One of the best things about our stay in Quito was that it coincided with the annual QuitoFest celebrations and the whole city was fiesta mode, with party buses prowling through town, blaring salsa music while scores of festive Ecuadorians boogied along on-board, on the sidewalks and in the street. Every park and square had…
With my birthday very fast approaching, we headed to another beach town called Canoa, which we hoped would be a bit livelier than Puerto Lopez. It certainly was; we arrived into a town in the midst of a weekend-long, town-wide party celebrating the town’s centenary (or something along those lines). The streets were closed to…
Next up we headed through to Riobamba, a large town an hour or so from Baños, where Brad had organised us another mountain biking expedition. We met with the manager of Pro-Bici Tours at his office, on the 2nd floor of a fabric and haberdashery store, to discuss our upcoming descent of Mount Chimborazo, then…
Our arrival in Ecuador was miserable. Our very-semi cama “overnight” bus dumped us at the bus station in a town called Loja at 4.30am, with no onward buses to our destination of Vilcabamba for at least another hour. On top of this I was suffering some gastric issues and spent that hour alternating between…
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