Grandmare & Bungalows Mancora

... The place was clean enough, but the mosquitoes were a force to be feared and on top of that there were ants in the bed. So, we consequently ended up getting half of our money back and proceding to stay in a much nicer place than necessary, though the location is central, and we met a really chill couple from Oregon. We dined in a place ...

... I had a good night and we all got pretty drunk! I even learnt some Israeli swear words which will come in handy im sure.<br>I headed back to the hostel with Coty, and we hung out the rest of the night. She had managed to get a room to herself somehow. I think she told the guy at the desk she wanted a girls only room and not to put anyone else in there unless they absolutely had to. Dont know how I got into this no boys room though, must just be my ...

... be and a little rockier than it looked. After taking a few cautious steps into the middle Ben and I finally sat down and were waist deep in mud. Kristen followed soon after and since the damage was already done we began to cover ourselves in the runny orangey-brown mess. It wasnt long until we had a bit of a mud fight and were covered from head to toe. It was at this point that we became the center of attention and we asked to be in several photographs. I ...

... of the hostal an into town, if you happen to be part mountain goat; or as I am discovering on this trip with each hike we do, live in South America paths like this are no problem. <br><br>I mentioned before that Kristen was coming down with quite the cold, her eyes and her nose were running faster than she could wipe them away. So before we headed off for surf lessons we went to the local Pharmicia to find some relief. It was there that we ...

... the bus depot and we were all told to take our luggage and get off... After much talking aload in Spanish by our tour leader and the bus company we found out the there was a strike 10 minutes down the road and the protesters were not allowing traffic through, no one had any idea how long the strike would last for, all we could do was wait in the depot!!!<br><br>Eight hours later we left Tumbres and gingerly passed through ...

... We went to a top class steak house with them and headed back to their hostel drinking for the night- crazy enough place called Loki- Loki is a branch of hostels around South America and are well known for thier all night parties and madness.<br>Wed was again on the beach and we had to eat Wed night under candle-light as the whole towns electricity went-was mad really that a whole town can go out.<br>Thursday again we relaxed and booked our bus ticket for the following day which was ...

... ice cream in the heat, and I bought some jewelry on the beachfront. We got a hold of Esdhers, who was in Piura, and headed down on Saturday to hand off a laptop that Andy carried over from the States for him. It was so late when we arrived into Piura on Saturday that basically we only had time to see him off at the bus stop as he headed back to Cajamarca. <br> After he headed off, we wandered around city in search of dinner, and found the best hamburger joint ...

... and realised I had really hit my neck and head falling, the pain was quite bad and I went to bed. Probably not the best thing incase I had a concussion but luckily I didn't. I woke up the next morning still vomiting and so we decided to go to the hospital. This took a while as it was really hard to sit up for any period of time. Also I now couldn't move my neck and head much because of that pain. Woo! <br><br>We took a cab to the hospital and I stayed overnight. Found ...

... met an aussie bloke who wanted to go surfing with me. We talked to a couple of locals and found out that there was a break about an hour down south in a little town called lobitos. When i say little town i mean small, really really small! The population where we were staying was about 10. So my new aussie friend and i decided to take a local bus to the town and then a comvi taxi to the town. It was my first time with ...

... We stayed in that hotel for two whole days and three nights. We ate a lot of raw fish and drunk juices and pina coladas. In the second evening we decided to go to the mad springs. We got there by two trucks sometime after nine o´clock in the evening. It was thirty minutes away from the hotel. The springs were awful. I would call it a dirty warm water. Our drivers were smoking while we were in the water so that you can imagine the way back. We got last twice. It was realy interesting.