A weekend in Cali, the salsa capital of the world, somehow turned out to be quite quiet and relaxing. Maybe what I failed to realise is that they take dancing very seriously, not just as a drunken passtime. The first night was quite fun, though my participation was not an active one, but all the clubs closed at the ridiculous hour of two, the same time that clubs in BA would be opening. Not losing hope with Cali despite all but four people from the hostel left o...

Returning early to Quito from the Jungle, greeted only by the multidude of drug dealers that linger around the hostel, wasn´t the best start to the end of my stay in Ecuador. Finding out there was no space in the hostel we stayed at before, we moved down two door to the hostel populated entirely by Spanish hippies. In fact, the colourful rooms and large portions of breakfast were very pleasant. I had planned to return to Quito and be proactive and sort out v...

Deciding to be slightly adventurous after a unproductive couple of days in Quito, I decided to ignore the many tours offered for the rainforest and instead stay in a remote cabin in the jungle owned by a man by the name of Don Silverio after finding out about him from another traveler. After persuading some poor unsuspecting fools to put their trust in my vague plan, we set off to Coca to try to get a river boat to Limoncocha. It turned out that we would have to ...

Quito has been a lot of fun if not the most culturally enriching period in my travels. I have been watching lots trashy gameshows in the hostel such as the American version of The Price is Right, which I would recommend if you enjoy watching overexcited Americans jumping around a brightly coloured studio. Shame as Quito is renowned for having beautiful colonial buildings and I have yet to venture more than ten blocks from the hostel. One excursion that I did mak...

I did make it to Mancora despite stretching time to its limit. About 15 minutes before I was supposed to arrive at the bus terminal, I was just about finishing my lunch at a cheap restaurant in Lima. Very quickly my situation became clear and I was immidiately in a taxi back to my hostel to pick up my bags. As my Spanish became incomprehensible in my rushed state, the only way I could get the taxi to wait for me was to rudely order the girl I was sharing the taxi...