A country of vast beauty and vast diversity, Ecuador holds a special place in my heart. From the volcanic islands of the Galapagos to the towering peaks of Chimborazo and Cotopaxi to the colorful colonial cities of Quito and Cuenca and everything in between. Stunning and magical.
Read: Galapagos: A Novel, The Origin of Species, The Boy on the Back of the Turtle, The Queen of Water, The Panama Hat Trail
Watch: Yasuni Man, The Galapagos Affair, The Last Ice Merchant, Mountain Biking from 17,000 Feet to the Ocean
Listen: La Máquina Camaleón, Da Pawn, Paola Navarrete, Ricardo Pita, Leo Rojas
Favorite ride: Chimborazo descent
Jardín is the kind of place that feels like it has been stuck in time. It hasn't succumbed to the pressures of the outside world (i.e. materialism) nor has it faded into a memory that only the old-timers can recount. It's still a bustling little town, but it feels genuine.
As a traveler, I love discovering little off-the-beaten path gems that feel like the real and authentic country that I’m traveling through. I know there are very few, if any, places left in the world that haven’t been altered in someway by globalization and international travel and I’m not the one to say whether that is good or bad, right or wrong.
My love for two-wheeled adventures is not limited to leg-powered bicycles. No, I’m a fan of any adventure or excursion that involves riding any sort of ‘bike’.
Medellín is a city of many layers. On the surface, it might just seem like a large, bustling South American city with too many cars, street food carts on every corner, and loud music blaring from every direction.
As someone who much prefers rural landscapes over crowded cityscapes, I have come to really adore Medellín. Well, actually I’ve come to adore Colombia as a whole, but Medellín in particular got under my skin over the week and a half I spent there.