Some photos take themselves. I was moping around, feeling guilty for staying the night at a $30 eco-hotel and wandered out to the deck to watch the sun set over the lake to find this scene. I had to step about five feet to the right to line up the horse and the reflection and I had the shot. All I had to do was crop it.

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I’m an idea man. No, really. I’ve been on the road for a couple of years and every now and then I come up with a good one. Here are a few thoughts and suggestions that might make the world just a tiny bit easier to deal with.

If you and I happen to cross paths on a remote jungle trail and you’re carrying a machete, please don’t run towards me with a big smile on your face. I know that you were just excited to point out that lovely bird in the tree and it’s very nice of you but now I have to change my pants.

Hey guys, Axe body spray is the patchouli of our time — just say no. That stuff doesn’t work anyways — I’ve guzzled gallons of it without getting laid once. I know the commercials suggest otherwise but they also claim I can maintain an erection while driving a race car and that’s never happened either.

If you’re going to charge me $20 or more to visit your park or archaeological site, I should at least get a free map. That’s twice what I’m paying for the hotel — having to kick down another $3 for a map is a bit much. Hell, even the black market kidney I just bought came with an owner’s manual and a warranty card.

Parks are a free fart zone. When out in nature, surrounded by trees and all of that fresh oxygen, a man has every right to proudly rip one, so quit looking at me like that. Instead, maybe you should teach your kid not to stand so close to strangers.

Antigua is a lovely place but I think your strict development regulations are strangling innovation. Yes, it’s nice that the town looks just like it did a hundred years ago but last time I was there tourism was way down. What you need is a Hooters-themed water park. Think about it.

I just saw a sign in Tikal that said “Templo 4″ and, directly underneath, “Temple 4″. I love bilingual signs, really I do, but if the only difference is a single letter, save the paint. I can probably sound that one out.

One of the disadvantages of not speaking the local language is that you never quite know what’s going on. On second thought, I take that back. I can’t blame the language for everything — there have been plenty of times where I understood every word but still didn’t have a clue as to what was happening.

But I think we can place my confusion in this instance solely on the shoulders of my Tarzan-esque mastery of the Spanish language. On my first morning in Flores, I awoke to a massive mortar-style firework exploding so near and so loudly that it set off a neighbor’s car alarm. At 4:30 in the morning. Ten minutes later –and just as I was nodding off– it happened again. BOOM! *chirp chirp*

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So there’s a new travel blog round-robin, tag-you’re-it kind thing going around. My buddy Kevin over at The Mad Traveler was evil kind enough to tag me so here’s my A to Z of Travel.

A: Age you went on your first international travel
I’m a late bloomer and didn’t escape the US until I was in my early 30′s, visiting Amsterdam, Italy, Malta and India. There were a few trips to Mexican border towns as a kid but those don’t count. Besides, what happens in Tijuana stays in Tijuana — even for five year olds.

B. Best foreign beer you had and where
A buddy introduced me to In de Wildman in Amsterdam and I can never thank him enough — it’s one of my favorite bars in the world. It’s been in business since the 1400′s –so the sign says– and they have about 200 Belgian ales to choose from. It’s nestled deep in a twisting alley and sees little tourist traffic, despite being close to Centraal Station.

C. Cuisine
Thai food has to rank pretty highly, though I did get a little tired of it after spending 6 months in the country and was craving Mexican food. Now I’m in Central America and craving Thai. I think I’m just a difficult person.

D. Destinations, favorite, least favorite and why
Oof, that’s tough. In terms of “most fun for your buck”, I’d have to say Laos — rent a cheap scooter and go nuts. I could spend (and have) days just watching the Mekong flow by. Least favorite: Malta. The ruins at Hagar Qim were interesting but the week I spent in Valletta was about five days too long.

E. Event you experienced abroad that made you go Wow
The annual Camel Fair in Pushkar, India was overwhelming. 50,000 camels and horses, thousands of families from small villages all camping in the desert for a week. It’s an experience quite unlike anything else I’ve seen. Photos here and here.

F. Favorite mode of transportation
Two wheels, all the way. I spent a month riding a motorbike across Vietnam and it was exhilarating, exhausting and downright terrifying at times but I’ll never forget a moment of it. Train would have to be my next choice — loves me a good train ride, especially in India.

G. Greatest feeling while traveling
Finding my passport and bank card after tearing my room apart, convinced I had lost them. I do this about twice a month.

H. Hottest place you traveled to
Pretty much anywhere in SE Asia in the summer (except for Dalat and Sapa in Vietnam — lovely mountain towns). I spent summer in Asia, winter in Nepal and northern India, then visited Austin during the hottest summer on record. I definitely need to work on my timing.

I. Incredible service you’ve experienced and where
Getting my ears cleaned in India was pretty fun. The craziest table service I ever had was in Cambodia, where both of the waiters fell asleep on a nearby platform while I was having dinner. I had to wake them to get the check.

J. Journey that took the longest
Something like 30 hours on an Indian train, back in 1999 when they never bothered to clean the bathrooms. I’d rather not do that again.

K. Keepsake from your travels
I like to pick up little stuff along the way: a small Buddhist amulet from my first trip to Thailand, an arrowhead I found in Big Bend NP, an old Tibetan coin I bought in India…

L. Let down site: when and where
Halong Bay in Vietnam. The only way I could go was to book a tour and it turned into a bit of a nightmare. Gorgeous scenery but it’s a real tourist treadmill.

M. Moment where you fell in love with travel
Waking up in the desert camped next to my motorcycle on my first ever adventure, a 1,500 mile run to Chaco Canyon in New Mexico. I never made it — the next day a major cold front rolled in and my bike started misfiring. I turned back just outside Albuquerque and rode for 16 hours to get back home, planning my next trip on the way.

N. Nicest hotel you stayed in
The fanciest place I’ve stayed at in the last 2 years was the Hilton in San Pedro Sulas, Honduras, but that was more of a bunker than a resort. The best experience I had was probably staying at Hotel Everest in Pushkar, India. Run by an amazingly sweet family that really took good care of me, even that time I got loaded on a bhang lassi.

O. Obsession – What photos are you obsessed with taking pictures of while traveling
I like it all, from wide expansive shots to close-ups of the tiny details. There’s color, texture and pattern to be found anywhere you are. You just have to look for it.

P. Passport stamps, how many and from where
Not enough! Netherlands, Italy, Malta, India, Mexico, Canada, Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam, Nepal, Burma, Korea, Honduras, Belize and Guatemala so far.

Q. Quirkiest Attraction you have visited and where
The Love Castle Sex Museum in South Korea rocked my world. Giant chicken-headed Wonder Woman statue? Unicorns getting it on? Yes, please. NSFW photos here.

R. Recommended sight, event, or experience
Songkran, the Thai New Year, in Chiang Mai is a crazy, fun experience. Three days of utter madness as the entire town goes to war with water pistols and buckets.

S. Splurge: Something you have no problem spending money on while traveling
The one thing I consistently spend more money on than I would like is food. After a week or two of the local fair I’ll usually give in and kick down the cash for some over-priced and poor-quality comfort food, like pizza, pasta or a burger.

T. Touristy thing you’ve done
I rode an elephant in Chiang Mai because my sister-in-law wanted to. It’s the most ridiculous form of transportation ever, even worse than riding a camel. I spilled my beer twice.

U. Unforgettable travel memory
When I first visited McLeod Ganj, India –home to the Tibetan Government in Exile– you could sign up to meet the Dalai Lama. Every month or two, he would greet tourists and Tibetan refugees. He’d look you in the eye, smile and shake your hand. The whole experience lasted about 3 seconds but I’ve never forgotten it.

V. Visas: how many and where
I hate visas because they usually take up a full page in your passport. I’ve got several from Cambodia and Laos (border runs), and one each from Thailand, Nepal, India, Vietnam and Cambodia.

W. Wine, best glass while traveling and where
Best ever was a $4 bottle of Chianti bought in a supermarket in Sienna, Italy while enjoying mushrooms and pasta cooked on a camp stove.

X. eXcellent Views and Where
The Tioga Road in Yosemite, Going to the Sun Highway in Glacier NP, Highway 12 in Utah all have amazing views (and make for great motorcycle rides, too).

Y. Years spent traveling
A month in Europe, 3 months on a bike in the US, 2 months in Amsterdam, 6 months in India, and approaching 2 years on this trip — call it three years, I reckon.

Z. Zealous sports fans
Travel tip: learn a bit about football (the round kind) and you can make friends anywhere in the world. Picking a “favorite” team is even better.

That’s my A to Z. I hereby nominate Chris from The Aussie Nomad , Ryan at Pause the Moment and Marsha at Single Occubancy. Tag!

I don’t know who the Mayans’ realtor was but he sure did them right on this deal. While not as large or historically important as Tikal or other complexes, the ruins at Tulum have the more dramatic setting and are well worth a taxi ride from downtown Tulum. I was there at opening time to beat the crowds, but with it being New Year’s Day whoever had the keys to the gate rolled in 45 minutes late. I shared the place with a busload of Japanese tourists.

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