Máncora, Peru
Waking up on the bus a few hours from mancora it felt great to see the welcoming site of the ocean from my window seat.
I heard previously all the rave about the mancora Loki hostel so as I was traveling alone at this stage I had planned to jump on the band wagon certain I'd probably run into somebody I knew. I didn't make it as far as reception ! I think the first person I saw was Christine, Danish girl I worked in lapaz. Then Andy! My good English mate that I ...