Vilcabamba
8 - 11 April
We finally relaxed, and set our nerves at ease after a traumatic border crossing, in Vilcabamba. On recommendation from a Kiwi couple in Mancora we jumped in a taxi, and showed the driver the card for Izcayhumba Hostel "the luxury of a hostel at the cost of a backpackers". However, he unfortunately deposited us at the wrong place on the other side of town and had already driven off by the time we realised. Politely we looked around the 'wrong' place, using the excuse that we wanted a pool to say no, and the lady phoned a taxi for us. Luck was on our side that day and we had to laugh when the same taxi driver arrived to take us to the correct place. We didn't think it was out of line to refuse to pay for his mistake and Nicky was not afraid to tell him this - in unbelievable spanish! On arrival at the Izcayhumba we were met by Hubert, the receptionist, and most eccentric German ever who told us all the ins and outs of the hostel...
The hostel, built and run by ex-travellers, catered for every need - huge fluffy towels, free mineral water, and all day breakfast - stating that when they had been travellers they had never made it to breakfast at the set times, so thought it was important to have all day!
The hostel diningroom looked over a fabulous view of the lush green valley and mountains.
Here we met Heidi, from the USA, who was suffering from a severe case of verbal diarrhoea after not seeing any gringos for a good few days...
Day one we borrowed the hostels 'skadonks of a mountain bikes' with dodgy brakes and gears that hardly changed and attempted riding into the mountains. Here the bug got the better of Gayle and the cycle ride ended with a trip to the pharmacy for antibiotics...
The following day we hiked the Mandango Walk with Heidi, and Isla, an Australian travelling around South America on a motorbike (Che style). Was a great walk with beautiful views over Vilcabamba. Spent the afternoon chilling and relaxing and then left for Cuenca
the following day. We were really touched when we were told by Heidi that we were the nicest and funnest girls she had met on her travels! A great few days chilling and trying to get over "the bug".
8 - 11 April
We finally relaxed, and set our nerves at ease after a traumatic border crossing, in Vilcabamba. On recommendation from a Kiwi couple in Mancora we jumped in a taxi, and showed the driver the card for Izcayhumba Hostel "the luxury of a hostel at the cost of a backpackers". However, he unfortunately deposited us at the wrong place on the other side of town and had already driven off by the time we realised. Politely we looked around the 'wrong' place, using the excuse that we wanted a pool to say no, and the lady phoned a taxi for us. Luck was on our side that day and we had to laugh when the same taxi driver arrived to take us to the correct place. We didn't think it was out of line to refuse to pay for his mistake and Nicky was not afraid to tell him this - in unbelievable spanish! On arrival at the Izcayhumba we were met by Hubert, the receptionist, and most eccentric German ever who told us all the ins and outs of the hostel...The hostel, built and run by ex-travellers, catered for every need - huge fluffy towels, free mineral water, and all day breakfast - stating that when they had been travellers they had never made it to breakfast at the set times, so thought it was important to have all day!
The hostel diningroom looked over a fabulous view of the lush green valley and mountains.
Here we met Heidi, from the USA, who was suffering from a severe case of verbal diarrhoea after not seeing any gringos for a good few days...
Day one we borrowed the hostels 'skadonks of a mountain bikes' with dodgy brakes and gears that hardly changed and attempted riding into the mountains. Here the bug got the better of Gayle and the cycle ride ended with a trip to the pharmacy for antibiotics...
The following day we hiked the Mandango Walk with Heidi, and Isla, an Australian travelling around South America on a motorbike (Che style). Was a great walk with beautiful views over Vilcabamba. Spent the afternoon chilling and relaxing and then left for Cuencathe following day. We were really touched when we were told by Heidi that we were the nicest and funnest girls she had met on her travels! A great few days chilling and trying to get over "the bug".
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