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5/15/26 On May 1, Labor Day (I did work hard that day), we left Lake Atitlan and set off for El Salvador. We stopped for one night before the border, at the home of a lovely couple, Isabel and Javier, who used to travel themselves, and now live on a large piece of land, hosting overlanders on their way north or south. When we arrived, they greeted us warmly and directed us to the back of their property, as far away from the road as possible, as there was supposed to be a big

May 1,2026 Guy went to visit Uncle Tuvy and found himself surrounded by wonderful soulmates, people who support, care for, and make sure he doesn't lack for anything. He briefly entered into Tuvy's routine, connected to family nostalgia, cooked chicken soup, tidied up, cleaned, and even found forgotten family treasures. And most of all, he hopes he was able to bring some joy, warmth, and motivation with him. My cour

April 10, 2026 First of all, we are greatly relieved by the arrival of the long-awaited ceasefire and hope it will last as long as possible. A small leap between worlds. We landed in Berkeley, California, in the United States for a short stopover. Impressions from the airport in Guatemala: This friend stood in line with us to check in, and along the way, there were lots and lots of stickers on the wall, so we added ours too. The transition is sharp and noticeable, the street

April 3, 2026 We split the road to Antigua into two days, looked for a parking lot for the night, but did not find any in the area on the app. We stopped at a roadside motel, got a room for the night at a ridiculous price, got two double beds and a shower, and the next day we set off towards Antigua. On the way, we passed the outskirts of Guatemala City, and noticed that the roads are widening, and the driving became more relaxed. We arrived in Antigua. An ancient colon

March 27, 2026 The move to Guatemala We got up because the sun was already up at six. We got ready, jumped into the bakery, and put two loaves of excellent sourdough bread in the freezer. A big hug, Hans and Anke, and set off on a twenty-minute drive to the border. The Belizean side went smoothly, and as soon as we reached the Guatemalan side, it was a mess. The road was very narrow, with lots of cars and trucks, so it's not clear how they got onto the narrow road, bu

March 20, 2026 Just before we continue with our stories And while we are here, moving between borders and landscapes, our hearts are constantly turned toward what is happening back home in Israel. And it’s not easy. We thought a lot about whether it was right to keep posting, because how does it make sense that we’re traveling the world while back home people are running to shelters, moving through their days exhausted, with their nervous systems stretched to the edge. But we

March 13, 2026 An overlook on the last campground we've been to in Mexico The days go by, and it feels as though Israel is in a state of darkness over the abyss. New fronts of war are opening, once again there is shelling in the north, once again soldiers in Lebanon, while here the world goes on as usual. We find it hard to hold this gap between the reality here and what is happening back home. From here, it seems to be getting worse, and yet our journey continues with its ow

March 5, 2026 Agua Azul I sit down to write this post with a heavy heart. We are far away, on the other side of the world, and back home, in Israel, there is war again. The news reaches us through our screens, once again the same familiar story, and the worry crosses oceans. At the same time, life here continues. People wake up in the morning, drink coffee, go to work, and laugh in the street. There are no sirens, no running to shelters. Two worlds exist in parallel, and we a

2/27/26 From Tule, the small village near Oaxaca, we set back out on the road with Sylvie freshly washed and clean (of course, not for long), heading toward a city called San Cristóbal de las Casas , or simply San Cristóbal - nestled high in the mountains somewhere far to the south. The drive is long, so we split it into two days with an overnight stop along the Pacific coast. I’m always happy to meet the ocean and wait for it with anticipation. As we’re driving, we n

2/18/2026 After a few days in Cholula, we hit the road again, trying to leave in the morning, making coffee for him, tea for her, sandwiches and fruit for the road, and let's go. The road is beautiful, winding through the mountains, and we cover great distances today as we head south through mountainous central Mexico. Our next destination is the state of Oaxaca, and its capital city of the same name. Just before Oaxaca, we stop at an ancient site called: Monte Alban This anc

Feb. 13, 2026 Finca Castel de Oro Next to the warm turquoise stream from the previous post, in a hot, dry valley in the state of Hidalgo, we found a small family farm that lived at a different pace. It was less than an hour's drive, which was just right for us because neither of us was yet healthy enough. But of course, it's impossible without the tricks of Google Maps, which took us down a road we couldn't take. We turned around and found an alternative route. The bear still

Feb. 5, 2026 When we started the blog, we didn’t think too far ahead. Everyone was so interested, and we simply wanted to share the places we reached, the landscapes, and the road itself. From the very beginning, it was clear to us that we didn’t want to create the impression that everything was perfect, and that we would also share the challenging moments. The difficulty, the fatigue, the illness, the less radiant days — they are all part of the journey just as much as the b

January 30, 2026 No more hostages in Gaza The Crossing We arrived at the port on Monday at two in the afternoon, exactly as instructed. We were sent to be weighed. We met a heavyset Mexican man who showed us the rate in Spanish, with only a few English words, and it was higher than what the clerk had shown us a few days earlier. However, if we paid him 2,000 pesos in cash,

1/21/26 One who did not return This post is dedicated to a man named Dan Ben Ari. Dan was a big man, with arms, legs, a bald head, and a huge heart who worked hard for almost 90 years. A man of clusters, a man of land, a man of knowledge, travel, family. A man of trees, of settlement, of hard work, of roots. Salt of the earth, in the full sense of the word. A man who, over the years, went from being a patient to a dear friend. I enjoyed sitting with him and talking, even when

A farewell from the United States San Diego was wonderful, spacious, open, full of delicious drinks, bars, restaurants, excellent pizzerias, delicious beers, beautiful parks, museums, and more and more... We say goodbye to it with gratitude, tidy up and clean the apartment, say goodbye to the black dog, the white apartment, and hit the road again. Sunday market in the neighborhood The building we lived in. Granola in a jar, waiting for Pepper's owners The distance between San

09/25/2025 Portland, Oregon Day 720 of the war 48 kidnapped in Gaza Family, America, and the Search for "Home" הטיסה לפורטלנד אורגון In Berlin we said goodbye to our lovely children, Daniel and Agam, with tears in our eyes and excitement for what's to come. Still in the farewell phase but also a very strong feeling that this is not really a farewell to the children, but rather a facelift of the bond between us that has been continuing in a dynamic transatlantic way for seve

אשכולות 24 שריגים ליאון The excitement of a first post on a journey, taking first steps in this media as well. Guy and I will write together, each of us in our own unique style. The poet chooses words, while I am overwhelmed by them. The plan is to share our experiences with you once a week or ten days, without embellishment, as close to reality as possible and to keep you close to us. The end of August, the end of summer, the end. The hibiscus is blooming, it's still very ho