Adventures in Merida
Trip Start Jun 06, 2006
62Trip End Dec 01, 2006
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For the first couple of nights in Merida we stayed in a more upmarket posada called Posada Los Bucares (50,000 bolivares per night)as none of the backpacking places sounded nice
My travels so far are going wonderfully fine! Iīm having a ball but my dear body is paying for it all!. So after much post poning due to illness and rain, Stan and I finally went canyoning and paragliding on the same day. The canyoning was great fun, a bit scary in the beginning but once I trusted the rope I was flying, well repelling actually. I presume you know what canyoning is but in case you donīt its basically walking through a mountain river and then repelling down the waterfalls. So there were three water falls and two jumps that we had to do. I was however too scared to do the first water fall and the second jump but I managed the rest. As always, I will blame everything on my dear husband, isnīt that the point of marriage? What happened was that Stan went down on the first waterfall and itīs like lowering yourself into a gushing waterfall not knowing where you will end up or how much water you will have to drink before you emerge again. Stan being wonderfully brave went first into the great unknown and screamed and shouted a bit when he had the force of the entire river upon his lovely head
The paragliding on the other hand was sedate compared to the canyoning even though I was flying among the clouds in the mountains at a height of about 3000 metres above sea level, attached to a piece of huge plastic with lots of multicoloured nylon strings in a bucket seat which was strapped to the pilot. You would think scary, but it actually isnīt if you donīt think about the various things that could wrong and how human beings really canīt fly. To be fair though, it is something that everyone should do once. Iīve been parasailing before and now Iīve been paragliding and the next will be skydiving I think. "I believe I can fly, I believe I can touch the sky" or at least try anyway!
Today, however I cannot even walk down the stairs without grimacing at every step I take. The simplest of actions are great feats achieved by me. I have not felt such pain in a very long time but it was all worth it and it goes to show how unfit I am
While watching the football match between England and Sweden (which was a draw unfortunately) we met two mad backpackers and ended up drinking cuba libres with them and then checking out the night life in Merida on a Tueday night. We actually managed to find a bar that was open and had a dance floor playing hard core heavy metal music. It was quite a surreal experience watching young meridians head banging to songs they did not understand. After one too many a cuba libre we tottered over to our posada stopping en route for a delicious burger which had fries in it rather than on the side.
The next day we went on the teleferico, which is a cable car that takes you up to a height of 4765 metres in a matter of an hour. The weather changed throughout the ride and it was bloody freezing at the top with snow and everything. Unfortunately, it was very cloudy after the second stop of the cable car so instead of seeing gorgeous views we were floating through clouds and thought we had ended up in the twilight zone. It was still worth the experience even though it was a fairly expensive one.