> questionable tactic Keep in mind that this is what all travel used to be like before tourism grew to where it is today. Done right, as in this story, it's a

> questionable tactic Keep in mind that this is what all travel used to be like before tourism grew to where it is today. Done right, as in this story, it's a net positive for all involved. I've done similar things a handful of times over the years, rocking up in remote places without any infrastructure to deal with tourists, hoping for a bit of luck in finding a place to sleep. But here's the thing. It's not like you show up in these places like the stereotypical loud american demanding things and handing your wheelie duffel to the first local you see. It's more like the give and take you have when hitching a ride, essentially paying for your lift with fun conversation and wild stories, and by being an "interesting thing that happened" in this other person's life. There's a little fishing village on the Pacific coast of Columbia with a river behind it containing fifty zillion perfect skipping rocks, accumulated over the millennia in front of a population who had never though to try skipping them. And now there's a batch of kids, teenagers now, who know how to do that thanks to that "English" couple who rocked up unannounced that one time, stayed at Linda's house, bought fish from the guys on the beach and sometimes spent their evenings sharing un-refrigerated beers with the locals in front of the depósito. If you ever find yourself just about off the map someplace, I'd recommend making the effort to step over the edge once in a while to see what's there.