costa rica struck me as a rich country. almost everyone has a good command of English. the houses are concrete.even in the mountains, with proper borders. You can see horses in its big grounds, several cars, and satellite dishes sat atop of it. private rooms in hostels have a TVs, some a flat screen. all have cable TV.
but they can’t be bothered to fix the road. Continue reading rough roads and costa rica
a word of advice to anyone who wants to use a laundry service in cusco: don’t always go to the cheapest joint you can find Continue reading laundry service/scammers in cusco, peru
this was my last day and my flight leaves around midnight. i didn’t really want to see the places i visited that day, but i felt i had to do something other than getting a really good thai massage. Continue reading few more tourist things to do in bangkok, thailand
after 2 days of not doing anything because of the non-stop rain, and the lack of things to do, we finally were able to drag ourselves out the room and walk around once the skies finally decided to let up Continue reading no, actually san ramon, costa rica has another saving grace
i don’t remember it being a particularly long day, especially when our first order of business was to go to a famous thai massage school (forgot the name, sorry). i was excited because it was my first time in bkk without a the parental units though. i was all for: yeah, let’s not join tours! so i was game to anything. Continue reading bangkok, thailand: dipping my feet into backpacking
costa rica was the first country in my latin america trip. why costa rica? it was the cheapest flight to latin america out of LA. i didn’t change pick it for any special reason, nor did i feel the need to do my homework before going Continue reading san jose, costa rica: not impressed with first impressions
i’ve been to thailand twice before 2015/2016. the first time was with my mom (of which the pics i’ve never seen). and for my birthday in 2012. it was officially the first time i feared for my life while i was traveling Continue reading ayutthaya, thailand: my first travel “near death” experience