Tagged: Cheap Accommodation
July 21. Bogota to Medellin. Beer is the same price as water in Colombia. Surely that and the hot weather is one contributing factor to why it is a third world country. It is always warm enough so that if you do not work to make enough money to cover your rent, you will not freeze to death. With no pressing need to make sure you survive the winter, you might as well drink beer instead. I decided to pull...
Cotacachi: Inti Raymi Party of the Sun. June 30. Part 1: I met a random person in the Otavalo post office today who told me through my broken Spanish that there was a huge fiesta taking place in Cotacachi, a village 15 minutes away. Never interested in missing a party, I headed for the town on a $0.25 bus. Cotacachi is an almost entirely indigenous Ecuadorian community and it took me hours to find out what the peculiar festival taking place...
Quito to Otavalo: San Antonio Rock Festival. June 28. A man spends his whole life hoping that the most beautiful woman at the scene will stare a hole through him with her eyes. Then on those rare occasions when it actually happens, it scares the hell out of him. My confidence was not prepared. And I like to think that I am a pretty brave and self-assured person. Some days, a man just does not have it… My Mexican friend Maya,...
Mitad del Mundo and Intiñan Museum June 27 It took two buses and 90 minutes to get to the Equator line (Mitad del Mundo) from Quito, but both buses were only $0.25. New Mexican friend Maya from the hostel came with me for a hang out day and we took a lot of fun pictures right on the equator line; hand-stands, reverse crab, each in a hemisphere, the usual… When we bored of that we decided to try some science...
Galapagos to Quito: Cold Weather is Toxic to My Skin. June 26. On the bus ride to the airport for my Galapagos to Quito flight, there were no seats left. The bus was actually leaving about 15 minutes early because it was already full and the only place to sit was on the bus step next to the chubby mid-50’s Ecuadorian bus-ticket lady who was the wife of the driver. As the bus pulled away to get to the airport...
Isla Santa Cruz to Isla Floreana – Fantasyland? June 21. My nickname, Beaver, is ‘Castor’ in Spanish, French and Portuguese. It is the only name I use here in South America. I never use a last name and treat my first name like I am Elvis or Madonna. In South America you have to write your name often on tickets, and with no surname usually the man calling names from a group list smirks when he calls out only ‘Castor.’ ...
Isla Santa Cruz to Isla San Cristóbal: Consistent Animal Entertainment. June 16. At 8am, I went to get on my boat to Isla Floreana and I was told that it was cancelled because there were not enough people on it to make the trip. That was after the morning boat to San Cristóbal had already left. So, I hung out at the fish market for about an hour to watch the fiasco taking place with the sea lions, pelicans and humans. ...