Rodas Hosteria Termal Banos

... and laughed like a child when we hit the first set of rapids, with William screaming "fast forward, fast forward, inside! inside! back to positions!, forward!, forward!". This was madness of a new kind and I truly felt like I was on the high seas with a crazy hooked captain waving his stick around at the back while the waves crashed over the boat, and his minions thrashed around trying to get the boat in control. Aye aye captain! Aye! <br><br>About an hour in we ...

... when another guy also grabbed hold of him and I realized what was happening. I moved toward them but suddenly the third guy who had been sussing out whether Rocio had anything valuable stepped in front of me. I didn´t catch what he said at first because my attention was on Nathan, but he put his hand in his jacket as though he had a weapon. I´m sure he didn´t, it seemed like a fake action but not worth betting mine or Nath´s lives on! Without really thinking I handed over my little ...

... café to look into booking flights later in our journey. We plan to fly from La Paz to Santa Cruz, Bolivia, sometime in November.<br><br>At 6pmwe descended on the thermal pools in Banos, Agua de La Virgin. They cost $2 for adults, and $1for children. The baths were on the edge of town aside a tall waterfall. <br><br>There were three pools, one steaming hot, one medium and one cold. It was busy, filled with locals and tourists alike. We alternated between all ...

... and reminds us a bit of Norway. The locals call it 'A little piece of heaven'.<br><br>Tuesday, we went mountainbiking along the cascade-route. This route has a length of 61km and goes through different cascades and tiny villages. The first obstacle was a tunnel we needed to pass. It was very dark inside so we didn´t see where we were going. We were also afraid of cars that might pass. People are driving insane here so we were not ...

... my swims, and it took a tole on my stomach. I spent the next 24 hours in bed and sprawled out on the bathroom floor, while max, marshall, and josh went for a mountain bike ride down the avenue of waterfalls. I am feelin alittle bit better this morning, but still alittle queezy. My body is building up resistance to the bugs of this continent, and I will be stronger from it. I will probaly take it easy today, and hopefully be recovered fully by the weekend ...

So Banos pretty has everything that an adrenaline junky would need to get by for a few days, the average traveler could go for months. ATVs to waterfalls, class 5 rapids for rafts and Kayaks and week long halucinagenic jungle treks. We did none of the above as they were either too expensive and take more time than we have, or we heard about them after doing it the normal hum drum way. Regardless the waterfalls were ...

... into our food quest, at the exact second I passed under a balcony some horticulture-loving biddy above took it upon herself to water her plants and soaked my shoulder with muddy water. Our quest was also in vain as bizarrely lots of restaurants were closed; after walking in a fruitless loop, we arrived back at the hostel and settled on Monday Blue once more. I was ravenous by this point, and as tortilla wraps were only $2, decided to order two ...

... traffic. As one vehicle squeezes by, it suddenly starts going off, fireworks sppewing around in circles on the bottom level. It's an amazing display of light (though we won't get into the safety ramifications) and the pyrotechnics slowly work their way to the top of the windmill, culminating in shots going off in all directions, even into the crowd. We cower beneath a vendor's umbrella for marginal protection until the fireworks end. Odd ways of celebrating these folks have...

... 20 mins before upgr*ding to * double room, it w*s only *bout 5 quid *nd one h*s to be c*reful of the s*nd flies (it will l*ter become *pp*rent how *ttr*ctive this r*mbler is to *nything remotely bitey *nd flyey). Sp*g bol w*s the me*l of choice on our first evening *nd lovely it w*s, cooked *s it w*s on the big g*s cooker jobs. A c*mpfire w*s lit on the be*ch *nd I st*yed up with * couple of the l*ds ch*tting *nd h*ving * few vino tinto's til *bout 2 ...

... of the moanies (ooh cracks appearing you say?) went out for dinner and as i was bored and it was a sat night, i put on some slap, which of course meant that i couldnt not stay out beyond the promised one drink. we ate in a cuban restaurant and then went to Wunderbar for the bestest mojitos yet and then on to a club called zo which i had to be bribed into by the promise of a wear of the leader´s camel leather jacket (no look is good finished off with a comfy fleece ...