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27-08-2013
Travel to Cartagena
Who goes on a journey that can experience something , it is said. Probably true. Enough to fill 274 blog entries, countless e -mails , Facebook messages , sms and phone calls. The attempt to draw a conclusion appears measured. Just as the plan to circumnavigate the globe without aircraft. But of this we can not stop us. We'll see if it works better with the conclusion , as with the plan.
A question was asked again and again. A question is difficult to answer because it depends of course on how to travel. We had a budget of 1000 euros per person per month, which did not come out. The oceans with the cargo ship to cross was our only option and a unique experience , but an expensive pleasure. All in all , we spent 38,753 euros. Makes 1292 euros per person per month. Also crossing Ferry Dover Calais looks good.
This includes some Euros for the four-day freighter trip from Brisbane to Auckland, 2175 for the 21tägige drive from Auckland to Cartagena and 1220 euros for the 14-day trip from Martinique to Le Havre. To fly would have been much cheaper , but you have to always remember that you spend the money, which you then save it locally for food and accommodation. From the experience of a voyage by freighter to which one has got some air , not to mention.
We have saved a lot of money through our lifestyle. We usually took the cheapest hostel findbare and often made compromises in comfort and cleanliness in order to save our wallets. In Cambodia and Laos , the countries we meant that we spent only 800 euros per person per month. Our cheapest countries. Anyone traveling to Australia will have to say goodbye to such a budget. With almost 2000 euros per person per month this country itself is not cheap to travel for bargain hunters. The bottom line : If you're planning a trip around the world and has little money to spend , you can save especially through the route.
The second question that has been asked again and again. None of us wanted to take such a long journey alone , but with whom you can have 15 months to endure 24 hours a day ? The simple answer is that it is the one that endures to also hungry and sleepy. Peer , you old curmudgeon , I would want to make it with anyone should. I then looked at crossing Ferry Dover Dunkirk.
If one time but then goes to the chains , then you will always find other people with whom you can be distracted. Or you can go their separate ways for a few days and then it would be to see again. That is the unbeatable advantage when traveling with his oldest friend.
Who travels with his partner relationship, this possibility may not have. My friend Susanne from Berlin traveled five months with us. Of course there were also one or another crisis. This to master the trip was much more difficult. Who but this test is common, the can not scare a lot of it.
I really had to find stress within minutes an adequate container for a good piece. I bought an exorbitant sum for a soap box, the smell of strawberry, scratched out the expensive contents, carried him into the nearest trash and put instead purely the tooth. I knew that the junior will today put the can night under his pillow and reckon that the gift exchange.
One of the interesting side trip is the way to Inlee Lake. We learn the height department Kalaw know and do a day hike to the mountain peoples of the region. The villages and the Inlee can be reached only by boat , houses on stilts , floating gardens and " leg rowers " made lake in the world famous , but impressive are here Stupafelder more or less well preserved , not to mention the in kakku , which was discovered only 20 years ago. To the hundreds of small stupa jingle bells in the wind and wonder if we walk through the field and admire the many architectural elements that adorn the stupa. Also passenger Ferry Belfast Liverpool looks good.
I especially love this tour and look forward again to the warmest and friendliest people in the world and I hope that I can transfer my enthusiasm for the country and people , both in southern China and in Myanmar for you.
The wedding ceremony is a very special moment in life for most people. For many newly married couples, it goes after the stressful days as hen party, stag and the actual wedding on a romantic honeymoon as on a cruise ship. For many it has the romantic atmosphere of a cruise but so impressed that they decide to attend a wedding at sea. Another point of convincing is the pooling of wedding and "honeymoon". Next year we will do this on passenger Ferry Belfast Cairnryan.
Some cruise lines such as Carnival Cruise Lines, Costa Cruises and Princess Cruises have adapted to this trend and additionally offer special wedding packages to travel. The shipping companies are sometimes very flexible as to the design of the wedding. So it is for example possible before departure to get married on the ship, without participating in the subsequent cruise.
The end of April turned the Rostock shipping company Aida Cruises Aida their new catalog time ago for 2010 and 2011. In addition to the new 20-day Trans Arabia and Trans Asia routes are two first two transmembrane Amazon and Amazon cruises in the program. The Amazon in Manaus flights each start or in the port city of La Romana in the Dominican Republic. Another good trip was with passenger Ferry Newcastle Amsterdam.
Other ports of call on the two routes are St. Maarten Pointe-a-Pitre, Bridgetown, Barbados, Port of Spain, Ile Royale, Belem and Santarem. The Trans-Amazonian routes start or end each in Palma de Mallorca. In other itinerary including the Canary Islands with stops in Madeira, Gran Canary and Tenerife are underway. It then goes through the Cape Verde Islands to South America where Belem is the last stop before the entrance to the Amazon River.
The US-based Norwegian Cruise Line has released new images of the Norwegian Epic. The ship whose home port will be in summer 2010 and Miami and is currently built by STX Europe in St. Nazaire, is to be handed over to the shipping company in May 2010. On the 19 decks will accommodate 4,200 passengers. The Epic is mostly cross in the western and eastern Caribbean. From its home port of Miami are underway including ports such as the Costa Maya, Mexico, Roatan, Bay Islands, Honduras, Cozumel, Philipsburg, St. Maarten, St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands and the Bahamas.
It was a constant of our trip. To wait hours on buses, trains and cars, and then even longer to be cooped up inside. We should still have one last chance to savor the joys of traveling by land and by sea in all its forms of representation.
The pelicans quarreling about a few fish offal, while getting two market women over a delivery of goods in the hair. Peer and I are sitting in the middle of the harbor market in Santa Fe, drink our coffee and nibble on our arepas , while we try to be awake. We have neat way to go , no one can tell us exactly how we will accomplish it. So rather get up early to create a proper foundation for the day and then hope for the best. It works. An Austro- burly beggars, the day before we talked in German , joins us , we will give him a breakfast out like with tickets Ferry Liverpool Dublin.
This leads us through the narrow streets of Santa Fe and convinced a bus driver to take us to the bus terminal and nothing to worry there that we get a bus to Cumana. So Cumana. A village on the north coast of Venezuela and last stop of the buses that run to the east. So far so good, the bus driver keeps his promise not concede us up and take us to the next bus. Where we have to shell out double the fare.
What is fair , however , because this bus is a " collectivo " , a minibus , which always travels with no fixed departure times, when it is full. Since our big backpacks take up as much space as two driving guests, we can not very well discuss and pay without objection. it is advantageous that we placed because of our luggage at the front and so gotten through the open side door pleasant wind. so we have to Cumana about two hours time , we see the lush green landscape and look at tickets Ferry Pembroke Rosslare prospect.
Is as expected in Cumana , first closing. The collectivo throws us into an unknown city in an unknown area to an unknown street corner out and that was it. A little old lady on the way, a policeman and a man who offers his services as a taxi driver explain independently the same way to the bus terminal. Good conditions. When we get there, our courage falls also not significant, as we learn that there are no more buses to Güiria.
For there , on the eastern tip of the Peninsula de Paria , it runs during the day the weekly ferry to Trinidad like my last trip to Dover. Telephone reservation of seats was not possible and supposedly not necessary. But we sure do not want to leave and would rather be in front of office hours there to buy our tickets today for us. Now we are in Cumana , it's almost noon, and maybe there is a bus by one.
However, in areas that are frequented by buses and little collectivos, there are in Venezuela replacement. Carritos that are shared taxis that operate on the same principle. After a short negotiation we can bargain down the driver from 1500 to Bolivar 80 per person. The usual fare , to pay the other passengers also. And so once more come to enjoy to ride in one of the many old American road cruiser that populate the streets in Venezuela. An old Ford , the fuel bill would priceless in Germany , is doing here his old age and chauffeured driver and five passengers quite comfortably until the desired destination.
At the same time there is the antithesis to the evil tourists , namely the good traveler. May be one traveler , tourist does not. The traveler is distinguished in that he " learns " the country that he visited. He leaves the ' beaten track of tourism , "he is the stranger from making unusual encounters with the locals and stumbles of an inspiring moment to the next, because behind every corner waiting for a miraculous surprise to him. Above all he ever extensively talking to ( the language is unclear ) with these originals that there is only abroad to find (especially in Asia) , and each of which - each - each has a fascinating " story. I already looked at price Ferry Holyhead Dublin trips.
The old , toothless and wrinkled farmer who dazzling aphorisms has in store , the young female taxi driver , a compliant client offering their service of love to dimly lit street corners ; , a wise monks high up in some mountain that invites the traveler to meditation , the filthy rich bar - owner in a dazzling city (Saigon or Bangkok or Shanghai) , a modern geisha who hides an incredible destiny behind their impassive facade , the Vietnam War veteran who now forgiven the Americans , the Communists , the French and even the world has , perhaps even an American who is stranded in the bush after an eventful life somewhere and a pitiable Kurtz imitation of drunkenness lay down ( you know this inspiring encounters , regardless of whether you had it or not). -
All of these "stories" drinking the traveler to himself, they are just reward for having the country tortures in rickety , crowded , not air-conditioned coaches , during any Vietnamese who can afford it somehow , the plane , the train or at least takes a modern bus with reclining seats. But , this is the foundation of the traveler : On a reclining seat learns you never know an exciting personality, but only tourists. Travel must hurt , and if it hurts , the traveler knows that he is doing everything right and that is why he feels so superior to the ordinary tourist house high like price Ferry Dublin Liverpool.
The traveler convenience hates any kind; convenience kills the inspiration and prevents self- experience. This view he represents notwithstanding the fact that the convenience is one of the most important drivers of human civilization. So pure and innocent , the traveler is in his hatred of the reclining seat , that it does not really stand the injustice with which he grudged his journey land those technical progress , the home for decades is , of course, with him : for him, a country is only " authentic as with price Ferry Harwich Hook of Holland.
While the tourist is annoyed because the bus does not come, the traveler is happy because he can be regarded as non- experience the next bus. - Is it the longing for adventure that is realized in the ideal of the traveler ? The touching desire the world may still be a mysterious place full of wonders that applies personally to discover him ?
Therefore must run 24 hours a day on a trip ( as opposed to a tourist stay ) the machine, so you can be proud of at the end , not only amused and recovered , but to have something about themselves and experience the world.
I tuned out all concerns and doubts and we continued the foresail. No sooner were we out of the protected bay , a stiff breeze began to bulge the sails and the sea was noticeably rougher. From canoeing to container ship from Newcastle, I am now down with every conceivable type of watercraft, but a sailboat was once again a very different number.
Here the chaff separated from the wheat, here the seaworthiness was demonstrated here decided that they had the makings of a sailor or would it remain just a novice. While I indulged in this idea of "Ruby" bow rose almost vertically out of the waves in the air to bring down the next moment with a loud crash back into the water. , The spray hit my face , the balance was lost and a hand was always looking for a secure fit. Anxiously I listened to myself and looked intently after first signs of seasickness. none.
Slowly I got used to the swings, just as I got below deck to prepare the food in the galley , I had the feeling to lose some face paint. But once I was back on deck , holding his nose to the wind and was able to anticipate the fall in the next trough , it went fine and I looked at cheap Ferry Rosslare Cherbourg.
Gradually the gray twilight of the day gave way to dusk and I noticed that I lost all sense of time and space. The coastline of Trinidad was long out of sight , and wherever you look away , you could see only water and horizon. We must have been quite a few hours on the road , but it was not so before me. Early on I took over the helm , trying to stay the course and not to lose the " Tika Roa " out of sight. Here I experienced the first high feeling , when I felt like I was able to catch the wind in the sails and the ship recorded to ride , but the winds were not favourable unto us , for we were continually driven off to the west , so our projects , Grenada to happen on the east coast , was increasingly unlikely , but it is now time for sailing :.. not the captain, but the wind determines the price.
It was already middle of the night when I went to a little nap below deck. Of sleep I do not want to speak in this context , because the seas had fallen into a state of at most a brief fainting, interrupted only by one or the other downfall of the bank. No sooner had I get the feeling even really asleep , woke me Larston and asked me to take the next watch because he needed a break. So I tortured myself again on the "bridge" and again took over the helm.
When the wind once slept briefly and then slipped the ship in the light of the full moon , I saw out of the corner of my eye suddenly an image that would have been enough of each photo wallpaper for the glory : a few meters next to me was a dolphin in the air, the shining wet body in pale light of the moon. A moment etched itself indelibly in my memory , even if it only lasted a fraction of a second. Then I noticed that our boat like cheap Ferry Liverpool Belfast was accompanied by a bevy of marine mammals. But as soon as the clouds moved in together the next storm front , and twisted our escort.
I gripped the steering wheel and tried in the dark and stormy sea now back to keep both the course and the " Tika Roa " in mind. Both I managed only moderate. Once I had cut off my water , I remembered the words my master: " Just Drive ! " The water sloshed in constant regularity of the boat is already flush away the debris. My good nursery and not entirely of lost my sense of hygiene, it banned me , however , easy to make with me. So I clawed me in an act of pure acrobatics over the railing , his hands searching for a safe grip and holding the reins with his foot.
I still can not believe that the passport should be about 4000 meters high, but the vormir wall of boulders and glaciers teaches me again blind trust in the information to have my card. A scree slopes on the steep zigzag in hard up, one after the other Serpentine the air is thinner and colder. First I make every two return a pause, then the altimeter shows 3500 meters and I have raced at every turn , in 4000 then cheers break and photo and up above, it is not far off , it left behind the glacier, a small peak at which a storm cloud has hooked and muffled grunts in front of him and sends flashes in the barren landscape and look at timetable Ferry Cairnryan Belfast.
Hopefully it stays hanging there , I think, and strampele the next 280 meters up, then finally the pass and I above, the air thin and the thoughts somewhat confused , as if drunk , 3500 meters in two days without altitude training are not completely harmless , so let's get down from the mountain, as long as I know where the front and back like when I was at timetable Ferry Dublin Holyhead.
Slowly the air is thicker again , it does not go down quickly , because the slope is slippery with quiet drizzle and the fingers are freezing. The scenery is magnificent , on the north side there was naked and bare , and here I roll into a wide green valley with herds of horses. Then the clouds break up a little and thaw all in a warm evening light. At 2800 meters Ulastay then , that's just a yurt camp , but you can also stay. I 'm dead tired , my butt hurts and I have served 2700 meters on the left cheek, but I just need my sleeping bag roll out a portion of plov and pita bread I get from the host family the yurt camps , with which I will also share the tent.
The next morning is wonderful weather , lush green landscape , the light , the peaks of the mountains are covered with fresh snow. Where the road crosses the railway line makes it Plöng and my carrier falls to the ground , both screws off , my replacement screws too short and the next Workshop 100 km or No! 100 meters there is the only workshop in the radius of 50 kilometers, the owner is still sleeping in a frenzy , but the apprentice leaves me in a big box look for suitable screws that are too long though , but help out a few nuts. I then looked at timetable Ferry Cairnryan Larne.
Down in the valley, on the next turn all my fears come true , from here begins the construction site and is 300 km long , well then good night ! At the beginning of fresh asphalt can still hopes to germinate , but then it is very bumpy and muddy also , from time to time it was pouring rain , feeling good again uphill , butt and back hurt and the places in the map , there is not.
In the next yurt before and after the pass you do not want to record in construction workers camp either, but then comes a single shop in the wilderness and there is even a free bed in the showroom.
The next few days I'm lucky, the new track is already built , but not yet paved , but only tightly rolled , I can up here along time and it's more or less advanced , at least for me. On the slope next to the road , the trucks from Daimler dig through the mud road , next to the sink , since all stuck. The next place on each side more than thirty vehicles , in a really fucked up dirty village , which consists of only three truck stops. Three beds are still available in the smelly dorm , I am looking for the one where it not for the rain dripping from above and try with a couple of boards to compensate for the lack of springs.
