Hotel Coco Rico
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... for some lunch (another casado as they are by far the most filling and cheapest option) and were going to explore some more when it started to rain. We took shelter in a nearby empanada shop and had a coffee while we waited for the rain to go ease off. It rained most of the afternoon so we didn't do much. Probably a good thing as we have a 4:00am start tomorrow ...
... trying to have Joe enjoy his vacation too. So, off we went to drive up to Rincon de la Veija National Park, only to have to turn around one kilometer from the park headquarters because of the terrible road conditions. We drove a Toyota Corolla car on rocky, potholed dirt roads for 38 km and we should have rented a 4X4 instead. What a major disappointment to have to spend a total of five hours driving, only to turn around one km from our ...
... here over the weekend and had now moved house but done all our washing here, absolute lie and I couldn't really get across what I was saying. He then went and got another guy who I assumed would speak English but instead he just scowled at us while I tried to again explain again in Spanish. What's the point of going to get someone else if they can't add anything to the situation? Dumb *****. So we just left and went back to ours, sorry washing police we've ...
... even the neighbouring Lago Botos, an old crater now full of rain water
which was totally enshrouded in low cloud Oh well, it can’t all be sweet
A big plus though was what should pull into the volcano car
park just as were preparing to leave was another white Defender, also right
hand drive, and bearing a number plate from Jersey of all places. Next to it
stood its solo occupant, David Priddis, with whom we had a chat ...
... we’d met the night before, with their Belgian friend whose name escapes me, let’s call him Ludolf.
‘Get much sleep?’ I asked. It had been a rowdy night, I hadn’t slept much as a result and these guys were staying the dorm so it can’t have been better.
‘Did you not hear our dorm’s story?’ Ollie asks me. So apparently one of the newly checked-in Canadian guys staggers in at 2:30 or so in the morning ...