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Epilogue: Honesty Will Get You Everywhere

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I landed back in Europe 11 months after I’d left Frank­furt. I spent an hour walk­ing around the ter­mi­nal at Barcelona Air­port try­ing to find an ATM that would work. Every one rejected my Bar­clays debit card. My Span­ish card was use­less, too, as I’d gone slightly over­drawn when my Bar­clay­card had last let me […]

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Bogota: End Of The Road

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I was allo­cated the front seat for the 9am non-stop depar­ture to Colombia’s cap­i­tal, Bogota. Just as we were about to leave, an employee of the com­pany got on to the bus & took a video of each of us. For our & the company’s safety, appar­ently. I smiled at the cam­era & off we […]

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Manizales: Centre Of The Coffee Region & Successful Football ... But Not For Me.

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Cof­fee regions receive a lot of rain. Man­iza­les received the most rain I’d seen since the 3 con­sec­u­tive days of the ‘wet stuff’ I cycled through in the Red­wood forests of North­ern Cal­i­for­nia. In fact, it rained so much & so hard for 2 days that I didn’t get much fur­ther than the sofa in […]

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Medellin: Rappers Against Violence

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Twelve hours was the time every­one told me the bus ride would take from Carta­gena to Medellin. I wasn’t sur­prised, how­ever, when we rolled into Medellin’s North Ter­mi­nal 16 hours after set­ting off. I have learned over the years to add on an hour for every 4 trav­elled. so a s not to get my […]

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Cartagena: Colonial City 'Par Excellence' - Saving The Best 'til Last

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Three hours after leav­ing Por­to­belo, with my stom­ach just about in tact, I paid $323 for the 1-hour flight from Panama City to Carta­gena, checked in my bag at the same time & went to expe­ri­ence the stale atmos­phere of Toc­u­men Inter­na­tional Air­port. The only pos­i­tive thing I can say about air­ports is that if […]

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From Portobelo To Colombia But Not As I Expected

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Two hours & two buses, rather than a day & a half of cycling, brought me back to Panama’s Caribbean coast. I arrived in Por­to­belo in search of a boat to take me down the coast towards Colom­bia. The town was named by Colom­bus, who passed this way on his 4th & final voy­age to […]

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Panama Canal: Big Ships, Little Ships - It Takes Them All

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Although the Panama Canal was only com­pleted in 1914, its fate was, to all intents & pur­poses, sealed when an expe­di­tion led by Pedrarias Davila suc­cess­fully crossed the isth­mus from the Caribbean Sea in 1519. Once the Pacific Ocean was sighted by a Euro­pean for the first time, the set­tle­ment that the Span­ish built there […]

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Panama City: Bike ... Dismantled ... Boxed ... Gone

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Another cou­ple of cyclists, Rus­sell & Lorely, were in town. We’d agreed to meet up that evening, as they were fly­ing to Carta­gena, Colom­bia, the next day to con­tinue their trip south towards Argentina. Over pizza & a few beers, they told me that they hadn’t fixed Ushuaia, the world’s south­ern­most town, as their final […]

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The Road To Panama City: One Last Push

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I woke up to a front wheel punc­ture. An extra half-an-hour fix­ing it meant the sun was already high in the sky when I left. It was an easy, quiet 20km through cat­tle coun­try to the cross­roads of the Panam High­way. This was equally as quiet. For a while, I won­dered if I was on […]

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The Continental Divide: One Last Big Climb

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Another beau­ti­ful stretch of road took me out of Almi­rante towards my last big climb­ing of the trip. It was also the most deserted stretch of road I’d seen since Canada. There was noth­ing apart from an iso­lated house at the side of the road, some of which were in prime real estate ter­ri­tory, except […]

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