"I Almost Did


My solo travels across the Central Americas.

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DAY 2: Walking in the streets of  San Juan, Valladolid, Yucatan province, Mexico.


Can you speak and understand Spanish?. “It’s not worth the risk; just go see it on Google”. “Are you crazy?! Those border crossings are dangerous!”. Such were the questions I encountered from friends. Most intriguingly, the phrase: “I almost did that” kept coming up in conversation. Just then at that moment, I could sense the lingering regret behind that word, I knew that I had to give into my pilgrim soul; for as a little boy, I always dreamed of overland travel to far-off places. Explore and understand the lost civilisation.

Oh, how does one explain what one does and why one does it! I guess it is a blessing and a curse of the calling. With that thought, I embarked on an epic adventure of a lifetime to the land of the Mayas, a highly-developed civilisation that flourished and vanished without a trace in the Central Americas.

Stop dreaming about your bucket list

and start living it.

 - Annette White


53.552262'' N
88'8.152878'' W

53.552262'' N
88'8.152878'' W

Ek Balam 

DAY: 3 

GPS:  20,53.552262N 88,8.152878W 

3 hours from Cancun and 1 hour from Valladolid

This amazingly well-preserved sculptures uncovered at Ek Balam is an interesting Mayan site. Dating from 100 BC to its height at 700-1,200 BC, it is unlike any other Mayan site. The main temple here at Ek Balam is impressive, both in size and architecture. It's a massive size of over 500 feet long and 200 feet wide, the frescoes and sculptures decorating this temple is an artistic marvel.

Cenote Zaci

DAY: 3

Cenote Zaci

the next afternoon I took a dip in another beautiful cenote and I had it all to myself

My pale feet

it's amazing as the sunlight filters through the blue waters of Cenote Samulá

My pale feet

LEFT: A Mayan Warrior at the temple in Ek Balm


FAR LEFT: More ruins at Ek' Balam Archaeological site 


From crystal clear seas of the Caribbean to the deep underground caves of Central Mexico, my adventures saw me dive into blue waters of secret centos in the Yucatán Peninsula and scale the new worlds’ most impressive pyramids


El Castillo
Chichen Itza

I had the pleasure of the company of

Dr Santiago, who is a specialist in the Archaeology of the Americas

Uxmal is an ancient Maya city of the classical period 

Temple of the Warriors

Chichen Itza (‘the mouth at the well of Itza’) is classified as one of the New Seven Wonders of the World and in 1988 was enlisted as a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

El Castillo (the Temple of Kukulkan) is the famous pyramid which dominates the site of Chichen Itza and it actually sits on another much older temple.

Belize City

“Young man you know nothing about fishing.

I tell you, man, I have been fishing for over 40 years in these waters”

Edmundo Emanuel, 78

Baron Bliss Lighthouse

Reflection - Belize City


Tikal- The ancient Mayan citadel in the rainforests of northern Guatemala


Ihiked through the thick, dense jungles of Guatemala, completing my excursion by looking down on the lost city of Tikal.

Then crossing the border to Copán- an archaeological site of the Maya civilization in the Copán Department of western Honduras.



Tikal, Northern Guatemala


An ancient Mayan citadel in rainforests of northern Guatemala




Antigua, Guatemala. With crumbling churches set against the backdrop of monumental volcanoes

Volcano de Agua


Where cultures blend and time stood still

Santa Catalina Arch at night


Above the clouds, there's a bright blue sky, Their eyes tell stories that no words could describe. Yet I am surprised to see smiles on their faces to greet us strangers that passes by.

DAY: 11

Antiga, Guatemala

Lago Atitlan



Lago Atitlan

Time to do nothing just idling in a hammock and admiring the perfect lake view. 50cts a beer, Pork Pupusas for dinner $2.20. The room by the lake $9.50. This is where I want to be, woke up the next morning to this, The view, priceless !!

Day 15

Lago Atitlan


The legend of Maximón

The next afternoon I walked in the Little backstreets to the home of Maximón, well at least the effigy of Maximón, also known as San Simon, a saint venerated in various forms by Mayan people. spooky but worth a photograph

The legend of Maximón

The next afternoon I walked in the Little backstreets to the home of Maximón, well at least the effigy of Maximón, also known as San Simon, a saint venerated in various forms by Mayan people. spooky but worth a photograph  

El Salvador

The town is set with cobblestone streets, and the beautiful Iglesia Santa Lucía church is in the centre. Laid-back, friendly and beautiful people. Welcomed me with "Buenas" and a smile wherever I went.


I know what your thinking  El Salvador is a country with a high rate of crime, yes it is and you are right, but for me,  I felt pretty safe during my time spent here.  So friends, experience this great town I am already missing it !!!



DAY 19: Suchitoto, El Salverdor

Not all those who wander are lost

J.R.R. Tolkien


Alone in the Woods


Alone in the Woods

Hike to the Conchagua viewpoint


The lonely path to the viewpoint was covered with trees, and the wind brushed my face adding a little comfort to the hike to the top it was hot and humid. Outstanding view of the Gulf of Fonseca and its islands, it sure it's worth the hike.

Feel the magic of his creation from this mountain's top.

Tomorrow it will be an early start as I will be crossing into Nicaragua.


View from the lookout point at Conchagua

 Die with memories, not with dreams


El Tunco in El Salvador is a tiny off the beaten path beachside town. Made up of just two streets, it's the surface paradise, but I am not here to surf, to be honest, it doesn't excite me but to watch the incredible sunsets ranging from golden orange to ethereal pink.

El Tunco sunsets are something to marvel at with the huge ocean rock that used to look like a pig as the foreground is a real treat for the photographs.

El Tunco beach has its own wild beauty and once you've been, you'll know what I mean. 

1. Leaving El Salvador at La Union

1. Leaving El Salvador at La Union

3. Outstanding view of the Gulf of Fonseca and its islands

3. Outstanding view of the Gulf of Fonseca and its islands

2. Perfect Morning at La Union, but sad to leave El Salvador

2. Perfect Morning at La Union, but sad to leave El Salvador

7. Six hours later The first glimpse of Nicaragua 

7. Six hours later The first glimpse of Nicaragua 

4. Bridal path to the lookout point 

4. Bridal path to the lookout point 

6. Exhausted !!!! 

6. Exhausted !!!! 

DAY 21: Gulf of Fonseca

El salvador to Nicaragua

8. Strong man Costello carrying luggage

8. Strong man Costello carrying luggage

9. Filling the landing card and Visa stuff at the boat pier - Nicaragua 

9. Filling the landing card and Visa stuff at the boat pier - Nicaragua 

5. Passing Honduras 

5. Passing Honduras 

Laguna de Apoyo - Volcano Crater Lake

Be brave. Take risks. Nothing can substitute experience

Paulo Coelho


It frightens me to imagine that a monstrous mythical creature would be lurking underneath. How long could I hold my breath…. How deep could I dive…. and the unknown…. bright beams of sunlight pierce the deep blue waters somehow fear gives way to excitement, exhilarating.....



DAY 23
Apoyo Volcanic Creator Lagoon

Costa Rica
The long road to Monteverde

I'm not an Adrenaline Junkie

I jump off the cliff into the unknown my heartbeat slows down as I fall.
There is no adrenaline rush nor a high.

just a twinkle in my toe & sparkle in my eyes.
I feel clam as I wizz past canopy of trees.

I feel free like a bird in the sky.
Falling into the arms of the mid-day mist then through the rainforest oh so green.

The angel whispers softly into my heart I got you, my child, it's going to be all right.



DAY 27
la fortuna, monteverde,

Costa Rica


I hear the storm, high above the mountain tops, it's coming my way over the ridge. As the clouds change their form and hang heavily amongst the branches, leaving a trail of raindrops to warn us that more is on its way. I feel the calmness before the storm.


28 days of bright blue sky, I guess it was inevitable for a storm of this size, especially this time of the year, well there is a reason they call it the hurricane season. The wind blew harder, The lightning splits the sky, heavens opened. Its time move on goodbye Monteverde.

DAY 29
Costa Rica

Panama City

A delightful afternoon with a gangster

Ten years ago, gangs and stray dogs ruled the streets of Panama City's Casco Viejo, a neighbourhood that dates back to the 17th century. Those days are long gone. Miguel Rivera is a former gang member now married with five kids and spends his time as a guide. he is quite a comedian! Actually he was the highlight of the afternoon instead of the tour. He is funny, full of jokes and never a dull moment.  The gang's graffiti has been preserved as wall art. He takes me along back-alley and points to his hangouts and safe homes with bullet-ridden walls.  Stories about his life in the hood in the years gone by.  As the clock ticks and my time comes to an end,  I drown my second Panamanian mojito, bid him farewell.


Men past forty
Get up nights,
Look out at city lights
And wonder
Where they made the wrong turn
And why life is so long.

- Ed Sissman



Goodbye Bella

Panama City’s Old quarter

( Casco Viejo )

One afternoon I was playing with the kids in the neighbourhood. It was grim, but the laughter bought life back into the hood. They spoke in Spanish then broken English as we played along.  "What's your name !!!"  "cuál es tu nombre" shouted the little ones as we played all day long.  They called me the brown Gringo and screamed and laughed at my football skills.  We were all kids playing that day in the little known streets of the Panama Bay. 

Cute and friendly Bella gave me attitude from the start as we played along. with her big brown eyes, snotty nose and chubby cheeks. Little Bella was one of a kind.

When it was time for me to leave, she hugged me tight with all her might, and ask if I would return later that night. Broken promises and sad goodbyes, I was never the one to break her heart. I told her that I had to go, to a faraway land, where I belong. I took one last look and snapped a photo before her first teardrop fell on the floor.

Often I wonder what life would be for Bella and her friends. I wish you well my little friend and hope all is well in the Panama end. Birthdays, Graduations, and Proms hope you have them all. May life brings you the best in the years to come but deep in my heart, I know I will not see you again, so be safe, Bella be safe. 

The Brown Gringo

form a faraway land

DAY: 31

LEFT: So this is where my journey ends. I am kinda glad that this very spot that I am, at this very moment is a place that I wanted to be when I was in the fifth grade, I wanted to come here and watch the ships go by. yes it's the Panama Canal, a 100-year-old engineering marvel and a dream come true to a boy far away from home 

Charming cobblestone streets and vibrant colonial buildings of Suchitoto, a town set in the mountains of El Salvador captured my imagination what life would have been in the old Americas.

I sailed across the Gulf of Fonseca to Nicaragua the most beautiful border crossing ever. El Salvador to Nicaragua from La Union to Potosi then a bus to Leon/San Salvador. I experienced the smoking volcanos of Costa Rica. While I travelled, I was disappointed to learn that Columbus was nothing more than a gold-hungry Spaniard who destroyed as he discovered.


I've journeyed on chicken buses, private vans, back of pickup trucks, cycles, boats, and ferries. I walked for miles across each of the border crossings and finally into Panama. it has been a humbling experience. In my quest to understand the culture and its people along the way, I ended up meeting and making new friends, some for life and others merely for the moment.


I have witnessed some of the most dramatic landscapes in the world and marvelled at the sights of golden sunsets and star-filled night skies. 


Over 8000 km later, on a rainy and wet December morning,  I arrived in Panama City, safe but thoroughly exhausted.  One rucksack, three guide books and a mind filled with memories and no wish to say

"I almost did that!!".

5th December 2016 

by The Miraflores Locks

Panama Canel, Panama

Central America - 8000 KM

" I almost did that "

is intended to elicit my wanderlust

 I believe that all of us are on a journey or a combination of journeys, and sometimes we venture alone to the unknown or with someone we love and to share the excitement.


Then click on the Little Diray

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