95% of the time, David and I travel fast. Because we’re constrained in time off from our jobs, we try to see as much as possible in a very condensed amount of time. This typically results in us spending a couple nights here, and a couple nights there; never spending much time in a single place before jetting off to our next destination. However, Paramaribo, Suriname was a game changer for us. The city grabbed hold of us hard as soon as our tiny prop plane sputtered into Zorg en Hoop, Paramaribo’s domestic terminal. On our short cab ride from the airstrip (it is an international airport by technicality – it has two flights a day to and from Georgetown, Guyana – most of its traffic is to and from Suriname’s dense jungle interior) we saw places of worship from no fewer than four world religions, dense jungle flora the likes of which we hadn’t seen previously, and wonderfully intact examples of Dutch colonial architecture.
There’s a long list of cities David and I have grown to love over the course of our travels: Sarajevo, Bosnia, Sofia, Bulgaria, Riga, Latvia, and Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan come to mind. But we didn’t linger in any of these as long as we did in Paramaribo. Reflecting on our time in Parbo, as it is known affectionately, there wasn’t one single thing that made us fall in love with the city. But rather, we fell for the sum of its parts. Read more