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- Continental Breakfast
- Hot tub
- Free High-Speed Internet
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... and were headed down before reaching the top. I was pretty wore out afterwards...we all were. After the hike we were greater with a picnic at the "big house." Juan is the president of the community and organizes the home stays and activities. This was his house and he had quite the spread for us. I got to hear how great the horseback riding was and how treacherous the bike riding was. Following lunch, we watched ...
... non fare caso ai gringos che si aggirano per il mercato con le loro macchine fotografiche: sono troppo impegnati nel vendere, comprare e contrattare un quantità di animali da far impallidire un zoo. Maiali, vacche, cavalli, buoi, galli e galline, porcellini d'India, cani, gatti, oche, anatre, capre, pecore, e nel bel mezzo di questa caotica arca di Noè, un solitario lama dall'espressione perplessa che sembrava chiedersi "ma dove sono finito?"; la stessa cosa che ...
... and demanding, especially on a shoe string budget, constantly moving from place to place – though never more
difficult for the partner left behind, I imagine. I sympathize with feelings of spite and resentment, envy and regret seeing the other gallivanting in some foreign country, posting pictures of sunny destinations and lush green mountains, licking ice cream while you are “stuck” in whatever ...
... our three hours and when the time is up Paco is waiting. He takes us to one of his families homes to use the bathroom and them we are on our way again. Next is a visit to "Cascada de Peguche" (a waterfall). It too is beautiful and very powerful. All too soon it is time to make the two hour drive back home. Amb and I ask Paco to stop so we can buy Elena some roses…a dozen long stem roses (with no thorns) at just…are you ...
Tuesday the 12th of November began just like any other day of this trip. An early rise, quick breakfast, and then a deliciously sweaty bus ride with the locals. We met orange clad Miguel at the bus station. He was to be our fearless leader as we braved the challenges of the infamous Ecuadorian rainforest. Armed with fruit loops and snickers, we left the small town of Tena to take yet another autobus into the depths of our adventure.