From Curridabat we drove arround 45 minutes out of the city up in the mountains to our farm El Tablazo, where we spent the last 16 days with a lot rainy cold days and the owners Mima and Gabriel. The farm is located 1500m over the sea and surrounded by just two other farms. In the night you could see far away on the sky the lights from San José, but that was almost the only sign from the real world and other people. Only one night we went out for dinner and one day they showed us around in the area. The other days we almost had the same day rythm. We cooked together 3 times the day with the vegetables, herbs and eggs from the farm and worked a few hours with jobs like painting the watertower, feed the chickens and the goat, take care of the three dogs when Mima and Gabriel went to the market, harvest fruits and vegetables, planting and water the plants, make compost or cut trees and just lived with them the life on a farm. The chickens were my favourite. Every morning in time, they layed 5 green eggs in the nest and I only had to pick them up and got a huge cheese omlette for breakfast. I had an little accident, when I practised my dreifacher Rittberger on their trampolin and it suddenly broke and I felt through it and landed on the ground. I only got a little fright, but not to compare with the shock I got one day later, when I saw this huge Tarantula in our kitchen – even too big for a Staubsaugerrohr. After this 16 days we leave today with bus and ferry our new friends and looking forward to the beaches of Santa Teresa on the pacific side of Costa Rica and specially the nice weather.

Happy Birthday Moujie
Happy Birthday Dani
Happy Birthday Saschmann
Happy Birthday Daniel


By bus and collectivo we arrived in the middle of the extreme noon heat in Puerto Escondido. Puerto Escondido is a smaller city in Oaxaca and a famous surf location, especially Playa Zicatela. We explored the city a bit and went to our Hostel, owned by a German couple. We spent the most of time on the beaches Playa Carrizalillo and Playa Manzanillo. In the night we went by car, boat and flashlight to„Laguna de Manialtepec” for night swim with planktons – an lightning organism under water.

With the night bus we continued to the capital Oaxaca City from 32 degrees to around 15 degrees and 1500m over sea level. 10 hours with night bus sounds hard, but we got some wonder pills in Puerto Escondido, that was actually against nausea. However, we do not know what happened, but 10 minutes after taking two of them, we were knocked out and the bus driver woke us up on our final destination Oaxaca City without any memory of the drive. There we had a quiet hostel and planned a bit for the next weeks. The city is much nicer than Puerto Escondido and we visited the big markets, historical places and got a bit a background of the political system in Mexico, because of different demonstrations on the street. In the evening we visited a concert on the market place and ate the traditional food of Oaxaca – different types of langostas called Chapulines.

After two days we went with another night bus from Oaxaca to San Cristóbal de las Casas in Chiapas. This time the drive was a bit longer, but two pills and adios amigos. San Chistobal is located  on an altitude of 2100m and is even a bit colder during the nights than Oaxaca and right now the favourite place from our journey. We enjoyed the awesome vibe of that place, a very nice centre, extremely friendly people, every day parties with dance and music on the streets and just nice to sit in the sun in the streets and watch. We did a hike with four guys we met about couchsurfing to the „mammut cave”and to the „arcotete cave” with a stop in a Mayan village. Two of this guys were German and it was really nice to talk in German for a change, instead of a Spanish Rumgegruze. The next day we booked a tour in Sumidero Canyon National Park and went by boat through a huge canyon full with crocodiles, monkeys and pelicans. On the way home we visited the village Chiapa de Corzo just for one hour and lunch, before we went back to San Cristóbal by bus. A Mexican told us a bit about the history of Chiapas and the Mayas and their religion and there are so unbelievable stories. There still exist a village, that still use dead penalty by the local law and the goverment accept it more or less. Its a shame that we had not more time here. The next bus went 15 hours to Chetumal and from there to Bacalar in Quintana Roo. We rented a kayak, swam with turtles and use the sand as a special good effect for your skin – at least the locals told us. From the 31st of October to the 1st of November is the biggest holiday here and the Mexican celebrate “The day of the dead”, but in this part of mexico this tradition is not so spectacular than in other regions. By bus we drove today 5h to Cancún, where our trip in Mexico end and continue tomorrow to Alajúlea, 30km from the capital San José, Costa Rica. As usual you can see the pictures on the country page/s.

Happy Birthday Maarja


Mazunte is a very small village in the region of Oaxaca in southern Mexico. It is located on the pacific side of Mexico, in the middle of the jungle. It took three days for us, to get used to the clima, food and the animals. In Manzunte I have been taken spanish lessons for two weeks. In order to come to the school, you had to walk through a dried river and climb up a little stony hill. Up there an amazing view over the jungle, the sea and a lovely team was waiting. Our teachers are on a good way to get the next Guidos from Mexiko. Initially I had grouplessons with one australian and one british guy, and later private clases. Åsa experinced some medical issues and had to go to the doctor – his praxis looked like a garage, but it was a really nice and knowledgable young guy and he even invite us to dinner at home. Ottmar never did that!

We lived this two weeks in a palapa – a open, tiny house. The volume and sounds from the animals were constantly load, but over our bed we had a mosqito net for protection. Kolibris, iguanas, scorpions, snakes, spiders, opposums and of course mosquios were our neighbors, but our house keeper José was day and night awake and took care of us. We sometimes talked for hours, even when we could not understand each other. One night we got a thunderstorm, so intense that I thought this would be the last night for our little house and make the Abgang. We lived directly on the beach and I got to know the power of the waves in this surf area. A special spot is Punta Cometa: From there you can see an amazing sunset in the evening over the stones and the big waves of the Pacific. Our last trip went for a boat tour through the mangroves in La Ventanilla. Just when we entered the little wooden boat that should carry us around the area, a crocodile came out of the water. My bag finally arrived and a friend drove me down to the airport Huatulco for picking up it. We will continue today to Puerto Escondido. Hasta Banana!


The first impression of this country was very positive. Mexico City is located more

than 2200m over the sea level and has a population of 20 Mio people and is one of the biggest Metropols on earth. For an European Landei like me, I have absolutly with nothing to compare this experience with. The first two days I had the feeling the city never sleep and is constantly hectic and loud, but after a few days I got a bit more used to it – 24 hours music, dance, demonstrations, policesirens, traffic, everything without an end. I spent two whole days with sightseeing in the historic centre of the city an visited the National Art Museum. The last day we drove around 50km with metro and bus together with a guy from our hostel to the ruins of Teotihuacán. Today our next flight is to Huatulco, where we will get picked up from our owner of our Appartment in Manzunte and escape in a more relaxed region.

BTW: My bag did not yet arrive in Mexico and Brithis Airways tracked it the last time in Copenhagen, where I checked in five days ago. I hope they soon find it, because it is just scheisse – but at least easier to carry. GT!!!

Happy Birthday Akvilé


These last two weeks in Halmstad went fucking fast and I have had a perfect time here. I finally got to know Åsas family and friends a bit more. We went to a birthday party of Åsas other half and a big good bye party for her on the weekend. Our last stop before we leaving to Mexico will be Ringsted in Denmark to meet some friends. Departure is tomorrow at around 11 in the morning from Copenhagen, with one stop over in London to Mexico City. Arriving 19.35pm local timeAdios!!!

Happy Birthday Bolle
Happy Birthday Sonia


The last day in Åsas appartment in Geilo arrived and the people around and from work came to the good bye party. At around five in the morning the last two survivals went to bed and at nine o clock in the morning the big cleaning for the appartmentowners and packing to leave the place began. In the afternoon Åsa gave back the keys to the appartment and we could leave to Sweden home to her parents, but the weather for the next days should be so nice, that we decided to drive to Odda and stay for two nights to see one of that famous rocks in the mountains on the fjords – Trolltunga. We had a perfect late summer weather and enjoyed as other tourist this view up there. Yesterday in the evening we arrived Halmstad, Sweden, where Åsas parents were waiting for us.

Happy Birthday Nighthawk
Happy Birthday Bella
Happy Birthday Alex
Happy Birthday Leon



While Åsa worked her last days, I decided to go for a trip; destination Nordkapp with the goal to see the northern lights (Glühwürmscher) for the first time in my life. I searched a train up to Bodø, the last train station up north in this fucking long country. I hoped maybe to be able to share a car with some other people or to hichhike up to Nordkapp, but that was only the plan!!! The problem was, that I looked for the train departure on the wrong day and ended up sitting in Oslo without a train up to Bodø, and since it was Sunday there was neither a train back to Geilo. Thanks to the NSB man that told me the right date and gave me the advice to fly to Bodø. I followed his words, because the weather for staying in Oslo was too scheisse and I really found a quiet cheap flight 16 hours later, booked it and took the train to Oslo Airport. As if this was not enough, my train ticket did not work because it was a private train company and I had to pay extra. At the airport I looked around a bit, ate pizza with another waiting couple and layed down in my sleeping bag for some hours. At 9 in the morning finally my flight went to Bodø and I landed there in time at half past 10.

The idea with sharing a car or hitchhike was very fast away, because there were no people. So I booked a rental car (Ford Focus) and started my roadtrip from Bodø up to Nordkapp. The GPS said even when I flew 1,5h up from Oslo, I still had to drive 1041 km and around 15 hours. Daaa! I passed first the city Fauske, then a part with the ferry from Bogen to Ballangen, up to Narvik. The next stop should be Alta, but I was so tired, that i stoped on a parking place and slept for some hours in the back of the car. I woke up and had a quick wash and at 2 in the afternoon i finally got it. I arrived to Nordkapp!!! It was 4 degrees and so windy, that i could not stand still. It really felt like the road to the end of the world and I saw actually more reindeers than people up there but no northern lights.

I drove down the same way, with one stop on the northern lights route. It was too cloudy this time and I felt a sleep. This time not in the back of the car, but instead on the driver seat with seat heat on. Next morning the same game like the two last days: Gasstation for Gas, cleaning with citrus paper, coffee and cigarette. I got a lot of food as a lunch package from Åsa. She probably already knew, how this would will end up. Finally down at 7 pm in Bodø, I gave back my car and went for dinner and WIFI to subway, until i got on the train back to Geilo. In the train I had a sleeping cabin and started from Bodø to Trondheim at 21:10. I slept at 22 in the night and woke up at 7 again in the morning. In the board restaurant I gave back my key for the cabin and got a free cofffee fom the norwegian trainmeister collegue. In Trondheim I changed to another train to Oslo. This 8 hour ride went quiet easy, because their boardrestaurant were even more full with Köstlicheiten, than in Germany. My last change was in Oslo and I rode the last 4 hours of this trip up to Geilo. All in all an unforgetable trip, even without seeing northern lights. So i have to search them again! GT!!!

Happy Birthday Margit
Happy Birthday Eisekall
Happy Birthday Melanie
Happy Birthday Amira
Happy Birthday Zwockeltaker