8-4-11
I decided to travel by myself to Cuenca —the third largest city in Ecuador (the order is Guayaquil , Quito , Cuenca , from largest to smallest). I took the night-bus Sunday night to head 8 hours away from Quito . Before that, it was a relaxing Sunday where a Frisbee was thrown around in the stadium and afterwards we watched the finals for soccer in Lumbisí. Of course, pool was played on our way back to our house. It was a little nerve-racking trying to figure out the bus situation and what not to get to Cuenca , since I was going to be traveling in the dark by myself for hours at a time. I took a taxi to the huge bus station in Quito where I found the bus I was supposed to take (there were about 7 leaving from that station going to Cuenca anyhow). This was also a stressful situation because I arrived to the station only 15 minutes before a bus was going to leave. After standing behind people who were taking forever to buy their tickets, I overheard a man ask if there were anymore tickets for Cuenca . I heard the dreaded answer- “no”. Instead of freaking out, I followed the man who had asked the question (because obviously he was going to Cuenca as well) and we ended up getting tickets for another bus company that was leaving “ahorita”, which means “right now”; so we run to where our bus and settle down next to each other. I didn’t sleep very well on the trip, I think because of nerves, and also I was close to a guy who was snoring pretty loudly (and I think he was the only one snoring).
I arrived in Cuenca at 7 AM on Monday morning; 2 hours earlier than expected. The man who I was sitting next to on the bus helped me get a taxi to my hostel “Cafecito”. I was showed to my room, which is a big room with two bunkbeds and a single bed- mostly sharing the room with guys. We share a half bathroom (community showers are available down the hall) that has hot water and great water pressure! I met the only girl in our room (Anita) and she said she was going to eat breakfast that would be served in our hostel, then going to Ingapira—the Incan ruins. So, we ate breakfast together (with unlimited coffee refills) along with two other guys from our shared room. It was so nice to have to be forced to meet people in the hostel I was staying in. I wouldn’t have reached out to these people if I had my own, private room. We pretty much all clicked right away and those were the people I traveled with to different locations around Cuenca . I was a little afraid about sharing room with strangers, but those strangers turned out to be great friends. So, Brandon, Anita and I caught a taxi that would take us to the bus terminal to get on “Transportes Cañar” that would connect us to “Tomba” where we would end up in Ingapirca. The two-hour bus ride was incredible and I fell in love with all of the grassy mountains surrounding me. Ecuador is such a beautiful country that I still haven’t taken for granted! The views still take my breath away. Ingapirca wasn’t as impressive than I had imagined it, however the Incans are pretty incredible building things when their technology wasn’t near as advanced as it is now. Their precise “measurement” with all of the big boulders being cut and put together in a square-like fashion, without needing anything between them to hold them together is pretty amazing.
After getting back into Cuenca and resting up a bit, the 5 of us from our shared room went to a Colombian restaurant where we could partake of a delicious, authentic meal. Mine was a thicker-like tortilla (reminded me of pita bread) on the bottom, with shredded chicken and vegetables on top. After dinner, me and the boys headed to a place called “Cacoa and Canela”, which served home-made hot chocolate. “Chocolate España” (hot chocolate, cinnamon, and meringue (eggs whites?). If that wasn’t a busy enough day, we finished the night playing pool together at the “Wunderbar”, located on the river that runs through Cuenca .
Cuenca, Ecuador |
A few of us from the hostel singing Karaoke at a bar next to our hostel |
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