Tired is
the word that best describes today. As has become customary at the weekends, we piled into the back of Ruben’s
truck yesterday and headed for the tiny surf town of Canoa for happy hour at
Bambu followed by happy hour at Surf Shak followed by happy hour at Coco Loco
and then danced until we were dripping with sweat and sore of foot. (I’d like
to point out that I only actually took advantage of the first happy hour and
then sensibly stuck to water for the rest of the night. I’m getting old.) The
weekends certainly provide some welcome relief from the farm, which, although
in itself a great experience, is very isolated and can get a little tiresome at
times. I’m currently forming plans for the week after next, when I’ll be taking
a few days off with Nicol before heading out to the Galapagos to meet Natasha.
A trip to the craft market in Otavalo is top of the list, then it’s off to the cloud
forest in Mindo for hiking, waterfalls and tubing down the river. Woo hoo!
I’m afraid
I don’t really have an awful lot to report this weekend; more classes; more
digging; more rice and beans for every meal; more bat poo on my mosquito net
every morning. I’m hoping to have lots to tell you about next week though, so
watch this space. Oh, the power went out on Tursday, so there was no running water.
It was fun bathing in the river instead :) Hope you’re all well, and thanks as
ever for the comments and mails!
