Day: 424
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Two days ago we returned home, beat up and weary from the last three months on the road. The next morning after arriving home in the middle of the night I was sitting on the couch, when my step dad, Mike, asked me; “This seemed to be your hardest trip yet, huh?”.
I sat there [...]
Day: 363
Cuenca to Loja – 6 hours in a over-crowded bus with small children constantly sneezing on Felicia.
Loja: – 6 hours sitting in the bus station talking with some Brit medical students, waiting for the night bus.
Loja to Puira (Northern Peru) – 9 more hours sitting in the dark, with a five foot tall [...]
Day: 362
I am about to get on a bus to spend the next couple of days crossing Peru, so i don´t really have much time to put stuff up today, and I don´t know how many more days until I´ll update again. Soon, though, I promise.
Day: 361
All day we’ve been hearing rumors of a Good Friday, Jesus parade, but could never nail down the exact time. It supposedly started at 3pm, so we wandered our morning away, checking movie times for the evening shows after the supposed parade (during which time the city turns into a large mass). Then deciding to [...]
Day: 360
After getting into Cuenca late last night we chose the first hostel we could find, which ended up putting us next to a busy all-night club; which wasn’t excessively conducive with sleeping until roughly 4am. This morning first things were first and we changed to a mellower (and cheaper) place and set out [...]
Day: 359
Remember Argentina where it seemed every week or so I spent an entire day on a bus and my blog would hit a little lull? Well, welcome back to South America with me! It´s a huge continent and the roads suck, essentially turning to mud at the first sprinkling of rain.
After standing out on [...]
Day: 358
I can barely breath, my lungs are burning and screaming for the thin air with the scant amount of oxygen it contains. I’m now sitting at 5000 meters (16,500feet) and wonder if it might have been a better idea to stay with Felicia at the refuge and drink hot chocolate, about 200 [...]
Day: 357
We didn’t get up to much today. After booking a bike ride down the worlds highest active volcano for tomorrow (19,500 feet), we made our way down to the Panamerican and flagged the first bus to take us to the nearby town of Latacunga; where not much was going on. The most exciting part [...]
Day: 356
This morning we woke up to beautifully clear skies with the Volcanoes that overlook Otavalo in the background. Unfortunately we planned on moving south to the worlds largest active Volcano, Cotapaxi, which sits roughly 19,400 feet above sea level. We grabbed a taxi down to the Panamericana highway and quickly flagged down a bus [...]
Day: 355
(I uploaded a larger version than normal of the picture above because I think it says a lot about todays tourism, have a click)
Saturday in Otavalo is market day; and market day begins by dragging squealing hordes of piglets to the animal market to sell or trade for one of a thousand other animals. [...]
