The Camo Conundrum

The airport was as empty as I had ever seen one, with only a few passengers going through customs and anger written all over the remaining employees’ faces. It was 10pm and I had just landed in Trinidad. Being the cheapskate (errr…”budget traveller”) that I am, the least expensive way to get to Guyana was to have a layover here for the night and then fly to Georgetown in the morning. Read more “The Camo Conundrum” →