Casa Mediterranea
Travel Blogs from Mancora
Living the good life
... en het rode kruis en heeft ook haar eigen stichting voor moeders met baby's die hun kindje zelf niet kunnen voeden; de baby's krijgen dan 9 maanden lang flesvoeding. Haar verhalen waren allemaal erg bijzonder en indrukwekkend, dus misschien toch maar overwegen om alsnog naar Iquitos te gaan (ik had dit eigenlijk geschrapt omdat het 'te ver van mijn route' ligt). Dinsdagmiddag ben ik vertrokken naar het busstation, om te beginnen aan de 19-uur durende rit naar Mancora. Ik ...
Marvellous Mancora!
... our group eating there! Most of the group have experienced some sort of dodgy stomach so I think we're all craving good, simple, healthy food!
After lunch we head to the beach to digest, soak up some sun & cool off in the sea. Mancora has a totally relaxed feeling to it, time just flies away as you're relaxing & taking stock of where you are, where you've been & what's still to come! After a few hours we head back to the hotel to meet the rest of the group - ...
A laptop, a guitar and an idiot.
Another mighty effort to drag ourselves up for an early bus into Peru. As time progresses it becomes apparent that to do this at night would have been pretty damn stupid. Although the border crossing itself is the fastest and most hassle free I've experienced so far, arriving in the arid town of Tumbes feels sketchy. Doing this in the dark with no idea where to stay the night would have been asking for trouble. Paddy doesn't hesitate to rub it ...
Cuenca to Mancora via Huaquillas
... greener and flatter, we are definitely out of the mountains and into a tropical climate (90 degrees, 80% humidity). We pass through Tumbes (an unattractive border town) and drive along the Peruvian coast, pinching ourselves: are we really in Peru? The landscapes are very unusual: on one side there is the Ocean and beaches, on the other very dry and colorful canyons that remind me of Arizona. We cross a series of ...
Mancora Peru and the Torture Bus to Lima
... to get into the seating area is. Not being 4 ft 10 my knees had to hang out to the side a little. EVERY time someone opened the door (including to get to the bathroom) it would smack into my knee waking me up. This happened about every 20 minutes. Words can’t do this part of our trip justice. It was probably the most miserable travel day of my life. Competing only with every single time I come home from Vegas. The bus ride from Lima to Cuzco through the Andes Mountains for ...
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Amenities
- Restaurant
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Beach