Sunsets, sloths and dirt roads: Highlights of Costa Rica

‘How do you like Costa Rica?’
I told him that I thought it was a beautiful country… The mountains, I said … I told him I thought the people in Costa Rica were extremely pleasant … It was a green country, I said.

Paul Theroux, The Old Patagonian Express (1979)

Why visit Costa Rica? For me, it goes back to a well-thumbed copy of The Old Patagonian Express. Paul Theroux’s journey from Massachusetts to Patagonia had enough dark alleys and squalid hotels to put me off retracing his steps. All except for Costa Rica, the country that inspired his subsequent novel The Mosquito Coast. So I mentally filed away Costa Rica as the one country I’d consider visiting in that part of the world.

These days, everyone I know has either been to Costa Rica or is considering it. Countless friends said it was their favourite country, great for wildlife, so laid-back, a happy country… stunning sunsets and endless beaches.

I finally got to Costa Rica in December 2023. People who haven’t been are asking me what it’s like. Here are a few takeaways from my recent experience in the land of pura vida.

Take a tour in Costa Rica or go it alone?

Planning my own trips around Europe is usually a dream. With Costa Rica I didn’t know where to start. Feeling somewhat un-intrepid, I booked a tour with Intrepid Travel that packed Costa Rica highlights into two weeks: guided hikes in five national parks, plus a homestay and a visit to the indigenous Maleku. Intrepid aim to keep things at a local level.

But two weeks felt too short to visit Costa Rica. As I’m able to work remotely, I extended it to almost the whole of December. At the end of the tour, we made our way down the Pacific coast to hang out in Uvita and Dominical.

Public transport in Costa Rica

Public transport can be challenging. As the ‘bus timetable’ (below) from Uvita shows, some times are a bit hard to figure out. I mean, what kind of time is ‘4:00 – 5:00 pm’ meant to be?

Bus stop, Uvita, Costa Rica

Always double check with a tourist office if you can. But public buses are cheap: a 20 minute ride from Dominical to the entrance of Nauyaca Falls cost around 50p/60c.

There are also private shuttle firms where you book online and get door-to-door service in a minibus. They are much pricier than the public buses, but you’re assured of a seat. We used RideCR to get from the Pacific Coast to San Jose, and it was fine.

You can also use Uber in some areas, such as San Jose.

The best way to see Costa Rican wildlife

Costa Rica’s network of protected areas and national parks hosts a vast range of wildlife. The usual advice is to book a guide in one of the national parks, and the expertise is invaluable. Guides use scopes to zoom into the jungle and show you creatures you’d otherwise miss. Without a guide, we’d never have spotted the agouti among the leaves, the tiny red poisonous frogs, or the well-camouflaged iguana basking on a branch. And before long we could spot and name the white-headed capuchin, howler, spider, and squirrel monkeys.

Look up and you’ll spot toucans and macaws. Hummingbirds are also a mesmerising sight where people have set up feeders. But what you spot is also down to luck. Our guide in Manuel Antonio was overjoyed that he’d managed to identify three sloths, all high up in the trees. Yet a few days later, walking to the waterfall above Uvita, we happened upon a far better view of a Three-Toed Sloth – munching right above our heads.

Is Costa Rican wildlife dangerous?

Book a night tour and prepare to be alarmed at what you didn’t realise was lurking so close to the path. In Monteverde, our guide illuminated a boa constrictor, tarantulas, scorpions and a coiled green viper. Our daytime walks never quite felt the same after that.

Are crocodiles a danger in Costa Rica? Up to a point. There are a few attacks on humans each year. You’ll see signs warning you on riverbanks, such as the middle image below (Uvita).

The morning of 13 December, our tour at Manuel Antonio NP ended at the famous beach. At last a calm bay for swimming, and no one else in the water! I should have asked myself why . . . As park rangers discussed whether the long shape in the sea was a log or something more ominous, a zoom lens settled the discussion (bottom left image).

Crocodiles do swim in coastal waters, particularly in estuaries where rivers meet the sea. Advice states that you should avoid swimming in rivers if there are warning signs, or where freshwater rivers or streams meet the ocean. And yet in Uvita we saw people gathered on the pebble ‘beaches’ of the river that had this very sign. Our hotel owner claimed it was fine to walk a little upstream to where the water was fast-flowing, as the crocodiles don’t like it there. No thanks.

Is Costa Rica expensive?

It’s well-known that Costa Rica is more expensive than other Central American countries, although well-organised visitor facilities balance that cost. But while wages are higher than its neighbours, I wondered how far Costa Ricans could afford the prices we were paying. You can eat more cheaply in the local sodas, the no-frills eateries, but even there the typical Casado dish without meat was around $6-7.

One of the first things I bought when I was home was a pineapple, to recreate that sense of pura vida. In my local Tesco, a Costa Rican pineapple cost exactly the same as I’d paid in an Uvita supermarket.

Where else to go in Costa Rica?

Of all the places we visited, Tortuguero stands out as a hypnotic, edge-of-the-world kind of place. Gliding into Tortuguero National Park by boat is like entering a portal into a magical watery world. Swampy palm forests border a long canal and a wide lagoon; a caiman glided past and white-faced capuchin monkeys glared at us. A narrow ribbon of land separates this water from the Caribbean Sea.

Tortuguero is a turtle nesting site where summer visitors go to watch baby turtles hatch and make their way to the ocean. The boom of unruly waves is just a few feet away as you hike along the narrow Jaguar Trail through the jungle.

Sunsets and dirt roads on the southern Pacific coast

Not going straight home after the tour turned out to be an excellent decision. Once the hectic tour with early starts was over, we travelled further south to two small coastal towns. Here, apparently, we’d get a sense of old Costa Rica.

Uvita is famous for its iconic sandbar in the shape of a whale’s tail. The entire beach lies within the Marino Ballena National Park, which means paying (around $6.50) each time you set foot on the beach. During low tide, you can walk out on the sandbar, but there’s little sense of the shape when you’re actually on it.

More thrilling is to time your visit to when the tide comes in, when waves criss-cross each other as water gushes in from both sides. Even better if it also happens to be sunset.

Uvita is spread out and there are lots of cabinas for rental. We stayed in Scott’s Cabinas d’Val, a small collection of well-equipped cabins with a pool in the Bahia area. When the temperature of 32 Celsius feels like 42, the palm-shaded pool helps escape the heat and humidity.

Half an hour up the coast, Dominical is known for its laid-back bohemian surf culture and surfing schools. Dominical was touted as lively and vibrant, so I booked accommodation on the quieter edge of town. That was unnecessary, as Dominical’s liveliness was somewhat elusive when we were there. A handful of barefoot surfers walked Dominical’s unpaved roads, while others rocked up to bars on skateboards. On a Friday night the best restaurant closed at 8pm and the only bar with music had a family of children playing. Good vibes, though.

But in the end, the Hotel Tropical Sands was perfect – an oasis of green from where the pounding waves lulled me to sleep.

The tall waves make both Uvita and Dominical good for surfing, less so for swimmers. On yet another red flag day, I wished I’d spent more time in that calm bay at Manuel Antonio. Oh, wait . . .

Where to stay in San Jose

Our return flights meant a Christmas spent in San Jose. I wanted a hotel where we could stay put – somewhere with a restaurant, a pool and grounds. The Hotel Bougainvillea had all of those, including botanical gardens and the friendliest staff. Situated above the city, the Bougainvillea has a much less hot and humid environment. All of this made the Bougainvillea one of the nicest hotels I’ve ever stayed in. Pura vida!

Sunset at Marino Ballena

Photographs by Michelle Lawson and Terry Dolman.
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From Baltic to Balkans: Crossing Europe north to south by rail

In May 2023 I travelled from Lithuania to Croatia by train. It’s an epic route from northern to southern Europe and I used an Interrail/Eurail Global pass. How did that turn out? Well, it spawned an article on how not to plan an Interrail trip. It’s all explained in my article on the Go Nomad travel website.

For now, let’s forget the whole rail pass thing and look at the trip from Lithuania to Croatia by train. I’ve included details of accommodation but only those I’d re-book and recommend. These are affiliate links that may grant me a small commission if you book through the links, at no cost to you.

Exploring Vilnius and Kaunas

Arriving in Vilnius, the UNESCO-protected old town had a lively ambience that felt far from the dense crowds plaguing many other European cities on the weekend-break circuit. My bed was in the heart of the UNESCO-protected old town, a former monastery cell in the Domus Maria hotel.

It was a short rail trip to Kaunas, Lithuania’s second city. Once again, it was a novelty to walk around a city without weaving through crowds of tourists. I spent a peaceful night in the Best Western Santakos hotel, close to the old town.

Lithuania to Poland on the new Rail Baltica connection

The new international connection from Kaunas to Warsaw took seven hours, including a change of trains at the border at Mockva. Then add an hour to account for Lithuania being an hour in front of Poland.

Either side of the Tatra Mountains

Trains from Warsaw via Krakow sped me to Zakopane, Poland’s most popular mountain resort. There was so much snow that people were still skiing on the upper slopes, so I followed a line of hikers up, anxious that the increasing snow cover would make it difficult to get back down without crampons. But most other people were clad like me, in normal hiking boots, apart from the man wearing open sandals.

My destination was the Gąsienicowy meadows, a familiar image that graces Zakopane’s postcards, hiking routes and tourist websites. I was keen to stand among those green meadows dotted with pink wildflowers and cute wooden cabins, with a jagged grey mountain backdrop. But the lingering snow left it an unrecognisable monochrome with patches of rotting brown foliage. Even the peaks were smothered in thick cloud. Only hours later did the mountains emerge, when I rode the funicular up the other side of the valley.

This time I stayed in the Hotel Logos, which I’d recommend as it’s in a peaceful location but a mere 5 minute walk across the park to the main streets.

Exploring Slovakia by train

Avoiding a 2-day roundabout train route, I took the bus to the southern Slovakian side, spending a few days riding the electric trains running across the southern Tatra slopes. Then most of a day was spent riding four trains north-east to where Slovakia borders Poland and Ukraine. The first hours followed the scenic Hornád river, then a long wait at spooky Prešov station. Outside was a coffee and falafel stall, where the Middle Eastern owner crisped the falafel and asked about the latte. “It’s a new machine, used for the first time today. I bought the best I could,” he said. In the time it took to cook and eat the falafel, I was his only customer.

Bardejov’s UNESCO World Heritage square was so cold I layered up with almost every item of clothing in the backpack. I stayed at the Bardejov Kulturne Centrum, right in the main square and with prices from the last century.

Hungary, where everyone can once again feel at home

In Budapest the castle district was horribly crowded and the cafes all had queues. But few bothered to walk beyond the main tourist epicentre, perhaps put off by the enormous building site of the National Hauszmann Program. This extensive project is restoring Buda Castle to its previous glory after decades of post-war neglect. Hoardings tell how the current government is finally making up for the Communist indifference.

But it’s not just about architecture. It’s a project to symbolise Hungarian national identity, “to conjure up a place in the centre of the capital where everyone can once again feel at home”. The aim is to “return the castle to Hungarian people”. That hardly makes sense when the castle district is swarming with foreign tourists.

Hungary’s politics are increasingly nationalistic and authoritarian thanks to Prime Minister Orban. The previous day a former journalist told me how he’d left the job as it no longer involved writing news – “just propaganda”. Locals have replied to the official anti-Nazi war memorial (an eagle) with reminders that Hungary wasn’t always on the right side of history as far as the Jewish population was concerned.

From Lake Balaton to Croatia

The international train from Budapest to Zagreb followed the eastern shore of Lake Balaton, stopping at tiny stations and roadside halts over the six hours.

Zagreb was dark and rainy. Graffiti at the end of the station underpass greeted me with “God help us”. Ominous or what? Then my expectations were confounded as the station hall was filled with an enormous bookstall, still open at 10pm. A city that takes reading seriously!

The Hotel Central was no-frills but extremely convenient for a late arrival, being close to the station.

A morning in Zagreb confirmed it was an attractive city with narrow backstreets running through the old town, although churches were still closed due to earthquake damage. There’s an intriguing and poignant Museum of Broken relationships that’s exactly what it says.

The final train, to Split, was basic with no apparent refreshments, although beers appeared now and then from a secret stash. The isolated high land we crossed was spectacular, framed by a snow-capped grey mountain wall. We were running along the single-track Lika line, a battleground in the Homeland war of the 1990s, and some of the stations were collapsed shells. At one point my mobile thought I was in Bosnia. It was the most spectacular and memorable trip of the entire journey.

Swinging in Dalmatia

After a morning weaving through zombie-like cruise passengers around Split, I escaped to Trogir, yet another UNESCO town. Trogir sits on an island, built on Greek and Roman foundations with Venetian influences. History’s all around, from the bench constructed from ancient columns, to the photographs of 32 locals who died in the recent war between 1991-95 (go through the door below the clock tower in the main square).

The bus south followed a serpentine coastal road towards Dubrovnik, my final destination. But before hitting the crowds in Dubrovnik I needed to rest and gather my wits.

The fishing village of Gradac was a perfect choice as it lies halfway between Split and Dubrovnik. Even better, it barely features on tourist itineraries. And Danijela’s Apartment Like Home was just perfect for a woman travelling solo.

The price of ice cream is a good indicator of the level of commercialisation. At 1.50 euros per scoop, Gradac welcomes its visitors but doesn’t lean towards pretentiousness. Within an hour of arriving I’d already made plans to return. For longer.

Gradac has a swing on the beach. Instagrammers and wedding couples no doubt love the swing but fortunately they never made an appearance. That left me to swing morning, afternoon and night until it was time to leave.

This was an epic trip, no doubt, via some of Europe’s great cities. But I’ll never forget discovering a place that’s not even mentioned in the Lonely Planet guide. Evenings were the best, swinging myself back to my childhood, accompanied by the lights of the shoreline and the blaze of orange from the church above the tiny harbour.

Fearful of travelling alone? Overcome anxiety and enjoy the freedom of #solotravel as a lone female

Tips for exploring Europe independently as a solo female traveller

It must be difficult travelling alone as a woman

Someone said that to me a few years back. Where to start with answering it?

I first began travelling by myself in the 1980s, on solo Interrail trips. I also travel with family members, but there’s something magical about hoisting on the backpack and stepping onto a plane, train or bus. It’s partly the complete freedom to follow my own instincts rather than compromise.

Covered walkway in Florence, italy
Wandering the backstreets of Pisa, Italy

Travelling solo isn’t for everyone. You need to be self-sufficient, to enjoy your own company and not be fazed by solving problems on your own. But it’s not all about negative aspects. According to this BBC article, 2023 has seen double the number of people Googling “solo travel” compared to 2018.

Travelling solo can bring tremendous benefits. Here are those that work for me:

  1. The freedom to do what you want to do. Your idea of “making the most of a place”, “living your best life” or whatever cliché comes to mind could differ from your travel companion’s priorities. Perhaps you like to seek out the best café rather than the best bar. Or you enjoy popping into local restaurants rather than queuing for the #1 on TripAdvisor. Or your partner doesn’t see the point of simply wandering the streets. Travel alone and you can follow your own instincts.

  2. You’ll get the chance for personal reflection as you disconnect from your other life. I get my best ideas when I’m alone in a new place. Perhaps you’ll discover new things about yourself.

  3. See the culture and the people through your own lens, not that of a companion. Alone, you’ll experience it all from the inside, with no one else’s perspectives seeping into yours.

  4. Travelling solo could help build your confidence. Navigating new situations and places can instil a sense of self-esteem if you discover you’re more competent than you ever imagined.

  5. You may find local people are more willing to talk to you. Travelling as a couple, you’re a self-contained unit that outsiders may be unwilling to disturb. When I returned to Ukraine alone, so many people stopped to ask me where I was from or what I was looking for. I was even invited to join a group of friends on a kayak. Nothing like that happened the previous year when I was with a companion.
River Smotrych, Kamyanets-Podilsky, Ukraine
An invitation to kayak, Ukraine

All of this is what drives me to travel – and to plan the next trip as soon as I’m back home. But like most people, I also get anxious when travelling alone. Here is how I’ve overcome the challenges of solo travel.

Fear of the unknown

This is really a blessing in disguise – after all, isn’t discovery at the heart of why we travel? Interrailing in the pre-internet days, I sometimes found myself in a place with no visitor facilities, just open-mouthed locals. Like Mondim de Basto in northern Portugal – the station led me into someone’s garden where a family stared without smiling. The hotel was temporarily closed, but a stranger led me to a house where female teachers lodged, excited to have a foreigner staying with them.

Nowadays, almost everywhere in Europe is mentioned on a blog post and on accommodation booking sites. And map apps familiarise you with the street layout. But don’t limit yourself to research via blog posts or even guide books. Travel literature, or travelogues, combine personal observations with factual information about the places visited. Try searching the Travel Writing genre on Amazon or in a bookstore. Or see the recommendations on the Trip Fiction website, where you can search for books featuring a destination.

Worrying about “the language barrier”

I don’t like the word “barrier” here. It implies that language is a deterrent, a way to block rather than a means to communicate. But speaking a common language isn’t the only way to communicate. And it’s uncommon these days to land up in a location where no one speaks English.

Back in the 1980s, it was rare to come across an English speaker in rural areas and countries such as Hungary and Czechoslovakia. My diaries from those rail trips are filled with essential words and pronunciation notes for Hungarian, Portuguese, Czech and Finnish. Learning a few dozen words in advance really helped. And basic French and German was useful as a lingua franca.

Learning Hungarian in Tihany, 1986
Learning Hungarian in Tihany, 1986

Even watching a few YouTube lessons makes you familiar with the sounds of a language. Download the Duolingo app – handy for those long rail journeys. Make sure your phone has a translation app, too, such as Google Translate or Say Hi.

Anxiety about getting stranded when travelling

With transport strikes, delays and cancellations, not to mention extreme weather events, this is always a possibility. And of course it feels worse when you’re alone, but it shouldn’t put you off setting out. Make sure your travel insurance covers multiple-stop itineraries – I once had a claim rejected as it wasn’t a straightforward two-stage out-and-back journey.

An accommodation app is crucial for last-minute bookings (I’ve found booking.com to be the most helpful for me). Rail Europe is pretty comprehensive for train timetables, although the Interrail/Eurail Rail Planner app is my go-to, whether I’m using a rail pass or not.

Even if you intend to use trains rather than buses, it’s a good idea to download a bus app, such as Flixbus, for when the trains let you down. Flixbus saved me when I got thrown off a Polish rail replacement bus for not having a seat reservation. Within 10 minutes I had a mobile Flixbus ticket that got me to Zakopane the same afternoon. Flixbus has a pretty extensive route system across Europe, with tickets available via their website as well as the app.

Zakopane
You never know who’ll you meet when travelling solo in Zakopane

Another app which has helped reduce financial anxiety is the Wise card. It’s a multicurrency account that I use to save for my trips and transfer currencies with low fees. There’s a digital card but I prefer a physical card for drawing out cash. Wise has saved me heaps on exchange fees and the account allows me to save up (and even get paid) in a specific currency. Such flexibility has transformed the ease of travel.

How to keep safe when travelling solo?

As the BBC article notes, female travellers are more alert and conscious of their safety. There are sites out there with information about basic self-defence techniques, and I won’t repeat them here. But I do have a few other rules I’ve relied on over the years to stay safe and confident.

  1. Keep connected with people back home. If you don’t have internet roaming, then consider purchasing a local/Europe-wide SIM card. Write up your travel itinerary and share it as a Google doc, keeping it updated.

  2. Stay aware of your surroundings and try to walk as if you know where you’re going. That way you’ll look like a local rather than a confused tourist. When people ask me for directions, I know I’ve got it right.

  3. Research your destination for any security quirks. Certain cities become renowned as phone-snatching hotspots because of the opportunities on offer.

  4. It makes sense to avoid travelling alone at night, although this isn’t always possible. On a recent Interrail trip I had three long-distance journeys using services that arrived after nightfall – annoying, but unavoidable as there was only one daily train. For each one I booked accommodation within sight of the station and memorised the route or drew an inconspicuous map.

How to avoid being lonely when travelling solo

It happens. One way to get a dose of conversation is by booking a walking tour. The GuruWalk website lists free walking tours worldwide. You might get talking to someone on the tour, although in my experience the other travellers are often couples, wrapped up in themselves. Fortunately, the guides will be happy to talk with you, and what better way to glean local detail?

What about the growing trend for food walking tours? Even preoccupied couples can’t avoid joining in as everyone sits around a table eating and drinking. This tour in Budapest got us all talking as we sampled strudel, goulash and other specialities. It was also a fascinating insight into life in today’s Budapest.

Strudel in Budapest
Cabbage, poppy seed, cheese and cherry strudel in Budapest

Sites such as Meet Up offer useful databases of activities wherever you happen to be.

Hotels, I’ve found, can be lonely. Airbnb rooms give opportunities to interact with owners, but if you prefer more privacy, try searching apartment reviews for mentions of friendly on-site owners.

I wished I’d done that in Budapest, rather than interacting with a key box and messaging a faceless owner when the gas didn’t work. Fortunately I then moved onto Croatia, where every owner was onsite, female and exceptionally friendly. In Split at check-out time I was rewarded with coffee and a chat at the kitchen table. In Trogir the owner checked in on me regularly and gave me an impromptu guide to the UNESCO landmarks from the roof balcony. And in Gradac, Danijela insisted on meeting me at the bus stop, then handed over home-made muffins and liqueur.

Trogir, Croatia
View of Trogir, Croatia, from the apartment balcony

For nights when you just want to feel at home, there’s always Netflix … the extra weight of a tablet can be worth it. Especially when it rains.

Gdańsk
Happily unaccompanied in Gdańsk

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Keen to know more about travelling solo as a woman? Try the Journey Woman website, a comprehensive source of tips and articles aimed at solo women aged 50+.

St Moritz

Make the Most of an Interrail or Eurail Pass with this Route

Following on from the previous post with tips for using a Global Interrail Pass (or Eurail for non-European residents), here’s a month’s Interrail route that makes great use of a flexible Europe-wide pass. On the whole it avoids countries that require seat bookings and supplements. All journeys were free with the pass apart from the the short ride from Jenback to Fügen (Austria) and the Swiss Bernese Oberland mountain railways/cable cars (the Interrail gave a 25% discount though).

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Travel day 1 | Using the rail pass from London

From Devon, UK to Namur, Belgium. This was as far as we could comfortably travel whilst avoiding an expensive overnight in Brussels. It also avoided routes into Germany that were somewhat unreliable at the time. Namur is cheaper than Brussels and has a bar called Barnabeer with 47 beer pulls!

We stayed in BED Namur-Premium at the start and end of our trip. It’s a self-check-in property with a shared kitchen.

Travel day 2 | Belgium to Luxembourg by train

Namur to Luxembourg. Back when I was a tour guide in the 1990s, our coaches often diverted to Luxembourg to fuel up with cheap diesel. In frustration I’d gaze out at the city clustered above, below and along the edges of a deep river gorge, unable to leap off and explore. Now, after all those trains, it was a pleasure to walk this charming city. You can make use of elevators to move between the upper town and the valley.

We spent the night in the central Auberge Gaglioti, which was fine and fairly central in the new town. Luxembourg isn’t hot on budget accommodation.

Travel day 3 | Luxembourg to Strasbourg using trains

Luxembourg to Strasbourg (France). Strasbourg was a morning stop on our 1990s coach tours, although there wouldn’t be time for more than a quick stroll around the waterways and 16th century buildings of Petite France and a glimpse of the Cathedral’s astronomical clock.

Nowadays Petite France is busier, but no less enchanting . . . even when the peace was broken by a guitarist practising Wish You Were Here, the chords flying out of an open window on the upper floor of a half-timbered building.

We found the Aparthotel Adagio to be a good place to stay – out of the main buzz but still close to the centre. The mini kitchen in the room is a bonus when you’re on an extended trip.

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Swiss railway at the foot of the Eiger

Ten Tips for using an Interrail or Eurail Train Pass

A long time ago in Lisbon, on what I thought would be my final Interrail trip, I celebrated my 26th birthday. According to my diary, the hostel wardens gave me a beer and a group of Australians bought me a glass of port wine.

Back then the month-long Interrail pass was limited to youngsters. Not any more! And now you can buy a pass limited to specific countries and lengths of time. You can even get Interrail to plan your trip for you, including accommodation. Note that Eurail is the same pass but for those of you who live outside Europe.

But I’ve always dreamed of returning to the freedom of a ‘global’ pass that’s valid across Europe. This year, celebrating 50 years of Interrail, the global Interrail pass was briefly discounted to half price. And adding a second month cost a mere £22 extra for a senior!

Two months of rail travel gave me the freedom to visit new places as well as embark on a memory trip. As well as interrailing in my youth, I’d also worked as a travel guide/ski rep in Europe. I used the rail pass to revisit a few places I continue to dream about some 30-odd years later.

The second month was used to revisit Poland some 50+ years after my Polish father drove us there for holidays.

10 tips for smooth Interrailing
Here are some practical tips that I picked up for using the mobile pass (the next post gives a brief guide to the first month’s route). Some people swear by using the old paper Interrail pass, but I’m a fan of the mobile pass, which uses the Rail Planner app.

Eurail is the version of Interrail for those of you who don’t live in Europe. You may find this post by GoNomad useful if considering a Eurail pass.

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Wooden Zakopane sign

Why visit Zakopane in the Polish Tatras?

Are the Polish Tatras worth visiting? What is there to do in Zakopane? Read on to find out.

I first came to the Polish Tatra village of Zakopane in 1971, when my father drove us from England to Poland for a holiday. I remember the wooden buildings that lined the streets, and the time my father drank from a mountain stream that gave him a severe stomach upset; grey-faced, he lay on the hotel bed while my mother fretted that we’d miss the Ostende ferry back to England. But the image that clung most tightly to my memory was of a mountain peak looming over the town.

Zakopane, Polish Tatras

How fitting, then, that the highlight of my return 50+ years later was to stand alongside the iron cross on the summit of that very peak: Giewont. Not the highest (at 1894m) but an icon of Zakopane and a well-known profile of the Polish Tatras.

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Ivano-frankivsk railway station, Western Ukraine

Five ways to learn the Ukrainian language

How to learn Ukrainian language using less conventional means

I’ll be honest, I wrote this post after seeing Amanda Holden’s role as the UK’s Eurovision Song Contest jury spokesperson in 2021. Holden said Good evening in French and Dutch, followed by although I’ve got absolutely no idea which is which.

Whoever came up with that lame idea of a joke? They clearly misread the room – even the Brits perceived it as embarrassing or arrogant. It’s bad enough that the UK is hellbent on wiping out our language education. Why make out that being monolingual is some kind of cuddly national characteristic?

The first time I went to Western Ukraine, I used an interpreter to visit my father’s village. We found the family of my father’s first wife, a young Ukrainian woman who died in the 1930s. Despite these people not being related to me, they welcomed me and invited me back to stay next year, to look for my other family. I was up for that! But none of them spoke English. What to do?

Now it’s 2023, and more people are interested in learning Ukrainian than ever. The Duolingo app is useful, and great for giving you practice, but on its own it’s not enough. Here are some fun ways to learn Ukrainian language.

#1: Listen to the language
Ukrainian Lessons Podcast is my all-time recommendation. The podcast itself is free, but subscribe to get the lesson notes, to see what you’re hearing. There’s also a handy set of flashcards for the most common Ukrainian words, with each word shown in sentences for context.

The ULP blog has useful information on almost everything you can think of. Using this site I learned c.150 words for my first trip. Useful stuff, simple words you might use to ask WTF is going on in this courtyard in Lviv:

The Yard of Lost Toys, Lviv, learning Ukrainian language
The Yard of Lost Toys, Lviv

#2: Take a course
Some universities run online classes, such as Ukrainian Catholic University in Lviv. There’s a time commitment, but it’s great if you enjoy learning with others. The Ukrainian Language Academy in Lviv also runs residential courses and offers individual Skype conversation.


Most valuable was being able to ask questions about customs in the rural villages. ‘No’ can sometimes mean the opposite! Useful if you find yourself staying in a village house where the only English word you hear is selfie.

Rural house in Rakhiv painted in colours of Ukrainian flag


#3: Listen to Ukrainian music
People claim they learned English through listening to music. Why not learn Ukrainian the same way? The lyrics may not be the most useful for conversation, but you’ll start recognising common words. Even better, search for the song on the Lyrics Translate site, and you’ll get the original lyrics along with a translation.

One of my favourite Ukrainian bands is Okean Elzy, Ukraine’s most famous rock band, with an international following.

If you enjoy acoustic music, you’ll probably enjoy listening to the wonderful Один в каное (Alone in a canoe). Useful if you find yourself by the River Smotrych chatting to strangers, who then invite you on an actual canoe or kayak:

Kayaking on River Smotrych, Kamyanets-Podilsky, Ukraine
Not alone on a kayak in Kamyanets-Podilsky

#4: Get out there and talk! To anyone!
Bus stations in Western Ukraine are the best places to talk to random strangers. I learned to recognise the call to a stranger: звідки? — where are you from? — and off we would go. Useful if you find yourself again and again at bus station no.3 in Ivano-Frankivsk, where I heard many life stories. If you’re lucky, someone might invite you into their garden to drink apple juice.  

Of course this isn’t possible during the war, but if you or your town is hosting refugees, don’t be shy about talking to them. They’ll appreciate it.

Road with chapel from Ivano-Frankivsk to the Carpathians, Western Ukraine

#5: When all else fails, try a translate app.
You can speak into translate apps, such as Google Translate, and the app will speak back in the other language. My current favourite app is Say Hi, which Ukrainians tell me churns out decent translations. It’s been incredibly useful for those hosting refugees.

When I was travelling in Ukraine, elderly people in the villages didn’t bat an eyelid when I whipped out the smartphone. Could be useful if you find yourself looking for your grandmother’s grave and a local person shouts something unintelligible. Google Translate told me the woman was suggesting I gate-crash a funeral and ask the mourners if they knew where my grandmother was. I did say could be useful.

Abandoned grave-marker crosses in a Ukrainian cemetery; learning and using Ukrainian language.

Remember, although you might see this1

Underground Pub sign in Kolomiya, Ukraine


and this2

Painting of Winston Churhill hanging in the British Club, Lviv, Ukraine

in Western Ukraine, it doesn’t mean you can get away with doing an Amanda Holden.

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1 = British Club, Lviv

2 = The Underground Pub, Kolomiya

Kyiv, View from the Great Bell Tower Pechersk-Lavra

A nudge further east: Kyiv in December

A visit to Kyiv before the recent war escalation

People in Ukraine were surprised that I hadn’t yet visited Kyiv. It’s true that Western Ukraine has drawn me ever since I set foot there, one reason being that it’s where my father’s family and descendants are from.

But I was asked to travel to London to pick up a dog, and I decided I’d make the journey more interesting and go from Devon to London via Kyiv.

Illogical? Not exactly; I had a hunch that going further east would help me understand the west. You get a different perspective on something by seeing what it isn’t. I’d also been assured that members of my late father’s former in-laws, who lived in the city, would be happy to meet me.

The taxi from the airport made me homesick for the local bus from L’viv airport that weaves past the trams and ancient Ladas. Ruslana, sitting next to me on the plane, had warned me about Kyiv’s dangers, which I tried to take with a pinch of salt, but her story about an ex-neighbour found dead in the forest had set me on edge.

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Haystack Rakhiv Carpathians

The Ukrainian Centre of Europe: a visit to Carpathian Rakhiv

“Don’t forget to look after your bag and watch out for thieves!”

I reassured my cousins that I’d take care and I boarded the bus to Rakhiv, wiping condensation from the window to give one last wave. I fought an urge to haul my backpack off the bus and ask if I could stay another day or so. But I had a reservation in the mountains of Transcarpathia that could no longer be cancelled.

One of the best things about Rakhiv is the journey in and out. I was on a bus heading south from the Ivano-Frankivsk region and we were soon winding through the forests and open pasture of the Carpathians, past traditional wooden structures. More surprising was the billboard for Erotic Massage and the bizarre row of brand new terraced houses painted in primary colours that wouldn’t be out of place in Bristol.

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Enjoy the region and take your time: Interrail diaries from the 1980s

Travel through Europe using an Interrail pass in the 1980s

A speedboat cut across my vision and pivoted when the owner caught sight of me sitting on the rocky shore. It was the mid 1980s, in Savonlinna, Finland, and Scandinavia was sweltering under a midsummer heatwave. The boat pulled up and I kept my eyes on the man’s face, trying not to look down at his turquoise Y-fronts as he talked and shrugged and made suggestions. Yes, I was Interrailing. No, I didn’t want to join him on his boat. No, I really wasn’t tempted to stay another day and join him at ‘a country house’

These memories surfaced recently as I began Interrailing again. Fortunately I’d kept the diaries from those long-ago trips across Europe. Little grey spiral notebooks purchased from Boots, with detailed itineraries and page after page of vocabulary and pronunciation notes for Portuguese, Greek, Norwegian, Finnish and Czech.

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