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Published: November 12th 2009
We are in Banos now, after a very long day yesterday getting here from Puerto Lopez, almost 13 hours on three different buses. We arrived after midnight last night, found a hostel and awoke this morning to towering mountains and a clean, friendly, beautiful town.
A little back log of the trip thus far to catch you up:
We left Lima Peru after a few days in Miraflores. We met a Frenchmen there who offered to take us paragliding, for free! We met him the next day and he was able to take Danielle up for 45 minutes, flying around the city and steep ocean banks but alas, when it was my turn.... the wind died! We was great to see her get up into the sky, not to mention saving 45 dollars. We headed North to Chiclayo where there wasn´t much for a couple of tourists except lots af strange stares from the locals. It is Perus third Largest city. We stayed for two days and jumped on another bus to Mancora. We slept through our stop and arrived in Tumbes, about 100 km too far. Since Tumbes sucks, we took a taxi back to Mancora, a hang
loose, surfing resort town. A llitle too cool for us even though we stayed for a few days while our Malaria pills kicked in before we entered Ecuador. We swam, watched a kite surfer eat it on the beach, and discused politics with a Finish guy. Nice town, but we were excited to get out of there. Unfortunately that meant getting on a night bus, going through two border checks, two police shake downs, all on a bus with no suspension. It was a VERY long night.
Eventually we arrived in Puerto Lopez, A nice quiet (except for the roosters) fishing village. Good food, nice people, pretty boats. We went to the poor mans Galapagos and saw tons of blue footed boobies, frigat birds and snorkekled with green sea turtles and an assortment of tropical fish. The next day we decited to test our luck and jumped on board of a slightly dilapidated open fishing boat with Calone our captain. His 1985 yamaha out board managed to die four time while fighting 5 foot seas and maneuvering around large rocks and steep cliffs. But we did manage to catch a sierra fish (kind of liike a tuna) and over
a dozen small tropical fish including two moray eels and a puffer fish that grunted.
We brough the sierra fish and one little red one back to the hostal and cooked them up for ourselves and some of the other tourists staying there. The meal turned out well, although we ate late due to a vegetable scavanger hunt, trying to add to the fish and rice we already had. The next day we went to the fish market to see some of the "mosters" that came in from that nights fishing. But we were a little late so we packed up ouyr belongings and heading out for Banos after five fun days.
until next time, Oliver (Danielle)
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dirtyfeet
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oh dear
oliver, i think the gods are intervening so that you never make it up paragliding: twice now the wind dies on your turn. Or maybe its just a sign you need to be less of a gentleman next time and push your way to hte front. :) glad you guys got the blog up, hope you do more entries than we managed to do