La Piedra Hotel Bahia de Caraquez

... spending a precious hour of hanging out time in a crowded bus to get to the next place and back...)<br><br>We also met up again with the couple we were travelling with in Bolivia there and it was really nice to catch up and see what they had been doing since we had "split up". So theres really not much to say about what we didi all day - just hanging out on the beach or in the hotel hammocks, eating lots of sea food, enjoying happy hours... Good times :)<br>

... met back up with them for some (apparently famous in town) street burgers. They were decent. At a dollar a piece and being good sized, they weren&#8217;t bad at all - but still not sure if they warranted the hype. <br> Perpendicular to the beach and one of the last streets in town, there were a bunch of vendors making mixed drinks-juices, betides (smoothies made with milk-not yoghurt), and alcoholic beverages. I asked on guy if he could make a Mojito, one of my favorites. He could ...

... but I have to say we were very nervous, because when he left (in barefeet and with his 5 year old son in front of him in the saddle) people were saying we were crazy to let him on the bike....but everything came back OKI and we were right to trust our instincts with him....<br><br>We got to meet a lot of the locals there in our two-night stay. Its a place we want to come back to and spend a lot more time....maybe its the place we will end up moving to....<br><br> <br>

... where you work!!!. Had a bit of a look through Bahia, its a pretty small beach town on a peninsula. There was an earth quake here about 8-10 years ago and there are still abandoned apartment buildings, its a little creepy. Apparently its too expensive to demolish them so they just sit there. We walked along the beach and acquired a dog, it was so desperate to play ...

... and feeling weaker as the day starts to close, i begin to feel faint. Gravity increases as if i was on Jupitor, nausea feeling takes over, muscle tension, body aches, sweats, bone aches, chills, eyes ache, really about everything aches. The owner left for the weekend and his father is watching over the hostel. I have been the only person staying here at the Shaka for the past week. It seems father Carlos doesnt mind people over to ...

... slopes, the other noteworthy aspect of the valleys was their verdancy - lush, dense greenery concealed every square centimeter of the surfaces that weren't either vertical rock or recently exposed by landslides. What made it even more incredible was that unlike Ireland, where the greenery famously comes in forty different shades, here they made do with just one particularly green hue. Not that this made it uninteresting, as the sweeping monotony amongst the wispish, low ...

... money and I'm good to go." Well, I was perhaps a little overly optimistic. I have not pinned down the exact reason for it, but apparently trying to pay for anything without exact change is akin to tempting a cat into a bathtub filled with cold water. Here is a typical scenario: Scene: I want to buy a couple yummy-looking breakfast pastry for 25 cents each. Hand vendor a five dollar bill. Response: Sour look, a bit of quick Spanish-slangy discussion with nearby ...

... critters dig into you skin and lay their eggs in your skin, you kind of act like as the host for these flee like critters. For the record, I never actually showed a sign of the disease, but just about everyone else in the house was full of the scabs. In order to wipe this despicable disease off the face of the planet drum house, an extensive routine of body cream application, showering on special times, and washing absolutely everything in the house was needed. If it ...

... machetes for tree plantings is so far removed from the work that I am accustomed to, that it is much closer to therapy then it is as a job. In fact, I would not be the least bit surprised if at some time in the near future, yuppies bogged down with the burdens of middle class life and a growing sense of the world being ambivalent to their lives leave the day spas and weekend getaways for the jungle, machete in hand. The beauty of the therapy is in the ...

The cab ride from my hostel in Guayaquill mostely consisted of me complimenting the women of Guayaquill and my cabbie making geastures clearly indicating intercourse. It´s always easy to talk to men about women. At the bus station, which is also a giant shopping structure I find myself imedetaly lost. There are a lot of shops, none really look like ticket booths and I have this giant pack on with all my gear in it. Its also about 80 degrees in ...