country of Honduras after migration to continue to me the passport stamped and then continue to Nicaragua and without any processed that are still going on one to offer you the processed, when arriving to Nicaragua will take a picture of the welcome sign then continue to immigration and customs on the side of Nicaragua, a procedure very easy with a modest amount in charges for hospitalization of motorcycle, after leaving there I marvel at the landscapes, woodlands, where they could see giant rock formation involved in the vegetation of the area, to get to Granada would be my city to rest a police stop me for having gone a line of high that I honestly did not realize, I gave some to keep me cordobas fined and continue my way to Granada, a beautiful very clean and elegant in its French architecture, with wooden buildings and some beautiful temples, a tourist attraction for most of the year, came for just one day but I think it'll be a couple of days to get to know a little better. Today I went to visit the islands that are on Lake Nicaragua to provide 365 pieces of land surrounded in total each with its own flora and fauna, was a journey of about 3 hours by boat certainly a tour that was due take. After a few days off in Granada continue my voyage to the island of Ometepe on Lake Nicaragua formed by two volcanoes, one dormant and one with great exhalations from the mouth of it, a very beautiful island quiet and full of things to do. Today I left Ometepe Island at 5 am to get place on the ferry and a day before there was a Christian procession, and everyone wanted to return early, come to St. George to continue my way to the capital Managua this beautiful country, and as such I could not miss another traffic stop on the pretext that he was speeding and I applied the same as asking for money, good to go from there reach the capital in search of a suspension screw the adventurous and Guatemala that they put a screw poor quality, which I could not find having to buy the same quality they were wearing for at least was not bent, a long day at 5 am 5 pm, at the end of a workshop put on some cool guys that was spent telling jokes between them, I return to Granada and then continue to Costa Rica where a screw back find better. The next day I woke up early to go to my next country and what was the surprise in the way I began to see giants fans a dozen wind-powered generators, a great spectacle for the eyes as it all the way where were visible I got a fantastic entertainment, Nicaragua, a country with great potential in developing tourism sector being well advanced, thanks to the people who stop me in my path and taught me to your wonderful country.

Honduras

Tue, 9 Nov 2010 05:52:42 +0100

By entering Honduras, come by the office of Amatillo busiest place as the passage of the Pan American Highway, to reach the border became the advisor to offer their service which only ask for a copy and I finally made the payment to internalize the bike, which I stole a lot of money telling me that he had to give money to a lawyer for the processed out soon, I left the border into Choluteca it would be my destiny that day and then continue to Nicaragua, after a journey of 200 km around Choluteca, a city reaches a very nice place, clean energies and charge slept there for my siquiente day that would be more than 350 kilometers and with a border crossing, the next day I woke up early and continue my way to Nicaragua. Honduras almost cross it in 1 day, had planned to go a little more to the center of the country but with the bad experiences I had with the customs, the advisor and a police officer stop me for asking for money practically preferred to continue to the next country and Honduras only take step.

El salvador

Thu, 4 Nov 2010 15:35:49 +0100

Welcome Search to El Salvador was the first sign I saw on entering this country, to reach the immigration office to stamp my passport, I found some servicers do not really do anything and just want a tip for all the paperwork yourself without one do anything, so I went to stamp my papers out and continue to the office where the processed fairly easy, just very slow because the people working there very slowly and does all the paperwork is free it should be noted all bureaucracy, to get out of there continue my way to the mouth of San Diego a beach in the area of Liberty with a stunning sunsets, going and coming closer and closer to see the Pacific Ocean breezes and smell reminded me love my city home in Mexico as the same odor is present, I have come to the inn oak where people have treated me very well, leave my stuff after I went to see how they finished setting sun in such a beautiful beach, then back the hostel I took a shower to remove the salt that had for my body, eat and lie down to sleep. Today I saw my email and I have the message Andres a great childhood friend telling me that will be in San Salvador the capital of this country so I dispondre go see him. Arrive in San Salvador a city at first sight very clean with many gardens next to the streets, drive to the San Benito where he stayed my friend, come give me the key and I dropped my stuff in the room and wait for Andres because it was working, when you get to see the luxurious room and I remembered all the amenities you can stay in a five star hotel, get my friend were talking, then we were in the hotel bar chatting with friends and travel having a good time. The next day I woke up more than rested, so breakfast and continue my way to the beach where the cuckoo sigueintes would be my point to be a couple of days, arriving can see a large area of beach with waves of 1 to 3 meters features the Pacific Ocean, I stayed in huts under the name cucolindo, a nice place to relax, I spend the evening appreciating the sea and at night a fish dinner cooked by people from the region, a very tasty fish. The next day I took some pictures in the morning and at noon I had lunch mangrove clams, a different but very tasty flavor of the clams that I had tried before in Mexico, to be eating a lady came to offer turtle eggs something that caught my attention because in my country is very punished the sale of any products related to turtles, then continue walking towards the people of a fishing cuckoo with houses made of palm where living on the beach hand make front restaurants. The next day leave so beautiful place to go to the border with Honduras. Thanks to San Salvador great people and beautiful country.

Guatemala

Tue, 19 Oct 2010 08:34:29 +0200

We crossed to Guatemala border formalities took only 40 minutes were a bit worried because we had been told that the paperwork took a long time in this border area, the person who received us very friendly demeanor and joking with fellow After checking work documents and fumigate the bikes continue to our final destination would be the people of Flores island linked by a bridge in the Peten area, almost reaching the people that took a deflection and several streets were closed for a holiday in the nearby town of Flores, this shortcut led us a person riding on a motorcycle of cylinder capacity under which we pass through a narrow wooden bridge that neither half feet wide, and to get to Flores we ran into a German Oliver riding his bike and took us to the hostel where we would stay, after settling down in our room and take a cold water bath, dinner and told us that our bikes could not sleep in the hostel so we went to Oliver who has a restaurant to the edge of the side called La villa del chef, there were chatting and drinking beers after leaving our bikes inside your establishment. Today we went to the ruins of Tikal in the capital of the Mayan people built their first buildings 700 years before Christ, a huge area of construction which are distinguished by their high pyramids ranging from 60 to 80 meters, returned to Flowers and went to the boardwalk pier to key facts to the people of the region and other tourists who arrived, she met several young people who asked me my nationality and some of the journey being undertaken. The next day we got up early went to Oliver's restaurant there by the bikes we said goodbye and continued to our destination that would Semuc Champey which ultimately would not visit at least so far as they take a road that took us across the mountains of this beautiful country in the area of peace altavera, dirt road, mud, rocks, lots of water because the rainy season, so we continue the way and visiting indigenous villages where people do not speak Spanish, a very nice person big heart to give everything without getting anything in return to live very simply, Loving greetings to show kindness to one, after 10 hours of driving gave us the night where we come to a coffee farm manager name Chapultepec where we opened Don Jose luis the doors to put our tents in the drying zone of coffee, the next day after the scenery for several hours we continued our way to Copan as Semuc Champey will visit later by technical issues of motorcycles and wash our clothes. El dia de hoy fui a Semuc champey 3 horas de camino donde los ultimos 10 kilometros son muy dificiles de transitar por la condicion del camino, al llegar al lugar me impacto sus piscinas naturales y cascadas con aguas de color turquesa un lugar muy impresionante rodeado de extensa vegetacion con paredes rocosas impresionantes, despues de 4 horas de estar en tan hermoso lugar regrese a Coban para descansar y preparar la moto para el dia siguiente. The next day after having rested in Siquinalá with my friend, Fernando went to see the city of Antigua, a city with a colonial cobblestone streets and architecture dating back several centuries ago, a tourist place but not take away the magic you can feel to be in it. After being several days resting in Siquinalá Quetzaltenango I prepared to go to a flight of 2 hours where the weather changed selvatico to forest where the temperature dropped over 10 degrees, come to Quetzaltenango a beautiful city, especially the central plaza I was that city to know a program where street children are promoting the right direction and not fall into the same vices that would give them street, she met Guadalupe who showed me the facilities of the school and then I Isela showed the group home, without a doubt a very good humanitarian work, congratulations. After I got ready to go to sleep at a village Panajachel on the shores of Lake Atitlan, a beautiful place with lots of tourist things to do, to get the bike rolling down the hill to enter the lake the scenery could be appreciated paid the 10-hour shift I experienced on the day. I'm in Panajachel visiting various places in the city and appreciating the beauty of the lake surrounded by several volcanoes. After several days enjoying this beautiful place with Fernando Siquinalá back to where it would be the last place would be in Guatemala to start my journey through El Salvador, Guatemala and thank you very much for their people get along really great taste of this beautiful country. Thanks Guatemala

Belize

Tue, 19 Oct 2010 05:15:43 +0200

We went to Belize, Chetumal Mexico border, the process was easy was practically empty the building of immigration and customs found where the same, after presenting our passports and documentation of the bikes we went back a few meters before the horses to be fumigated steel, and then continue to the route we had it was just across Belize as our final destination would be Flores in Guatemala. Belize is a beautiful country with lots of jungle type vegetation, houses in the area that are seen along the road are two-story wooden most English and French architecture, most people are of color and long time ago that suffered from slavery in the area, friendly people, we eat at a restaurant on the road in a very beautiful mounts surrounded with large trees where two black women very kindly offered us to eat rice with beans and chunks of chicken a meal that will be very rich and our diet throughout Central America as it is the typical dish from various countries of this region. The roads are in very good condition, without much signage such as unpainted ceilings or yellow line that divides the two lanes but all in all very good, easy to drive and can get to any town but it was not our case and we decided not pass through cities such as capital Belmopan Belize or the country, just play around, certainly a country to visit and explore mile after mile as beautiful fields and socialize more with people. Thanks to Belize and its people for making us very welcome step by the land full of life.

Mexico

Thu, 2 Sep 2010 01:47:10 +0200

I'm in Tijuana United States border, I came to buy a sleeping bag for low temperature, a tent 4 seasons among other things.
I got in touch with Crappybiker, partner of New Zealand to accompany me along many stretches of the route.
Finally after several days of rest in tijuana in Dante's house and be a good friend arranging the adventurous, this day we left the road, the first stop was a small restaurant for breakfast, we met the waitress there whom we wonder about the trip, which was very interested in it, to leave something funny happened to me there a couple in a car approached me to say he knew me and knew that I was to the world on two wheels and I wanted the best and took several photos of his car to my bike, then continue to the Valley of Guadalupe to know the most important wine house of Mexico (the cellars and vineyards of La Cetto), miles and miles of crops, we reached the site precisely because it tasted several wines, all very good taste, after taste so delicious wines rested a bit to continue our way around, hit us with its wonderful views, and rather tired went to seek lodging house where we would give we have started on the right foot, we arrived at the beach house of our friend Oscar R. who very kindly offered us the hospitality of his home, a beautiful house on the edge of the beach near the city of Ensenada in Baja California for more information about this can see the page in http://www.haciendapuntapiedra.com thank you very much tocayo.
After two days of rest in a beautiful house we continued our trip to Rosario, a village 250 km south of Ensenada, during our trip we had some wind from the Pacific Ocean that favored a very good temperature hovering between 22 at 27 degrees celsius, many sections of the road was under repair in which the dust filled our helmets conduction doing something complicated, we arrived at Rosario, we are staying in a hotel for a night which we paid 19 dlls. in a double room, we are getting ready for dinner and rest to continue our journey tomorrow. We leave the Rosario after having breakfast, we walked 550 kms a day of eight hours which left us exhausted, the temperature began to rise to 40 degrees, the spectators were out of an accident where a truck collided head on with another equal , evacuated after the road that we continue to enter an area Vizcaino Desert biodiversity amazing at all, after crossing it we had to stop at a convenience store to buy more water because we had not finished by the extreme heat we accompanied on the road, we reached Santa Rosalia in Baja California Sur for the night, after all our luggage down to dinner and decided to go for a beer to talk about the day, which was excellent and we took many pictures and some video, at the end we went to rest at the hotel which is located near the center of the city We raised a little late, fatigue has been noted, we talked in some stretches a few kilometers but we felt that day tired with more mileage on the route. After finishing the breakfast back to the hotel to charge the bikes and continue our journey to Loreto Bay a place that captivates you by the calm waters, Loreto is a quiet tourist town because for many years was the capital of the Californias , there were many people, it is worth mentioning that this is not tourist season. A few kilometers before reaching temperatures were felt above 40 degrees, we arrived very tired and decided to go eat after a walk through the center of the city to continue with a break. The next day we left a little earlier than usual because we had talked about the heat that is felt so try to avoid rolling earlier, Ligüi cross slope, an area famous in the area by the number of accidents has been for its scores of curves go up and downs that make driving dangerous, crossing the valley of Comondu to reach peace where almost coming, Damon he got a fly in my ear when we had to go to the doctor to be the taken out by eye movement who felt the same, after leaving the doctor and not just a shock move came as every bit the fly that a quite large we decided to eat some seafood and cool with a hibiscus lemonade typical of the establishment we, here we spend the Independence Day of Mexico. We spent a fun day in La Paz in the company of friends, two days after the proclamation of independence we visited Cabo San Lucas, the last city but south of the peninsula, we play a lot of rain and the approaching Tropical Storm Georgette thank God a lot of water left only benefit the state and it never rains, the hotel knew that many people visit California for the relationship you have with the known composition of the group Eagles. After several days of distraction in peace at last take the ferry to take us to the port of Mazatlan, was a day of farewell to friends and my family in particular where they could not miss an occasional tear for the feelings to the surface. We arrived in Mazatlan, where breakfast and continued our trip to Jalisco Tequila, where we spent the evening and taste some tequilas in the company of a rock band, the next day I continue to Guadalajara where I would be four days in the company of my friends work and where you would do mechanical service to the motorcycle as walking failing. Has left the service and in the stretch to Leon in the state of Guanajuato continuous failures to fix it soon I hope. I woke up early in Leon Guanajuato to travel towards the city, a beautiful city where colonial style was the cradle of the independence of Mexico after traveling went out due to Morelia in Michoacan state to meet and spend the night in Luis house a motorcyclist who offered me lodging, coming home to his family received me with great enthusiasm, after taking a well deserved swim went to dinner at one of her sisters where we prepare a very good green pozole, the next day Morelia typical breakfast food, then continue my trip to Mexico Toluca crossing and arriving in the west of the capital, where my first stop was the workshop bmw mechanic to check the fault that had the adventurous, being now if ready to continue where the clogged filter caused the gasoline, then called my friend Edwin who lives in Mexico City to spend the night at his apartment where he lives with his family.I spent a couple of days resting and living in Mexico with the family of Edwin where we went to several places to eat and enjoy the city. Today I got up early to get my bike ready to go to Orizaba where I'll meet with Gustavo http://xloscaminosdelsur.wordpress.com Argentina who accompany me as my colleague from New Zealand took different direction to mine, come to Orizaba and knowledge to the group of motorcyclists Touregs of Puebla a very happy group, exchanging ideas with them the trip was listening to advice and anecdotes from other colleagues who have made trips to South America. It's Sunday morning and we left towards Orizaba Villahermosa Tuxtepec having to go up in the state of Oaxaca as all roads are jammed by the passage of Hurricane Karl that swept away many villages in southeast Mexico, was a trip 10 hours to travel 400 km from long lines of cars and trucks waiting their turn to move to the southeast. We are in Coatzacoalcos Veracruz spend the night here, to get cross a mile of water on the road as it was overflowing the dam which is located beside the road. The day we left at noon today after a short break we drive a couple hundred e km but we felt tired from the day before we got to Villahermosa in Tabasco state where we went to eat some seafood and then we met with a group of motorcyclists who spent the afternoon talking about the trip, then went to Peter's house who invited us to sleep and a place to leave our bikes. We have emerged from Villahermosa to Ciudad del Carmen to visit my friend Oscar, who lent me the same house in Ensenada in Baja California Sur, I feel at home the truth, the way they looked for places flooded by the rains that have plagued the southeast of the country. After several days of rest in Ciudad del Carmen went to visit the ruins of Calakmul in the state of 400 kilometers a day where we saw a lot of vegetation and reaching the ruins are pheasants, monkeys, boar and coatis. The ruins are at the core of the biosphere Calakmu a 60 km rural road where a car can travel alone, is why it makes your visit more interesting because of the difficult access to these, after finishing the visit continue to the village Xpujil where we sleep. The next day we headed for Merida in the Yucatan state, through the ruins of Uxmal and Kabah slightly smaller in area than those of a previous day but with the same beauty of the pyramids and surrounding areas. We are in Merida a quiet town with architecture dating back several centuries ago, but old buildings with a facade that few cities in Mexico can boast, we have attended plays, we visited the center, its churches and of course could not miss the enjoy your meal, certainly a highly recommended city to visit. I'm waiting for waterproof boots since they are not quite bring a rain, so we will be in white to receive the package Merida.While we wait for the city met in Merida, a city steeped in history, attended the theater festival of international choirs, the next day we visited the cenotes in Cuzama a village an hour from the capital of Yucatan, certainly a place to visit for the natural beauty of the cenotes makes a magical place. We come to Tulum where it will be our home for 3 days, we put our tents beside the sea, a beautiful place with calm waters, many people enjoy them. Today I went to the Tulum ruins could not miss the unique opportunity to visit the ruins of the Mayan culture that settled along the sea, arriving just had no words to describe what he was seeing a very beautiful place where buildings left you stunned, then return to camp to wait for my companion who had gone to another town to do some paperwork to the bank, we spent the afternoon at the beach enjoying the ocean, play beach soccer with the fishermen of the region , it is night right now and prepare myself to sleep. After several days of rest in Tulum to Chetumal city we would be crossing the border to the country of Belize. Thanks to my home country and all its people for making our trip great.

Before the trip

Mon, 10 Nov 2008 02:56:23 +0100

I have gone part of Mexico in the adventurous (my motorcycle if I have been called), we crossed the Baja California peninsula with temperatures above 40 degrees celsius, the altar desert in Sonora state north of Mexico, we met several colonial cities of Guanajuato, San Miguel de Allende, Morelia to name a few, I was in Potosi Guasteca a beautiful place to visit crossing the Sierra Gorda in Queretaro, we met several temples of impressive architecture and many more places I stop at this great journey through this wonderful country, the sea contrasts with the desert, crossing mountains, forests and forest fragments of a big country with great culture and history, friendly people, anxious to help the traveler, which I was impressed was that in the most remote and difficult places to reach people is a people who kindly was wondering where I was going, a magical place. Throughout my trip be sure to receive blessings and courage to continue on the road we had traced, a journey of 13,800 kilometers sufficient Mexico as part of training and testing the bike to begin the voyage around the world.