macado’s se asia adventure

Please note: I haven’t really posted on here recently because I am back home in the United States and no longer traveling at the moment.   I tend to only use this blog if I am going on any sort of trip to document my experiences and post pictures.

 Last trip I went on was London, England and when I was there I didn’t really update this blog because I didn’t feel it was needed to document anything since London is obviously a pretty well traveled place.

 If there is something on here that interests you and you have a question regarding any of the places that I went I will gladly answer them.   Either leave me a comment here or shoot me an email at macadotravel@macado.org. If I don’t have an answer I may be able to redirect you to a better place that might.

I know I don’t really update this anymore since i’m not actively traveling like I was last year however next week a bunch of friends that I met while traveling in Thailand and Malaysia are having a reunion of sorts in London.   So far this summer has been pretty boring with me just working and not really do much else so I figured I would get a bit of traveling in while I can and waste more money instead of paying off debt and bills.

Going to be headed to London on the 20th for a few days of drinking and doing a stereotypical London touristy stuff that I haven’t done before.  Should be quite interesting; about 6 of us are planning to go out and get absolutely smashed and reminisce about getting even more highly smashed in third world countries in South East Asia.  The chief difference of course is getting drunk in London is not nearly as cheap as Thailand and Malaysia and the scenery I imagine will be a bit different; though I’m guessing it will still be quite a good time. 

Everyone else is a London-area local for the most part and I’m the only Yank stupid enough to fly across the Atlantic for this glorious occasion.  Lets just hope I don’t get accosted by chavs while i’m there   I plan on taking a bunch of pictures and spending lots of USA fake monopoly money while i’m over there.

 I’ve still got to find some accomadation while I am over there since all of the hostels I looked at appeared to be pretty booked up. I should probably start researching that now and get that stuff sorted out before going over there.

My company also just recently opened up an office in the UK and i’d like to try to meet up with some of the employees over there though i’m not sure if i’ll have time. 

Anyway that’s pretty much the game plan.  After London it looks like I am going to catch a British Airways flight over to Amsterdam and walk around there for a few days before flying back home drunk, broke and dillussional to Boston.

Wish me luck!

I am back home now but I figured I would add one last update on here.  The bus trip from Tikal, Guatemala to Chetumal, Mexico got me there in one piece but was a far longer bus ride than I expected, still it was not as bad as the LONGEST BUS RIDE OF MY LIFE which took place in Cambodia.  Actually, the Cambodian bus ride wasn’t really that long though the trip was more painful than any driving experience I have ever in encountered, the roads in Cambodia SUCKED to put it bluntly.  In comparsion, the trip through Tikal to Chetumal which involved being stuck in a crowded minibus with a non-functional A/C was pleasant enough.  I met a fairly well-traveled mother and son couple that were very interesting to chat with about their traveling adventures. While they described their trip in Central America, I described my trip to SE Asia to them.  I also met a very weird German expat who has been living in Guatemala for 15 years and had just opened a bar.  A fun bus ride indeed.  The mother/son group whom I unfortunately not remember their names or where they were from knew of a good hostel in Playa Del Carmen so I took their advance to go there.

The roads in/around Tikal, Guatemala were a little dodgy (not paved) but once we got into Belize, things improved.  The bus trip actually went directly through Guatemal, into Belize, onto Belize City, and finally getting to Corozal (border town in Belize) and then finally to Chetumal, Mexico where I got my onboard connection on a Mexican bus to Playa Del Carmen. Leaving at 5:00AM in the morning from Tikal, I arrived in Chetumal, Mexico around 3:20PM, booked the next bus to Playa Del Carmen which took another 4 hours.  Around 6:30-7:00PM, I was FINALLY at my destination.  Roughly 13.5 hours later, it is not a trip recommended for the faint of heart nevertheless it can be done in a day and is great for someone on a budget since multiple plane tickets tend to be expensive.

The hostel I stayed at in Playa Del Carmen is called El Palomar.  Although the dorm was a little humid and stuffy, the place itself was very clean and front desk staff were very plesant.  There was also one computer in the lobby for free Internet.  Definitely a place I would stay again.  They also give you a huge locker to store all your store and there is a free breakfast.  If I remember correctly, I think I paid around 15-18USD for the night. Not too shabby.

Anyway, I spent the night roaming around at various little side bars drinking ice cold Dos Equis beer (my favorite Mexican beer).  Found a very nice little Mexican restaurant and had a completely amazing meal for about 9USD.  It’s been a while since I had good Mexican food and that certainly hit the spot. Err..Yes yes, I know. Playa Del Carmen is extremely touristy and i’m sure the meal I had hardly qualified as authetic Mexican. Unfortunately, the bus trip made me extremely tired so I called it an early night and went to sleep around 11PM.  The next morning, I spent a few hours at the beach but not so much since I got severely sunburned by falling asleep near the water in Caye Caulker,  got some breakfast and then spent the next 2-3 hours walking around all the little shops buying some stereotypical souvenirs like T-shirts, coconut necklaces and other little trinkets.  

I figured it would be safe to stroll around Playa Del Carmen rather than Cancun for the morning since my flight didn’t leave until 3:30PM and buses leave from Playa Del Carmen to Cancun almost every 15 minutes or so and take one hour.  Unfortunately, I VASTLY VASTLY under-estimated the time and ended up not getting on a bus to Cancun until 1PM! Gettng to the airport at 2:10PM, I was faced with an enormously huge line at the Delta check-in terminal.   I figured I was screwed and there was no way I was ever getting on this plane in time.  Luckily for me, I was able to get myself pushed ahead in the queue along with the other people who were supposed to get on the same flight. Apparently the bus they were on was late due to problems and I mingled with this group to get pushed ahead. Delta thankfully let us all cut the line and at the same time severely pissed off some obnoxiously loud sunburned Texan man who admitted his flight didn’t leave until 7:00PM.  If I had any energy to muster it would have been something along the lines of, “Fuck you buddy, my flight boards in 30 minutes and this line is at least 2 hours long!”  Instead, I booked it after I got my ticket and ran as fast I possibly could to security and managed to make it to the gate 15 minutes before my flight boarded.  Thank god! Crisis averted.

I am writing this from my phone so it will be messy until I edit it.  One of the hotels/hostels in Tikal has wireless internet access that I ”borrowed” after I used one of their computers to log into the router and find the encryption key for their router which was unpassworded.  I guess they don’t expect many Computer savy people to log into their router in the middle of the rainforest.   Although my phone is quite useless for making calls down there; it functions perfectly fine with a wireless internet connection meaning I now have free Internet. 

2nd day in Guatemala/Walking around Tikal park. I awoke at 5:00am in the morning by the sound of exotic bird calls and howler monkeys. Looking out my window the entire jungle canopy was covered in a misty fog that gave the morning a certain hallowed feel. I am really in the middle of the jungle. 

The park officially opens at 6AM but after quickly getting changed and making my way towards the entrace I entered approximately at 5:45am. Unlike other Mayan ruins I have visited in Mexico this park is deep in the jungle with ruins hidden under mounds of moss rising of above the forest canopy. Most of the temples and ruins are about a 20 minute walk apart though it seemed like a lot less.

The morning is very cool and there is a nice breeze. I can only imagine making this walk under the hot Guatemala sun in the afternoon. From the beginning it seemed as I was the only one in the entire park. As I walked through jungle I could see spider and howler monkeys swinging from the trees and toucans, parrots ,and wood peckers sitting and flying high above the branches. It was an awesome expensive triumping my visit to Taman Negara in Malaysia. As I walked through the jungle to the Mayan ruins all I heard were the calls of birds and monkeys. It wasn’t until about 2 hours into my walk that I actually saw another person, amazing.  The sounds of the jungle were eerie but at the same time relaxing.

Climbing some of temples gives an impressive view of the jungle below. Mayan temples shoot high above the jungle canopy.  It seems most of these ruins were hidden for centuries until parts of the jungle and moss on the stone structures were cleared away. Although it was too misty/foggy to see the sunrise the thick jungle fog itself was more than satisfying. It was still dark enough that it seems lots of the notural animals were still out making their rounds, invisible to me yet deeply camoflaged and hidden somewhere around me.

I spent the better part of the morning from 6:00AM to 11:30AM exploring the temples until the brutal sun finally burned off the rest of the fog and the park began to fill up with its usual amount of afternoon tourists (still only a fraction of people visit here compared to the ruins of Chichen Itza and Tulum in Mexico)

Suprisingly I have noticed my limited Spanish abilities are being to improve. It seems the majority of the tourists here are from other Latin American countries and South American countries. The majority of the locals here certainly don’t speak much English (not that I would expect them to) yet even though my Spanish is limited I find the locals extremely hospitable and friendly.    I have not once enountered the “in your face” selling that I got all over South East Asia and a little bit in Belize city.   Every local Guatemalan I have encountered seems to always have a smile on their face.

When I got back to the hotel in the afternoon I inquired at the front desk about the possibility of getting a bus ticket in the morning to Chetumal, Mexico (border town) all in broken Spanish.  Although the friendly girl at the front desk had trouble understanding what I was saying, I did eventually gather that the bus company they use was either full or not running.    This sort of presented a big problem since I sort of needed to be in Mexico ASAP.   I figured in desperation i’d need to get another minibus to Flores, fly back to Belize City then fly to Chetumal due to time constrants.  Turns out I was wrong, one of the hotel staff walked me to another hotel in the area and helped me sort out a bus ticket to Chetumal for 35USD which leaves at 5:00AM.   I guess I am in the a LONG LONG day tomorrow.  I had hoped that I could get a nice bus to Chetumal but apparently no such option exists which I guess is a good thing because apparently it could be dangerous at night.  I don’t really mind taking a bus as long as I get there on time since it will save me approximately 180USD in the end.   Will report on the bus and my night in Mexico when I get back.

I guessed you could say I cheated and took the non-backpacker way out because I was too stretched for time. I took a puddle jumper flight on Tropic Air from Belize City to Flores, Guatemala which took approximately 45 minutes. The puddle jumper flew over the jungle and just occasionally Mayan ruins could be spotted towering above the jungle canopy.

The fun began before bordering the flight and when I arrived in Guatemala . Unfortunately I was unable to exchange in currency in Belize because exchange counter seemed to be closed on a Sunday. The bigger probem occurred when I got to Guatemala. Although the bank was open they do not exchange Belizean dollars (Guatemala apparently still has a grudge against belize) when I tried to use my ATM card I discovered that the only ATM I could find was out of cash. I was beginning to think I was in a bind until I realized that visa of course is accepted everywhere

Although the bank would not accept my 400 Belizean dollars (approx 200usd) they gladly gave me a cash advance on my visa for 1100 quetzals (approx 150usd) which is more than plenty for two days in Guatemala.

My other problem I ran into was that it being Sunday almost everything was closed so I had to take 40USD mini bus to Tikal from Flores which took approximately an hour and through beautiful Guatemala country side (the landscape reminds me of Cambodia with its numberous farms and lush landscape) the big difference being that Cambodians speak more English than it would appear Guatemalians do.

In the past day I have had more trouble traveling in Guatemala than all of South East Asia. My basic Spanish language abilities are being taxed to their max and utilized to their full limited extent.

Actually I am impressed. I managed to hail a taxi, negotiate a price, request a room for one peron for one night all in Spanish. That’s pretty much all of my spanish language skills combined.

Although I thought my next big trip was going to be India I am starting to heavily lean towards backpacking more through Central America. The culture seems friendly. The countries are beautiful and it’s reasonably cheap.

Unfortunately I got here too late to really explore any of the park/ruins so that is my plan tomorrow. That also means ill have to spend another night in Guatemala which is going to complicate getting to Mexico on a bus for my flight out. I had hoped to have at least one full day in Cozumel or Playa Del Carmen which at this point won’t be possible unless I fly and then even then it seems I’d probably get there in the late afternoon. My flight leaves out of cancun on the 28th at 3pm and I am planning to leave Guatemala on the morning of the 27th if all goes well (which has to because I am due back at work)

So far my first experience back into the backpacking world started at the airport in Atlanta before my flight into Belize City.  I met a group of people I like to call the blatantly “Canadian” Canadians.  How Canadian mind you?  Well every item they carried, their hats, backpack, jackets, camera bag, and t-shirts all had Canadian flags on them.  From what I gathered from their conversations (obviously..they had to tell everyone they were talking to they were Canadian) they’re spending 4-5 months backpacking through South American and Central America. I can understand them not wanting to be mistaken for Americans but at some point the Canadian flag thing borders on being downright ridiculous.   Every Canadian I met on SE Asia, Australia, and New Zealand was cool and I have nothing against Canadians but I sort of thought it was funny how they attempted not to stick out.  I just find having 8 Canadian flags on your persons is pretty funny, if Americans did that they would be ridiculed but apparently it’s okay for Canadians because they’re not “ugly Americans”     END CANADA RANT.   Sorry Canadians
Getting to my first destination so far has been interesting.  I flew into Belize City which probably has one of the smallest International airports i’ve ever seen.  Once I got through customs which took 5-10 minutes I booked a puddle jumper play on Maya Air to get to Caye Caulker (island) for $54 USD.

If I wanted to save money I could have taken the water taxi for $10 USD however by the time I got to the marine terminal by taxi which would have cost $25 USD I would only have saved 20 bucks and wasted about 3-4 hours of time.  The puddle jumper plane took about 15 minutes.

With the island being so small naturally all the “Lonely Planet” accommodations were booked solid. Nevertheless, I managed to stumble around and find something basic at a place called Sandy Lane Cabanas for 20 BZD a night (10 USD/night).   Nothing special but it has a fan, a comfortable bed and was clean enough for my needs.  The bathroom is shared but they do have some private ones for a bit more, I didn’t really mind.

The entire island, although in Central America has a distinct Caribbean feel to it.  The local population consists of Creoles, Indigenous Mayan peoples, Africans and a small minority of other groups.  Every bar seems to have a reggie theme with Bob Marley blasting on the jukebox. The island is extremely laid back, small and easy to navigate. I believe the population here is about 800-1000 people. I would guess the entire island is only about 1-2 miles around and all the ins/outs can easily be explore in a few hours of walking around.   There are no paves roads and the main method of transportation besides walking are bicycles and electric golf carts.  It seems every local has an electric golf cart.  It’s pretty funny, most of the locals and from what I gather tourists drive around all day drinking beer and driving the golf carts.  I don’t actually know how safe or legal that is but it seems like every person I see driving a golf cart also has a beer in their hand.  There are a handfull of vehicles on the island, literally ONLY about two or three trucks that were imported from San Pedro, Ambergris Caye (the neighboring much bigger island)
Went out drinking my first night and sort of just walked around to different places to see what the island had to offer.  Later on at night I settled one drinking at a place called Sunset Disco Bar, the only disco/club on the island.  Seems like a very dodgy/divey place.  I basically just sat on the balcony outside drinking Belikin which is the national beer of Belize and it’s amazingly good.  Maybe one of my favorite beers.  It has a great taste and have a very strong alcohol content.   Anyway, I probably wouldn’t attend Sunset Disco Bar again.  Seemed like all locals and what looked like Belizean prostitutes hanging out at the end of the bar.    Unfortunately, I stretched my basic Spanish to it’s limits but the brief conversation I had with them was quite interesting.  None of them spoke any English other than “Where u from? and “U want fuck?” as amusing as it was I wasn’t interested but I did at least try to humor them by explaining in Spanish that I “yo no tango mucho dinero”