What was the last adventure you went on? A three-week-long solo trip to Haiti and the Dominican Republic. As for any solo trip I’ve taken (at present, 15 and counting), I scheduled and arranged everything on my own. First, I spent two weeks in the village of Las Galeras. Thanks to my fluent Spanish I made so close friends with some of the lancheros, that they would allow me to sneak into their group excursions for free. I went on two different horse-back treck; I joined a quad jaunt around the most beatiful landscapes of the region and then visited every hidden beach, jumping from a lancha to the other. During one of my last days in Las Galeras one of the lancheros brought me camping in Playa Frontón, a desert beach, surrounded and protected by high rocks and a thick palm wood. You can only reach it by boat. We collected palm wood to make a shelter, went fishing using only a nylon wire and a hook we had previously bought, and entered a hidden cave with taino petroglyphs (and bats, sooo many bats). At night we lay on the beach smoking cheap cigars in total obscurity until a tropical storm forced us to take cover under the shelter, sunk into our sleeping bags. The last week of the holiday was spent in Haiti. I rode a bus for eight hours, from Santo Domingo to Cap-Haitien, passing through the super crowded market of Dajabón. Waiting for me at the bus station there was a theology student I had contacted through Couchsurfing, who had agreed to show me the city and the orphanage where he was working.