La nariz del Diablo

On Saturday morning we took the bus from Banos to Riobamba (it was at Banos bus terminal where a group of women tried to distract me and steal one of the backpacks - unsuccessfully) then we caught another bus to Alausi.

Alausi is a very small town famous only for the train ride, we dumped our bags at the hotel and walked to the train station to book our tickets to ride down the 'devils nose' on Sunday, only to find that all three trips on Sunday were fully booked. The man agreed that it was possible that some people may not turn up for the 11am trip and that we could try our luck - we agreed to do this and walked to the bus station to book our tickets to Cuenca for Sunday but when we get there we're told that there are only two buses leaving Alausi, one at 6:30am and the other at 9am! 

Hotel Europa at 06:15 on Sunday morning

Abs and I decide to cut our losses and get the 6:30am bus to Cuenca - this was clearly not our week.

See you in Cuenca!

Raine x

Early bath

We arrived in Banos at about 4pm on Friday and when we saw the novelty dragon train coming down the road towards us and the stalls of inflatable toys we knew that we had made a dreadful mistake.

After a quick chat we agree to leave

We decide not to stay for the three nights that we'd planned but catch the bus to Alausi first thing on Saturday morning so that we can ride the 'devils nose'.

See you there!

Raine x

"They're easier to spot than monkeys"

We arrived in Lagro Agrio just after 6am on Monday morning and we were picked up by our tour guide a little after 9:30 for the second leg of our trip, 11 of us boarded the minibus for the two hour ride to the river - and after a quick lunch stop our mode of transport changed from road to river and the next three hours were spent in a canoe on the amazon.

I don't know why but when we booked our trip to the jungle I must have been so caught up in the thought of all the wildlife that we were going to see that I didn't think about ALL of the wildlife we were going to see. It wasn't until our guide told us not to be scared of the spiders and tarantulas that I remembered that spiders the size of cats live in the jungle. I will be forever grateful to Abby and Linda (the 'Mum' of the group) who tucked me in at night to ensure that the spiders couldn't get me!

Our room-mate

Each day in the jungle was action packed, the highlights were seeing Cayman (easier to spot than monkeys), wearing shorts with wellies (a first since 1976) and the flying fish which occasionally landed in the boat, sometimes flew straight over and on more than one occasion smacked someone in the face.

Practical they may be but louboutin's they are not....

The lowlight, the spiders.....

Abs and I agree, we're not cut out for jungle life.....

Eat, Pray, Love

On Sunday our bus to Lagro Agrio was scheduled to leave at 11pm and so with time to kill we visited the Indios market, the walk along Amazonas, which is the main road through Quito, is nice on a Sunday as it's closed to cars, encouraging 100's of cyclists to take to the road.

After the walk we were thirsty and decided to go for a beer, having completely forgotten that you can't buy alcohol in Ecuador on a Sunday! Our hostel shared the legal loophole with us; if you buy food it's possible to get a drink, a burger and a beer it is - we bumped in to Steve who'd just completed a night hike to the summit of Cotapaxi and was also in need of a beer so the three of us headed to Foch Plaza.

With several hours still to kill, we settled down in the sitting room of our hostel and watched: Eat, Pray, Love - which I hadn't seen before, by no means an Oscar worthy film but a great story with travel at the heart of it.

A very appropriate 'chick flick' for us to watch on our travels.

Raine x