
Austin, SOCO Loco
Austin’s unofficial slogan, “Keep Austin Weird,” care of Red Wassenich in naughties. It was quickly adopted, slapped onto bumper stickers and T-shirts almost instantaneously, it was a battle cry for diehard locals who were witnessing their beloved city culture being threatened by a soaring population and penetrating tech industry. Nowadays, Austin's proclivity toward the unconventional is still present, and should absolutely be sort out. These are the small businesses, oddbal

Leap of faith....
"Put both hands on the blue rope and on the count of three...."...... I could hear him talking but I was just too scared to make my hands move. It was like my brain had disengaged from the rest of my body. Plus my heart was beating so fast that it was muffling the words he was saying. "Did you get that?"...
Focus Kate! "Yes".
I moved both my hands out and grabbed on to the blue rope, as instructed, being very careful not to look at the huge drop that lay just before me.
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Copan, the sustainable hideaway
Copan is a small hillside town in the south west quarter of Honduras. Brimming with rural charm, the ethos of this town is sustainability. We arrived to a welcome of tea and chocolate from the family owned and run Tea and Chocolate Place . This haven of health homestead reminded me a lot of Ubud in Bali. Waste your worries away in the hammock overlooking the rainforest treetops, drinking a Mayan inspired tea that has been locally manufactured from a plantation that is designe

Antigua, a colonial gem
"Welcome to Antigua" reads the sign, when in reality it should say 'Antigua welcomes you'. Antigua is a marvel, like a big warm hug. A place of rare beauty, significant history and vibrant culture. Boasting impressive collection of colonial relics, streetscapes of pastel facades, thriving food and arts culture and you could easily be confused for thinking you were walking the streets of a city in Spain if it wasn't for the distant echo of Reggaeton music. Juxtapose this with

I feel the earth move under my feet...
I wasn't really awake when my alarm rang out at 11 pm. I was in that almost dreamlike state, with my mind trying to convince me that the noise I was hearing was part of a dream. 'Stay in bed' is what it was saying. 'The past few weeks of travel have taken it out of you and you need to sleep'. The persistence of my alarm cut through and when my mind caught up and I jumped out of bed to get ready.
I'm never a person to shy away from a challenge, so when it was said that Aca

Rio Dulce, home of the Howler
The morning sun has not yet risen, but we are already dipping our toes into the waters of adventure. Sliding into my kayak, i am somewhat perplexed as to why they chose to call it a Cobra. Off i go, the still calmness of the water makes the journey almost hypnotic. Looking at the sky I can see a hint of the morning to come as the flecks of orange bleed through darkness of the evening sky. We paddle on and we take a turn through some mangroves into a river bend, then i could h

Tikal a walk on the wild side
After an early rise we headed towards Flores and the famous site of Tikal. This place is a Ancient Mayan city nestled in the forest, away from the prying eyes of modern civilisation. Combating the thick humidity of rain trapped below the tree canopy, we marched on, dropping with sweat and anticipation. Then the trees parted and revealed the towering structure which boasts a dramatic history.
The Guatemalan people have experienced a long history of blood shed and persecution.