Our group recently left the Ziwa rhino sanctuary. Obviously during our week long stay we spent a decent amount of time observing rhinos and other wild game. I remember the first animal we saw was a bush back antelope, but for the longest time everyone was calling it a bush bark.
Anyhow, as the days progressed the group grew closer. This tends to happen when you have amazing people around… Read More
I am loving my time at Kariega Game Reserve. Everyday something new and exciting happens. Since I started on February 17th I have already ran into the elephant herd 5 times and with every encounter they walk so close to our open air truck, I can reach out and touch them if I wished (but that would be insane so I prefer not to). Our group here keeps running into… Read More
From the crazy city of Kampala, to the quaint small town of Kabale, it’s safe to say we are getting the best of Uganda. A long bus ride from Kampala to Kabale of course didn’t go uneventful, Colin got puked on from the person in front of him, bad choice on that window seat…
We settled in the dorms of the Edirisa Hostile and met other travelers from all around… Read More
The steps of a traveler creates a beat that matches one´s heart. The nomadic noises of a traveler´s footsteps amoung a whole new world outside of the original comfort zone brings a sense of belonging in a new place. a traveler is like music, and continually encounters the music and dance with each new city.
After spending the last 4 weeks in Nicaragua, the students and I have found a… Read More
I have been in the incredible city of Bilbao for about a month now and it has been a great experience so far. Bilbao is a city located in Northern Spain in a region referred to as “Basque Country”. Basque Country is an especially unique part of Spain; it has it’s own language, in addition to spanish, called Euskara. This language is unlike any other in the world and it… Read More
Greetings wonderful latitudes blog followers!
Megan here, writing from Ollantaytambo, Peru. Ollantaytambo, better known to locals as Ollanta, is a quaint Andean village located about two hours outside of Cusco. The village is surrounded by towering hills, Inca ruins, and when the clouds part, I can see snow capped mountains. I arrived in Ollanta three weeks ago and have been working at an NGO called Awamaki. Awamaki works with five… Read More
This morning the mountains shine through a haze of mist. Later they may burn golden in the sun or vanish behind a veil of clouds, but for now they appear as a soft milky white strip against the pale blue sky. They are a study in gentle shadow and soft light, matched by their blurred reflection in the lake below. But that is just this morning, for everyday a different… Read More
Washing, picking, and packing bananas!
Horseback riding:
Tea break:
Some of the group in front of the “wedding trees” that grow together at the top:
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no better way to mix dirt, water and rice to lay mud bricks than to have an endless dance party! this is how we roll at the San Fan Orphanage.
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Just your average morning at the market (after we all rose at 6 am for a half hour bike ride to the local morning market in Mae Rim ).
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Sup People, Agent Komodo here.
So after a rest day and Chiang Mai we took a Song-Tao into the Samoeng District . It is a land over and through mountains just west of Chaing Mai. I was sitting in shotgun (don’t fret, that is just what I call the front passenger seat). The ride for me was very peaceful and the tumultuous windy road was not as terrible from my… Read More
After Otavalo we took a 6 hour bus ride to Santo Domingo. From the bus terminal we were taken to a Banana farm! When we arrived we were greeted by Juan Carlos Verduga and his family. We were astonished to find out that some of us would be staying in what we called ¨the club house¨ while others stayed with the family inside their house. The family was very generous,… Read More
Today the Africa nkula cohort took a trip to a local mosque. To our surprise the mosque was funded by the well-known dictator Gaddafi. In a city so small and broken down to see a mosque as eloquent as this I’m sure it forced everyone to think. Personally, I thought that the money could have gone to better use but the sites were breathtaking.
The guide showed us around the… Read More
Hello all! This is Komodo otherwise known as Patrick on the other side of the world.
I was writing to you today to tell you all how these past three days of trekking have gone. On the first day we woke up at 7:30 and left by 8. We took a 3 hour Song-Tao ride out of Chiang Mai. The road was steep and very curvy. We were driving up… Read More
Yesterday we said our tearful goodbyes the people of Nananu. After an all night Kava ceremony with endless dancing and inevitable yawning, the Nau’s and Mangu’s sang us off as we loaded onto a bus to Tavua. We were sad to leave the village that gave us so much and welcomed us as family the moment we stepped into their homes. In such a short time, we were able to… Read More
Hola Amigos!
It’s Caroline here once again. I’m writing from the beautiful Island of Ometepe, just outside the town of Belgue. For the past week we have living off the land at Finca Bona Fide, a permaculture teaching farm nestled on the side of Volcano Maderas. In the native Nahuatl language Ometepe means Island of two mountains. From the vantage point of our kitchen table here, we can look out… Read More
What a long week this has been and I’m a little overwhelmed to be blogging but here I go!
So much has been happening. This past week we spent at our beloved village, Vatusekiyasawa with our lovely host families and the entire village. We’ve been learning, living and working with the community in a way that most people don’t get to experience in Fiji. Vatuse (for short) had become our… Read More
Hello to everyone back home, and to all the other Latitudes students traveling across the world. It’s been a month since I arrived in Cusco, Peru. Upon leaving for Peru I was actually really nervous and scared. I didn’t know what to expect from a country I had never been to before, and one where my 12 years of French prove to be useless. I was already missing the comforts… Read More
About one month ago I arrived in San Juan Comalapa, Guatemala. Comalapa is a Mayan community with a population of 41,000, which includes 19 surrounding villages. Here in Comalapa I am working with an organization called Long Way Home, a non profit that is building a school using sustainable resources while employing local Guatemalans. Because there is such a huge problem with the disposal of garbage in Comalapa, the walls… Read More
