Beginning of Cuenca
Trip Start
Oct 23, 2008
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Trip End
Dec 18, 2008
As the guide book states, ¨Cuenca is a beautiful colonial city -- white stone buildings with red terracotta rooves¨ really quite beautiful. Our hostel was great. The courtyard was a cafe with hallways and rooms off of it. It was a great atmosphere for a great price. 12 dollars for the both of us... private room, shared bath. The town and hostel had a very relaxed atmosphere, made it very difficult for us to go do much of anything.
One of the days there, we took a bus a few hrs. north to Ingapirca, a very early Inca site worshiping the sun. It was really quite interesting, and we took quite a few pictures. As with most times, the bus just dropped us off on a corner and we had to wait for another bus to show up at some point and take us back to Cuenca. Public transportation in Ecuador is rediculous, probably harder not knowing spanish.
On our final night in Cuenca, we sat around in our hostel cafe, eating some dinner. It was happy hour, so we were having a few drinks working on our pitch game to 5000. It was pretty relaxing. Kali is ahead by 100 points or so. There were alot of Australians hogging nearly half the cafe --- being quite loud and obnoxious. More and more of them kept arriving -- taking chairs from other tables. Singing songs. Yelling shots, shots. All of the non-australians started migrating to one side of the room, while the others continued to swell and grow in size. One particular gentleman, it turned out to be his birthday, had a blow up dragon which was talking to everyone in the room. At the climax of the night this gentleman (I use this term loosely) climbed up on the table, while his friends sang happy birthday (yes, this is for you Cass). They pulled down his pants as they sang louder. Then his underwear as they proceeded to burn his private parts, both front and back, with the elegant candles from the cafe tables. I love people from Oz.
We left the next morning for Peru. Kali ate an entire Pineapple by herself in the bus station. Ecuador has done some crazy things to this girl.
One of the days there, we took a bus a few hrs. north to Ingapirca, a very early Inca site worshiping the sun. It was really quite interesting, and we took quite a few pictures. As with most times, the bus just dropped us off on a corner and we had to wait for another bus to show up at some point and take us back to Cuenca. Public transportation in Ecuador is rediculous, probably harder not knowing spanish.
On our final night in Cuenca, we sat around in our hostel cafe, eating some dinner. It was happy hour, so we were having a few drinks working on our pitch game to 5000. It was pretty relaxing. Kali is ahead by 100 points or so. There were alot of Australians hogging nearly half the cafe --- being quite loud and obnoxious. More and more of them kept arriving -- taking chairs from other tables. Singing songs. Yelling shots, shots. All of the non-australians started migrating to one side of the room, while the others continued to swell and grow in size. One particular gentleman, it turned out to be his birthday, had a blow up dragon which was talking to everyone in the room. At the climax of the night this gentleman (I use this term loosely) climbed up on the table, while his friends sang happy birthday (yes, this is for you Cass). They pulled down his pants as they sang louder. Then his underwear as they proceeded to burn his private parts, both front and back, with the elegant candles from the cafe tables. I love people from Oz.
We left the next morning for Peru. Kali ate an entire Pineapple by herself in the bus station. Ecuador has done some crazy things to this girl.
