Nos vamos a Puerto Rico;We’re heading to Puerto Rico

We’re heading to the enchanted island or ” isla del encanto” as they say in Spanish.

It’s been a while since we went on a trip, but we will soon be off on a new adventure. It’s going to be our longest adventure, to date, by far. Until now, our longest trip was around two weeks. This trip is going to be, wait for it…. two months!

Two whole months in the Caribbean! Doesn’t that sound great? We certainly think so.

It was quick decision to be honest. We found an opportunity and we took it. No dilly dallying, no faffing around, no making ourselves dizzy with all sorts of questions. We simply agreed that we both wanted to go to Puerto Rico and made the arrangements. That’s what travel is all about.

What are we doing?

Making a quick decision like that isn’t without it’s doubts. Once everything was booked and done, we stopped, looked at each other and asked “what are we doing?”

We were flooded with nerves and excitement at the same time. It’s quite a big decision, but if you stop and second guess everything you do, you’ll never do anything. That is what we wanted to avoid and we succeeded. Now, there is no chance for second guessing, we don’t have any other choice…we have to go!

Our plan

Well, to be honest, there isn’t really a plan. We know where will be staying and that’s about it. There are so many awesome things to do in Puerto Rico and as always, we want to do them all. We will do our best, but I’m not sure if everything will be possible.

Some definite options are:

  • Salsa dancing. Yep, we know how to dance Salsa ( we’re still beginners, but we know enough) and how can you not dance Salsa in the country where it was born.
  • Surfing. Puerto Rico has some awesome waves. Unfortunately, those waves are all the way on the other side of the island. Fortunately, the island is not so big, so getting to the waves wont be such a big deal.
  • Hiking. Puerto Rico is home to a tropical rainforest and there are some beautiful hiking trails, waterfalls and natural pools to be seen. We’ll also get to see the Coqui frog which is endemic to Puerto  Rico, and is a proud symbol of the Puerto Rican people.
  • Adventure activities. There are loads more adventure activities to be done in Puerto Rico and the adrenaline junkie in me is dying to try them out.

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If you like to travel and are looking for some inspiration, why don’t you follow along with us on our social media. We will updating all our social media with our plans and activities whilst we are there and sharing information and tips about travelling to Puerto Rico.

We recently started our “Wanderlust Travellers” travel blog, and will be using that to document all our travels, along with everything that we learn along the way. Our mission is to inspire other people and show that it is possible to travel. We want to share all the tips and tricks that we learn along the way, and even teach the new skills that we learn.

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It’s been almost three weeks since I up and left my job with my girlfriend. We had enough and decided that we needed to take some holidays and change our lifestyle. The London lifestyle just wasn’t working out for us anymore, and so we decided to leave it all behind and start a fresh somewhere new and follow our dream of travelling.

So here I am now in Madrid, casually sipping a cup of tea whilst I write this, without any worry of having to get anything done before I go to work. It’s great. I know that it is not forever and that soon I will have to start looking for work again, but our plan is to take ourselves a well deserved holiday first. So far, it’s feeling fantastic. You don’t really realise how hard you work until you don’t have to anymore, so this bit R&R time is exactly what we needed.

So technically we’ve already been on holiday for about three weeks now, however there is much more to come. After a quick visit to my family in London near the end of May, we plan to have a trip to the Greek Islands. We are really looking forward to it as neither of us has taken a proper holiday for about two years….we really need it!

We know that we will have to work again eventually as unfortunately money doesn’t last forever( WHY??? ), but until that time….we are free!!



The precipice

He stood there, rocking slightly as he braced himself against the wind that was blowing hard into his face. A stone loosened itself from beneath his foot and fell….down, down, down the cliff face, on the precipice of which he stood. He watched it, the stone, as it fell and continued to watch it as it plummeted towards the rocky river bed hundreds of feet below. He counted the seconds until its size rendered it invisible from such a height, though he thought he could hear a faint click a few seconds later, as it landed with a clash on the rocks below.

We stand upon the brink of a precipice. We peer into the abyss — we grow sick and dizzy. Our first impulse is to shrink from the danger. Unaccountably we remain. By slow degrees our sickness, and dizziness, and horror, become merged in a cloud of unnameable feeling. By gradations, still more imperceptible, this cloud assumes shape, as did the vapor from the bottle out of which arose the genius in the Arabian Nights. But out of this our cloud upon the precipice’s edge, there grows into palpability, a shape, far more terrible than any genius, or any demon of a tale, and yet it is but a thought, although a fearful one, and one which chills the very marrow of our bones with the fierceness of the delight of its horror. It is merely the idea of what would be our sensations during the sweeping precipitancy of a fall from such a height. ~ Edgar Allen Poe

He wondered, as he stood there balancing on the brittle edge between life and death, how it would feel to take that fateful step forward. He imagined it. Imagined closing his eyes and allowing himself to sail through the air, not watching the end as it came towards him as fast as it surely would. He imagined enjoying the sensation of flight in his descent and it continuing for an eternity, for at such a height there would almost certainly be no feeling. One would simply transition from this life into the next.

…The next? He contemplated, even though he didn’t believe in heaven or hell, if there was indeed a life beyond this one. He thought about the words of religious people promising damnation upon those who end their own life, an eternity burning in the fires of hell. He didn’t believe all that.

He opened his eyes once more and took in the scenery that surrounded him. The mountains, proud and majestic as they stood bathed in the warm golden glow cast upon them by the setting sun. The great river below snaking its way through the valley, transforming itself from the epitome of serenity into a wild raging animal frothing at the mouth as it tore over the rapids below. Even from such a height he could hear her mighty roar as it carried on the wind. He inhaled all of it, the sights, the smells, the sounds, and with a smile he closed his eyes for the last time as he let himself fall.

Time slowed as he fell. The seconds seemingly lasting an eternity as he plummeted through the air in free fall, with his arms spread wide about him. Finally opening his eyes, he reached across his chest, pulled the cord and howled with ecstatic joy as he revelled in the adrenaline filled high which only B.A.S.E jumping could provide him.


One man, one island, one week



He arrived at the port, his mind full of curiosity and possibility. It was somewhat different to what he expected yet he could not contain his intrigue and joy to be there. Taking a few minutes to stock up on food and water, he gained his bearings and off he went. Travelling by foot, everything he needed packed in or strapped to the rucksack upon his back. He was a backpacker.

For one week, the backpacker journeyed around the Island, packing up his camp each morning to set up once again each afternoon on a new beach. Watching the sunrise every morning, the sunset at dusk, and the moon rising at night. The days spent travelling to and exploring each new location and swimming in the enchanting blue waters.

I’ve been to the most southern point of Europe and you haven’t



Last year, as I searched for a backpacking holiday destination within my budget, a friend suggested Greece. Not finding any alternative I looked into it, and pleasantly surprised with what I uncovered, I decided to spend two weeks in Greece. One week of which would be spent hiking and camping on the beaches of the Greek island, Gavdos.

Whilst doing my research about this island that was perfect for camping as it is virtually uninhabited, with only around 45 permanent residents, I discovered that Gavdos was the southern most Greek Island, the most southerly point of which is actually the southern most point of Europe. Tripiti is it’s name, so named because of the headland that reaches out into the sea, that contains three arches, on top of which some travellers decided to build a giant chair, to mark it as the southern most point of Europe.



One of the only two ways to get to Tripiti is via a 4km trek beginning from another beach on Gavdos, and so it was on my second day that I began my journey to the south of Europe. The hike is not so easy, the path is clearly marked, however it requires some fairly steep ascents and descents and in parts the footing is somewhat questionable, loose stones, scree etc.

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Get the picture??

Though apart from a few somewhat treacherous….okay not SO treacherous sections of the trail, the rest is easy to follow and the whole trail is well marked, so it’s impossible to get lost.  There are also stone markers every half kilometre to let you know how far away you are…not sure if this is good or bad, you know….are we there yet??

Distance marker

As in life, nothing comes for free. No risk, no reward. No pain, no gain and all that yada yada. The same applies to Tripiti, so it is no surprise that all the time and effort you put into making the arduous journey is well rewarded….

Beach at Tripiti

Once at Tripiti, undoubtedly after taking a swim, a short walk along the beach, a small climb and voila….The southern most point of Europe!

Standing there next to the giant chair, looking out over the Libyan sea, I took a moment to reflect. Savouring the view, and the beautiful atmosphere created at this point where land meets sea and the wind blows the fresh sea breeze over you. It’s an almost magical feeling.

Of course after my reflection time…I had to hop up on the chair and get a couple of pictures…


The southern most point of Europe may not be some great achievement, but at least I can say I was there. Many, probably thousands of people have been there too….but I was there and though it may not be the south pole….it is a remarkably beautiful place that is well worth the visit, so I will proudly say ” I have been to the southern most point in Europe and you haven’t.” ( Unless you have… then that doesn’t apply to you…)