CouchSurfing the World

My wonderful friend and by now fully fledged manager Raquel surprised me with the best of gifts, a box of goodies from back home, Tetley Tea, Maltesers, Chocolate Hob Nobs and a giant jar of Marmite. Anyone that dares say English food is bad, well i have but two words ‘Your Wrong’!  Nobody could understand how i could crave such a vulgar, sticky, smelly substance that is the mighty Marmite as much as i couldn’t fathom how anyone could contemn such a delight. I will admit I’m a little contradictive as i hated Marmite as a child, however i felt the same way the first time my nose came close to a women’s sacred centre yet it never stopped me from acquiring the taste after several attempts!

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According to the native ‘Guarani’ legend the Goddesses of the Moon and Cloud came to the Earth one day to visit and stumbled across a ‘Yaguarete’ (a kind of jaguar) threatening to attack. An old man saves them and in compensation, the goddesses gave the man a new kind of plant, from which he could prepare a ‘drink of friendship’. Being an avid tea drinker back home i immediately warmed to a much missed ‘tea talk’; hot water from a flask is used to refill my ‘Gourd’ that’s already packed with dry ‘Yerba’. Using a ‘Bombilla’ (metal straw) i suck the water through the dried leaves attaining the caffeine fused aromatic taste. It’s something I’d expect to drink with ‘Tarzan’ should i ever meet the tree swinger!

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Before the cold of night pinched at my toes we left our bags in our room and had a stroll around the village. Stars began to flicker on as the sun wilted into a hazy blur, the hairs on my arms perked up as the temperature dropped, the eeriness and sinister silence was the perfect setting for something inhuman to take place. I imagined the dog barking before me turning inside out and latching its alien carcass onto the severed head of Govind, whilst I’m left alone battling zombies with a tin of hair spray and a box of matches, my forlorn screams unheard, another poor fish left to drown in the dryness!

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During my stay in Asuncion, the capital city of Paraguay, i came across two fellow couchsurfers who´s story i feel deserves a special tribute. German born Igel and Paola Zimmermann sold everything they owned like myself and set off on a wild honeymoon adventure that is currently now in it´s seventh year traveling the world.

ON BICYCLES!!

Thats right folks, push bikes!!

Having fallen in love with Colombia, they decided to purchase some land and spent a year renovating a beautiful´Finka´ house as a future investment. During their stay a friend gave them a new addition to the family, a rat terrier puppy rightly named ´Rambo´.

Rambo with father Igel..

Once their new house was complete they decided to offer the property for other cyclists to stay for free and continue onwards in search of freedom, inspiration and a chance to live life to the max..

THIS TIME WITH RAMBO.

Who even has a custom made trailor of his own.

And of course his own passport.

Which is filled with positive comments from hotels and hostels that vouch that Rambo is a well behaved dog who doesn´t bark or pee indoors and is the softest, sweetest, luckiest dog alive.

Anything is possible folks

It was a honour to meet you guys and Rambo of course.

You can follow their awesome journey

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