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  • Day186

    I had basically no expectations for Ecuador. It was the country between Colombia and Peru so I didn't want to skip it but that was all I knew when I crossed the border. I had made a reservation at the secret garden in Quito as Luis had told me he was staying there and decided to figure everything else out once I got there. On the bus to Quito I got a message from Luis saying that he had left to Baños. I'm used to travel by myself but after my Ahayuasca adventure in Mocoa I had actually been looking forward to talking to someone familiar about it. So I was a little upset that no one was waiting for me in Quito.
    When I arrived to the hostel I started questioning my decision to go here: the reception was on the 5th floor in the bar area. Not being used to the altitude walking up 5 flights of stairs was actually super exhausting. I left my backpack before climbing the final spiral staircase that led up to the rooftop terrace. Up there everybody was drinking, music was playing loudly. My room was just below the terrace and in there it felt like sleeping in the bar area. Is this what I wanted? I was super hungry as I hadn't eaten properly all day but the hostel didn't serve food anymore. So I went to a little restaurant across the street. When the food arrived my grumpy mood was lifted. The hummus and homemade bread was delicious.
    When I got back to the hostel it was after 11pm. The music had been turned off and everybody in a party mood had left to the clubs. I went to sleep and when I got to the rooftop the next morning I was completely convinced by the hostel: the view over the city was amazing. They had cheap but really good breakfast. I met a group of 3 guys in my room - Brad, Tommy and Eliott - and suddenly it didn't matter anymore that Luis had just left.
    I spend my first day just strolling around the old town and walked up to a lookout point with views over the city and all the way to some snow covered mountains surrounding it. The lookout wasn't in a touristy area. I found it on a map and just decided to walk up there. I was doubting my decision for a moment when I realized that I had to take some really quiet streets bit once I found a streetfare with people eating on the street and realized the lookout was right outside a school I felt safer. I actually liked to see this more authentic part of the city.
    At night we had dinner at the hostel. They had a big net extending the terrace in which we were lying with a bunch of people. It was pretty cold as soon as the sun was down but we protected ourselves against the cold by using all the blankets we could find and just getting closer together.
    Like the night before they turned of the music at 11pm and everybody who was in a partymood jumped on the partybus. We stayed behind and went to bed around midnight - I'm really not the biggest party person while traveling.
    The next morning the 3 guys left for one night to Quilotoa. They tried to convince me to join them but when they said "We might run the 14km from Chugchilan to Quilotoa as practice for their hike up to Chimborazo I figured they might not be the right company for me hiking. And I didn't feel I was done with Quito yet so I decided to stay behind.
    I went to visit the middle of the world instead (extra post). After another dinner on the rooftop with a bunch of girls I met that day we all signed up for the free walking tour the next morning. It was a really nice and informative tour. It was nice to actually learn something about this country, its history and culture. We learned that the last president gave the Galapagos islands to China as security for some money they lent for oil pipelines in the Amazon. All hope is on the new president to change this arrangement or pay back the money soon. I guess no one wants to see the Galapagos actually going over to China.
    The tour went on for over 4 hours including a typical lunch in a market. Afterwards I went to an artisan market to buy me a warm poncho for the cold destinations lying ahead of me. I was planning on buying something cheap but after I touched an actual alpaca poncho I couldn't go back to lama anymore. So after I spend ages in the stall of a nice lady I couldn't do anything else but buy that one. I got it for $24,- which was the cheapest price I found in the market for similar ponchos and I liked that once she realized it's a decision I have to make with myself she left me alone - she probably knew I would come around at some point.
    Brad and the other guys came back to the hostel that day and we spend another night in the net with to many people and to little blankets. Luckily now I had my new poncho to keep me warm.
    Early the next morning I left to get to Quilotoa by myself to do the hike at a more decent pace.
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  • Day187

    Once I had decided not to join Brad, Tommy and Elliott to run from Chugchilan to Quilotoa I decided to go to Mitad del mundo - an monument on the equator to mark the middle of the world instead as a nice daytrip. I met Janice on the roof during breakfast and when she said she also wanted to go there we decided to venture out together. It was easy to get there by public transport. We took a city bus to the northern bus terminal and from there another bus to the entrance of the monument.
    There were some informations about the french and spanish people who measured the middle of the world and we learned for example that the equator is actually 5km wide because the middle of the earth shifts gradually. But like most people we basically just went there to take stupid pictures crossing the equator line.
    We had heard that the Inkas had actually already known this to be the middle of the earth and that their measurements were more correct. Apparently you could go to a second site to find this spot. We asked a security guide outside the monument and he laughed but told us to take a bus to Calacali, some town nearby. There we would find the original spot. We went to that town and found a miniature version of the monument in a park in the center of town. We walked around the park for a while measuring our position with our phones to find the actual equator line. We made it to 0°00'00.01 which should be pretty close. We got some snacks here and talked to this local guy who was wondering how we had come here - there was no other tourist to be seen.
    I told the girl who did the walking tour in Quito the next day about our trip and she was also pretty confused how we ended up there. The point the Inkas had measured is just a few hundred meters from the big monument. The place we visited is where they moved the first monument build on the spot the french measured when the big one was build. It's still on the equator line but it's not more accurate than the other one. Anyways, we had fun and enjoyed our trip to Calacali.
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  • Day190

    The original track to Quilotoa is a 3-4 day hike with overnight stops in small towns along the way where hostels offer accommodation including dinner and breakfast. To do this I would have to leave my big backpack in Latacunga and then go on the trek with my daypack. But as I wasn't to sure if I was up for this I had decided to go to Chugchilan with all my luggage and to Quilotoa as a daytrip from there. Chugchilan is the last town along the trek before Quilotoa. I talked to a few people in Chugchilan who had done the hike and decided to actually do it the other way around. Take the early morning bus to Quilotoa and then hike partly around the crater lake and then back to Chugchilan. Main reason for this decision was that there wouldn't be a bus bringing me pack from Quilotoa to Chugchilan and I would have to pay a taxi. But the fact that hiking from Quilotoa to Chugchilan meant mostly walking downhill was an welcome fact as well.
    The hostel in Chugchilan was nice and as the other places had dinner and breakfast included. As I had to leave with the only bus the next morning at 6am they provided me a care package for the hike instead of breakfast. It got freezing cold as soon as the sun was down and almost everybody went straight to bed after dinner as it was the only warm place. My bed came with 4 blankets! This kind of freaked my out but going under the blankets wearing long pants and shirts I didn't get cold at night. The next morning I put on all the close I had - tights, leggings, jeans, shirt, long sleeve, 2 jumpers and my rainjacket. I could barely move but at least I wasn't cold. When the bus dropped me of in Quilotoa the little village was still asleep. The sun had just come up and the only ones I met where horses and donkeys. I walked through town towards the crater and the view of the lake inside the crater was amazing. I first walked along the crater counterclockwise for a bit to get to the highest lookout point. From here I turned around to walk around clockwise along the crater till the point where the path towards Chugchilan was. The color of the lake was unbelievable vibrant. I couldn't stop taking pictures. That's probably why this part of the hike took me the longest. I spend about 2 hours along the crater including breakfast on a bench overlooking the lake. Luckily it got warmer and warmer the higher the sun got and I could soon start taking of some layers of my clothes. Once I left the crater I got to a point where I could choose between the "secure" or the "adventurous" route. As everybody had recommended I took the "adventurous" route. I first walked down the volcano along a path leading through fields till I got to the little town of Guayama. A bit further I came to a lookout point overlooking a steep valley between me and my destination on the other side. As I had talked to a few people who had done this hike the night before I knew what was gonna come: a steep path leading down into the canyon. Down there I would have to cross the river and climb up again on the other side. "Even if it feels this can't be the right way, keep on going! You gonna make it. We all did."
    I liked this part of the trek a lot. I was partly sliding down the sandy parts on my butt and got so much sand in my shoes but it was fun. Climbing up on the other side in the deep sand was quite exhausting but luckily not to far. After a while the normal path started of again and I could just walk the remaining half an hour up to Chugchilan easily.
    I met my first alpaca along the way and a big black pig. But not a lot of people and only one other group of hikers going the other directions. I got back to Chugchilan around midday and treated myself to my first magnum ice cream in a long time (for some reason they had a lot of magnum ice cream everywhere in Ecuador so this was the first of many ;)).
    Most of the people in the hostel had changed as almost everybody does the 3 day hike and only stays one night in each stop. One german couple was still there and we decided to travel to Baños together the following day. At dinner we started talking to the other people at our table. One of them had this amazing idea for a bar he wanted to open in Barcelona. He didn't want to tell me what was so special about this bar but in his mind "people will take flights just to get there for one night!". I offered him my service as an interior architect. Let's hope one day I will be in on this amazing project!
    The next morning we took the same 6am bus to get out of Chugchilan. We were supposed to stay on the Bus till Latacunga but when we reached the turnoff for Quilotoa where I had gotten of the day before the Bus suddenly breaked a I felt us hitting something. Looking out of the window I saw a car standing on the other side of the street. The side of the car was quite damaged but luckily the driver wasn't hurt. Immediately after the crash both drivers started blowing their horn non stop. The little village that had been completely dead the day before around this time came to live and everybody came running - including little kids and lots of dogs. Everybody looked at the 2 cars and everybody had something to say. People were basically just shouting at each other.
    I hadn't seen what had happened but apparently the car had pulled onto the street in front of the bus and the bus driver just didn't want to give way to the car and didn't bother to break in time.
    There wasn't any police or anything just more and more people showing up. I think the dogs had the most fun. They ran around everybody happy that something was happening. It didn't look like we would be moving anytime soon.
    Luckily another bus pulled up that was going from Quilotoa to Latacunga. We jumped of our bus stoping that one. Most locals stayed on the bus though. I guess they didn't want to pay another $3,- for the second bus. But I didn't care. It was freezing on the bus and I didn't know how much longer we would be standing there. The second bus brought us to Latacunga safe and sound where we changed to another bus to Baños.
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  • Day191

    I had seen so many pictures of other travelers on the swing of the "casa de arbol" in Baños that I knew I had to go to that swing. But I realized quickly that there is a lot more to do in Baños.
    When I got to Baños I checked into a hostel which had good reviews and was supposed to have a social rooftop terrace with amazing views. It did have a rooftop but unfortunately the hostel wasn't social at all. I spend the first day walking around town checking out offers for horseback rides from different tour agencies. There were tons of agencies and they all had signs for horseback rides outside. But wherever I entered they tried to convince me to take another tour instead. Apparently horseback rides were not really popular and they couldn't guarantee me a tour.
    Back at my hostel the rooftop was still deserted. At least there were a few people in my room. But they were a group of 4 traveling together and weren't really interested in making new friends.
    As it was raining heavily I decided to have dinner in the restaurant connected to the hostel. It was an Arabic place with a fireplace in the center. You had to take your shoes of and sit on the floor. It was a nice and cozy atmosphere for a place cold and rainy like Baños. Hostel guests got a free Canelazo - a typical Ecuadorian hot drink with cinnamon and sugar cane alcohol. I had a nice dinner and spend some time writing my blogg.
    The next morning I met Ryan in my room and he was complaining about the same thing I was: that it seemed just impossible to meet people in this hostel. We decided to go to another hostel together and ended up spending the next two days together.
    As I couldn't convince him to do a horseback ride with me I let him convince me to rent bicycles instead. We did the complete ruta de las cascadas - a 19km long route along several warefalls and other attractions. Luckily the road goes downhill most of the way and you can take a pickup truck with your bike on the way back. It was raining on and of all day but never to bad so we kept on going. There were lots of ziplines crossing the river along the way but we only did a cable car which was crossing towards one of the waterfalls which was pretty cool.
    Usually I'm not to impressed with waterfalls anymore. Most of them are kind of the same. But the Pailon del diabolo (devils cauldron) was massive! There were 2 tourist sites to get the best views of the waterfall. The first one didn't have the view from above but you could climb (and had to crawl) through the rocks on one side of the waterfall till you were almost behind the waterfall. We were soaking wet when we came out of this. As we didn't want to miss the view from above we ended up going to the other site as well. Here you would climb into the area from above and end up on a plattform really close to the waterfall where you had tons of water crashing down right next to you.
    There was one more waterfall to visit after this and as the sun was finally out we decided to go there as it was the only one where you could go for a swim.
    Ryan chickened out in the end but I at least had to get in the water for a quick dip.
    As soon as we came back up to the street it started raining really heavy. So we were happy to find a guy with a truck who drove us straight back to the place where we got our bikes.
    Our new hostel was a lot nicer and had a bar and restaurant to meet other people. After a hot shower and a pizza at a nice but simple place someone had recommended to Ryan I chilled here for a while before going to bed.
    The next morning we got up super early to get to the thermal bath before it got really crowded. Turned out it's already pretty crowded with locals at 6:30am. The bath was nothing fancy but I liked the hot water pools a lot. They are all outdoor located right next to another waterfall. The main pool was pretty warm but there was one pool that was extremely hot. I almost felt like I was gonna faint. But to shower of with ice cold water from the waterfall helped.
    As the sky cleared up nicely that day we decided to finally head up to casa de arbol for the swing. Up there I learned the history behind the treehouse from another girl (even though I dont have proof that this is right). Apparently the treehouse was build to observe Mt. Tungurahua, the nearby active volcano. One day the seismologist got bored one day and added the swing to the treehouse for diversion.
    Today there are actually 4 swings. 2 are attached to the treehouse (one on each site) and 2 more are just setup like a over dimensional swingset next to it along the chasm. It turned out most people go there mostly for the purpose of taking a picture on the swing. They would get of as soon as there someone had taken the perfect picture. I actually enjoyed the swing itself a lot. The feeling of flying over the edge of the mountain was incredible! I went on all 4 swings. The ones by the treehouse were watched by guards who also pushed you and made the swing turn for more fun.
    Ryan took his job as my photographer really serious so even though this wasn't the main purpose I'm happy to have tons of pictures of me flying away now.
    I was going to leave that night to Canoa. As usual they told me to get there one hour ahead of time to secure my seat on the bus. But after I had spend long hours in bus terminals because I got there early I decided to be a little less german. I had dinner with Ryan at the nearby pizza place from the night before and just walked over to the bus terminal about 9:30pm for my 10pm bus. Turned out the bus was fully booked by now 😬 Luckily there was another bus leaving an hour later which should still get me to Guayaquil in time for my connection to Canoa. But now I again had to spend more than an hour at the bus terminal waiting for my bus...
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  • Day194

    In Canoa I met up with Luis and his friend Ryan. It was nice to know I would be around people I knew as I didn't really know what to expect from the small surf town Canoa in off season. But as it turned out the hostel was really social and a nice place to get back in the water. But the absolute highlights were their two puppies! I couldn't stop cuddling them.
    As they overbooked their dorm rooms I got an upgrade to a little private room with my own bathroom for the price of the dorm.
    We hung out at the hostel the first day catching up and only went to town for dinner.
    There was a nice couple volunteering in the hostel and I went surfing with them the next morning. The waves weren't perfect but I was happy I was able to catch some and had a lot of fun - and that's all what surfing is about.
    The hostel had a shared BBQ that night for which everybody was supposed to bring something. As most people were preparing salads and other vegetarian dishes we decided to buy some chicken. As it turned out this meant we had to go to San Vincente the next town. We caught a bus and after the guys had a quick lunch we went to the market to buy a whole (dead) chicken. It came with feed and intestines but we told the lady from the market she could keep that. Luckily she also cut the chicken in its parts which made it a lot easier for us.
    When we got back to the hostel everybody was already busy in the kitchen. It was amazing what people were preparing! There were lots of salads, skewers, prawns, hummus, fresh french fries, quesadillas and lots more!
    It was a really nice night with everybody eating together!
    The next morning when I got ready to leave I suddenly felt the earth shaking. As I was by myself in my room I wasn't sure if I had just imagined it. But when I came down for breakfast the guys asked me immediately: "Did you feel the earthquake?"
    Later on the bus a guy next to me told me that the "terremoto" was measured 5.7 in the next town. That's how I got to know a new word. terremoto = earthquake. At least I thought I learned a new word. Turned out later it needs a few more occasions for me to remember a word properly.
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  • Day196

    Just before I jumped on the bus in Canoa to get to Montañita I got the message from my mum that my aunt had died. I knew this was coming but it still hit me to realize that I wouldn't see her again. It's not easy getting messages like that when you are far away from home having no one familiar around.
    I was traveling with Luis and Ryan and knowing about the situation of my aunt had been one of the reasons I wanted to catch up with them. But in the end I didn't feel close enough to them to share this news. I pulled back and found a quiet spot in the back of the bus. I started writing an email to my aunt and remembering the last time I met my aunt made me sad but also helped. Once we got to Montañita I knew I had to function somehow. Unfortunately Montañita and the hostel we had booked was not what we had expected. Canoa had been a bit cloudy and cold at nightbut Montañita was completely grey and rainy. As the streets here weren't paved everything was muddy. And our hostel was kind of dirty with a small and cramped communal area. Definitely not the place to lighten up my mood. As the guys also didn't like the hostel we walked around checking out a few other places. Also we wanted to go on a tour the next day to Isla de la Plata which is apparently the poor mans Galapagos (but I heard that about a lot of places). But I couldn't make up my mind. I knew I didn't feel right but probably this had nothing to do with the weather or the hostel. In another mood I might have liked it.
    After a hot shower I made my decision. I wouldn't go on the tour as I probably wouldn't appreciate it anyways. And as I didn't wanna spend another day in that hostel I would change to a hostel a bit out of town right at the beach which was a lot more spacious and had lots of nice areas to hang out. This meant I would split up with the guys as they were going on the tour and wanted to change to a nicer hostel in town. But it didn't really matter right now.
    The new hostel was really nice. They had 2 donkeys running around free on the grounds and a blue footed bubi that was injured so they took care of it till it could fly again. The blue footed bubi is one of the reasons people go to Isla de la plata so I knew I had made the right decision when I met the little fellow.
    I met some nice people at the hostel and spend a lot of time talking to Julius from Hamburg but also took some time by myself and finished writing the mail to my uncle. It really wasn't easy to put something like that in writing but like I said earlier it also helped a lot.
    The hostel had Cannelloni with spinach and ricotta for dinner. I hadn't had spinach in forever and really enjoyed that meal!
    Even though this hostel was a lot nicer then the first the cloudy weather still wasn't really appealing so I decided to leave the next day to make my way to the coast of Peru where the sun was supposed to be.
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  • Day198

    According to Lonely Planet the bordercrossing from Ecuador to Peru is the sketchiest one in whole South America. It's recommended to not do it independently but take a bus that goes from Guayaquil in Ecuador directly to Mancora (or any other town in Peru). The bus then drops you outside the immigration office to get your passport stamped and takes you across the border. I knew there were different busses leaving from Guayaquil but didn't know the exact times. So I decided to just go there to see at what time busses where leaving and then stay the night if I had to.
    I got to Guayaquil around midday and the only busses were leaving either early in the morning or late at night. I didn't wanna do the bordercrossing overnight as that would mean getting of the bus around 3am to get my passport stamped so I bought me a ticket for 7am the next morning and decided to stay the night in Guayaquil. Julius had recommended a hostel which was cheap and located close to a stop of the metrovia (townbus). After dropping my stuff at the hostel I wanted to check out what Guayaquil had to offer. I walked about 15 minutes through dirty streets till I came to the center with a little park full of iguanas and some old buildings. 5 more minutes towards the river I came to Malecón 2000 - an urban renewal project focusing on the old Simón Bolívar boardwalk overlooking the Guayas River. There were a few historical monuments, fountains and lookout points along its way but all in all nothing special. I think the nicest picture I saw on my walk through town were some old guys sitting on little tables close to a market playing cards for money.
    Back at the hostel I met an English guy who had the same impression of Guayaquil and we went out for dinner together. The girl from the hostel recommended a Chinese restaurant which might say a lot about the quality of local food in the area.
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  • Day115

    In Cusco haben wir ein Paar aus London getroffen, welches im Nationalpark Cotopaxi ein Voluntariat gemacht hat. Sie schwärmten von der Aussicht auf den Vulkan und wie toll das Hostel und die Aktivitäten dort seien. Dort gibt es kein Internet, man ist irgendwo im nirgendwo und hat alle Mahlzeiten inklusive. Es gibt eine Kompostiertoilette mit Aussicht auf den Vulkan und einen Jacuzzi. Das klang ganz nach unserem Geschmack und wir buchten uns für 3 Tage und 2 Nächte in einem kleinen Häuschen ein.

    Wir werden morgens in Quito abgeholt und erreichen 2 Stunden später das Hostel Secret Garden im Cotopaxi Nationalpark. Der namensgebende, schneebedeckte Vulkan ragt auf der gegenüberliegenden Seite des Tals dramatisch 5897 m in die Höhe. Das Hostel selbst befindet sich auf 3450 m und die dünne Luft lässt uns die Dinge wieder etwas langsamer bestreiten.

    Mittags starten wir auch gleich zu einer kleinen 2 stündigen Wanderung zu 3 Wasserfällen. Wunderschön gelegen und herrlich versteckt. Den Rest des Nachmittags verbringen wir mit netten Gesprächen. Gar nicht so schlecht wenn es kein Wifi gibt...

    Am nächsten Tag brechen wir zu einer etwas längeren 6 stündigen Wanderung zum Berg Pasochoa auf 4220 m auf. Was die Wanderung zusätzlich erschwert ist, dass​ wir den kompletten 12 km langen Weg in Gummistiefel bestreiten müssen, da an manchen Stellen oft teils 30 cm tiefer Schlamm ist und man sich seine Wanderschuhe komplett ruinieren würde. Als wir den Gipfel erreichen hat es sich leider ein wenig zugezogen. Dennoch hat man einen schönen 360° Blick über den Nationalpark auf der einen und der Millionenstadt Quito auf der anderen Seite.
    Wir beide sind glücklich den letzten hohen Gipfel unserer Reise gemeistert zu haben. Wandern in Südamerika ist nämlich, neben tollen Ausblicken, immer mit vielen Höhenmetern und dünner Luft verbunden.

    Am Tag der Abreise bucht Marcel eine Hängematten - Tour und Lisa bestreitet ganz neue Pfade und begibt sich hoch zu Ross. Circa eine halbe Stunde vom Secret Garden lernen wir unsere Weggefährten für die nächsten drei Stunden kennen. Ganz lässig erklärt uns der Chagra, wie die Cowboys hier genannt werden, wie einfach es ist, auf ein Pferd aufzusteigen, es zum Traben zu bringen und wichtig (!) wie man es zum Halten bringt. Das schönste Pferd namens Bronco natürlich für die Dame der Gruppe, tatsächlich besteht der Rest nur aus Jungs. Ganz so einfach wie es beim Ecuadorianer aussieht ist es dann nicht, aber wir schaffen es alle beim ersten Mal ohne Hilfsmittel aufzusteigen.
    Ganz schön hoch hier oben und ein kleines mulmiges Gefühl schleicht sich ein. Dieses ist jedoch wie weggeblasen, als sich Bronco in Bewegung setzt. Absolute Freiheit und vollstes Vertrauen in das Pferd und die eigene nicht vorhandene Fähigkeit.
    Unsere Pferde folgen eigentlich die meiste Zeit dem "Alpha-Pferd", aber manchmal meint Bronco in Galopp zu fallen, wenn ihm eines der anderen Pferde zu nahe kommt, es bergauf geht oder Lisa ein Foto oder Video machen will. Also nicht nur das schönste, sondern auch das impulsivste Pferd abbekommen. Wenn man sich aber an die Charakterzüge erstmal gewöhnt hat, macht es einfach nur noch Spaß. Immer noch besser, als ein Pferd zu reiten, welches ständig fressen oder die anderen Pferde beißen will 😀. Wenigstens haben die Reiter dann die Möglichkeit ein paar Bilder von Lisa zu schießen.
    Die Landschaft, durch die wir 15 km traben, ist einmalig. Es geht durch Flüsse, wunderschöne Grassteppen und manchmal hat man den von Wolken umgebenen Cotopaxi im Blick. Wahnsinn!
    Zwar hat man nach 10 Minuten im Sattel schon das Gefühl wie nach 40 km Fahrrad fahren, aber nimmt man für diese schöne Erfahrung gerne in Kauf.
    Wir legen noch eine kleine Teepause mit Bananenbrot ein und galoppieren am Ende zurück zur Koppel. Da muss man tatsächlich nach Südamerika fliegen, um auf einem Pferd zu sitzen. Das war definitiv jeden Dollar wert!
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  • Day108

    Aujourd'hui nous sommes partis pour une journée plongé sur le site Leon Dormido. Un site connu pour y voir tout type de requins 🦈 dont le requin marteaux. Nous etions super excité et un peut anxieux. Apres un bon petit dej nous sommes allés récupérer notre matos et sommes allé sur la jetée. Nous avons rencontré le groupe de snorkling qui a partagé le bateau. Nous avons fait aussi la connaissance de Carlos notre master Dive. Par chance la mer etait parfaitement calme et nous sommes partis sous le soleil. Carlos nous a fait un débriefing pour nous remettre tout en tête puis nous a expliqué tout les signes représentant les animaux que nous pourrions voir... bcp de requins. Après 40 min de bateau il etait temps de se mettre à l'eau. Ariane avec sa combi de 7mm a eu du mal a descendre il a fallu lui ajouter un poids pdt que j attendais seul a 5m pas très rassuré. Enfin nous voila parti dans les abysses sublimes des galapagos, et ils nous ont gâtés. 7 requins de recifs a pointes blanches et noirs nous ont accueillis et nageaient au dessus de nos têtes. Un requins marteaux est venu sur nous pour virer a gauche a qqs mètres de nous, on a un peu flipper car il est venu de derriere sans que le guide voit et c etait notre première rencontre. On a vu des tortues de mer des parrots fish, 5 eagle ray nageant au dessus de nous puis une vue de dessus. Bref une incroyable premiere plongé. Apres un repos de 20 min sur le bateau nous sommes repartis pour une deuxième session. La lumiere du debut était incroyanle etnous nous sommes retrouvés dans un banc de poisson aux belles couleurs ainsi qu un bancs de baracuda, nous longions un mur de avec des jolies coraux. Un magnifique et flippant requins galapagos a nagé En dessus de nous. Puis nous avons eu un passage a vide mais la visite finale du requin marteau lors de nos trois minutes de décompression a magnifiquement cloture ces deux plongés. Nous avons eu le droit a un bon dejeuné sur le bateau avant de debarquer sur une des plus belles plages de San Cristobal . Après le bateau nous sommes allés prendre l apero sur playa man avec des bieres et un couché de soleil, les loups de mer nous assurant le spectacle avec leurs loopings. Une journée incroyable qui donne envie de passer plus de temps ou de revenir un jour dans ce coin de paradisRead more

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