Kicker Rock, San Cristobal, Las Greitas

Please never let me leave

I was on a 2 day tour and decided to stay with the host family. This quaint welcoming little place was called Casa Becerro Puebla. It was owned and run by Marco and Theresa Becerro. They were the warmest host family i could hope for. They were efficient, kind, patient and fun. i eventually went from calling them "Madre & Padre" to just "Ma and Pa"It was so awesome. I had my own "bedroom" with a wonderful breakfast. Breakfast was served every morning at 7 when Ma (lol) would go to her unbelievable garden and pick fresh fruit for her starter salad ( guavas, apples, bananas, watermelon, and something else i forget the name of) Their casa was very close to the beaches and I literally walked to sunbathe and swim in various locations with the freshly bred sea lion colonies and giant sea turtles for 3 extra days. 

     Ryan eventually joined me after I did some post tour recon. The second day I went to Kicker Rock and swam the channel. The wet suit snorkelling began with a massive majestic sea turtle against the deep blue ocean floor. As the sun rays shone down between the jutting rock formation, I saw one. A shark. I was exhilarated . One shark emerged. So slick he was with his light grey exterior. Then there were 10! Then there were 30 !  It was truly one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen in my life. They feed on sea lions in the morning , and choose not to eat till they are hungry much later in the evening. There were 2 kinds. White tipped sharks and black tipped Galapagos sharks i believe. These are endemic to the Galápagos Islands. 

       After a truly amazing day snorkelling near massive rocks, my tour went to the most beautiful beach in San Cristobal hands down. It was a white sand beach that stretched across a beautiful cove . It was nestled between huge lava formed cliffs. There were even more colonies of sea lions. Many mothers feeding their pups. Then I walked by an awkward site of a mother feeding a pup almost larger than her.  Had to cock my eyebrow and be like ; geez buddy , you can actually fish for yourself now lmao you really gotta start thinking about leaving the nest. There were only scheduled groups of tourists to this boat access only, piece of paradise. The colonies were much more comfortable with their surroundings. And therefore much quirkier. It was at this point my iPod still worked and I played my ' track of the trip '............

........ - Tritonal, Still With Me - it reminds me of those that i loved I have lost and those my loved ones have lost and the beauty that surrounds me. At this beach, after this day, I cried happy tears to this song as i sipped on Caña. Like utter joyful and free exhilaration . When we had to leave, it was far too soon. I was left in tranquil state of awe . I returned back to the Casa Becerro Puebla where I was welcomed by ma and pa warmly once again. When Ryan arrived we went to a bay called "Cerro Tijeretas" this absolutely beautiful secret gem to snorkel where we got a private tour from my previous guide . It was unreal. Ryan saw his first sea turtle swimming gracefully and fearlessly. I was pleasantly approached by a very playful friendly sea lions with my friend Katy from Perth.  They danced around me in unison. the way they swim in 360 degree effortless freedom almost mad me cry again. The absolute freedom of their movement is mesmorizing. The younger ones stay to the side of their mothers and mimic the exact movement. Spins and everything. The one swam at top speed directly towards my face and stopped a half foot in front , and swam directly under me and through my legs while the other two criss crossed in front of me and spun simultaneously around me from left to right almost in figure 8's. Is that picturable? . After Ryan's first turtle one of them kissed  me underwater right up to my snorkel mask. I closed my eyes! (Lmao this was only because I figured it thought I got too close to the baby and it was coming to bite my face off) it then spun around my floating weightless body several times before doing acrobats away. It was completely uninhibited and if anything playing with me and giving me love too. In this location it a must to climb to the look out points and Frigate Bird Hill and go off the beaten path. it is hands down the best sunset i have ever seen in my life!!!! Just clear skies! And the glistening Pacific Ocean with colours that painted themselves in motion. I sat at the most jutting edge of the lookout point and stared down a very huge cliff I paid 0 attention to. The sun was complete zen. I am IN LOVE WITH THE GALAPAGOS!!!!! I never wanna leave. 

      The sea lions literally took over the town of Puerto Maquerizo Moreno at night. It was a sight to see. They crowded the pier and parks. They used the playground slides, they passed out on benches, and yelled all night. Haha it was a ridiculous sight to see. Lemme tell you. On Isabela island one was even laying on a backyard couch!. I am literally expecting one to be the boat captain or the tour guide next hahahah wowwww.  P.s. F the way certain locals treat them. There should be MUCH MUCH more awareness made towards this horrific situation.  Argh , but nonetheless I love them all and the gifts that their natural states brought to my world. 

       After leaving San Cristobal  I returned to Santa Cruz. Spent a few days here while we tried to book some tours. Everything was booked. So we decided to make our own day trips for free to Tortuga Bay again. And then Las Greitas. This is a grotto of a mix of fresh and salt water. It is a deep canyon shaped solid volcanic rock swimming hole. With huge cliffs to dive from! I mean jump, or flip or whatever. We swam around beneath the huge closed in walls and  watched the gutsy local boys do tricks . I decided to cliff dive so Ryan could film me with them. I swam to their water point of entry  to their high perch . It was then I realized what I was about to do. It was a almost straight up rock climb of small crevices you had to really grip with your wet hands. I had to watch a young local boy do it first so I knew where to hold and step. It was disturbingly slippery. After half way up I looked down to see my progress. Mistake. I got the no feeling, but was already almost there. I forgot that these were like 13-16yr old local boys! I am a 155 lb 30 yr old foreign woman! Lmao I am definitely not in the shape they were in. But I prevailed, and got to the top with a sweating grin of relief. I jumped with joy. So happy that Ryan filmed. But wait,....he actually didn't,......sooooo I had to go through this process again. The thrill of free climbing is amazing. As long as you have a safe way down. Because that is the sketchy part really. Water grotto was the best way I can think of. Lol really. 

      After this we went to our rooftop massive space in Hostal Lirios Del Mar. Beautiful rain poured down on us as we looked over the ocean bay of Puerto Ayora and the mountains in the jungle on the other side. I love these moments. So much. The rain is so cleansing. To the earth and many souls as well. Even if they don't know it ;). 

       The next morning we took a water taxi to Isabela island. The drive was IN-SANE. Just wow. We rode the top, just as planned. The Captain was the shit!!! He was not only pleasant, but a 25 yr vet of the rough seas. The seas were incredibly intense. The sky was red that morning . Very red.  And ya know what they say about that. Well it's true! The swells were huge. I had to hold on for dear life once again as to not completely fly off of the top of the  speedboat. Only this time I finally had Ryan with me ! Making it much more fun and just an experience to remember. Feeling absolute pity for the poor souls who were down below (which was everyone but us). But not those onnthe outer back. those inside the cabin. The captain let Ryan and I steer the boat for pictures sake. And not only this. At one point the captain gave me a quick tap on the back and gestured towards his chair. Then he waved goodbye and crept down the ladder to the bottom deck!!!! I was like wtf?! Omg! So I jumped in the captains chair and steered the thrashing speedboat of like at least 20 passengers through the Pacific towards Isabela island! Steering through giant swells of sometimes 5 metres high! Jesus Christ. In the rainy weather and the aggressive water and my exaggerated imagination it was the 'Perfect Storm'  lmao all we could think was ; "what must the passengers below in the  deck think while the captain uses the baño, and chats with the boat skipper?!"  As they thrash over and over in nausea? Hahaha that no one is driving the boat at all? Because I am 100% positive they were definitely NOT thinking that I was the only one driving it. But fml that was definitely the case. Loving life I am.  Wow . We arrived in Isabela with happy grateful hearts. Rattled and excited for more. 

       

Galapagos Intro

Oh and I forgot to mention that at the last unmentionable hostel the shower electrocuted you when you touched the extremities, and the walls were literally being broken down around us! We came back to a pile of rubble up to our shins, directly pressed onto our door. Of concrete! Lmao the dustpan was clearly not doing the job . ;). Thank God we had plans to move on. .......

.....on a MUCH more positive note........I also forgot to mention the funny t-shirts we encountered at the Macchu Picchu base town of Aguas Caliente. One was Cuys and Roses. Cuy means Guinea Pig in Spanish. (Some , ummmm interesting and totally disturbing menu pictures is all I will say on that topic)it was a shirt with the Guns and Roses logo with Guinea Pigs playing in an 80's rock band. Amazing! And the second was the Peruvian Crooks and Castles gangster wear. It was called Criminales and Casa's . Haha beyond amaaaazing!

After a couple days at Santa Cruz, Galapagos. I decided to go on a 2 day tour to San Cristobal. The taxi's are mediocre priced. Reasonable I guess compared to COMPLETELY unreasonable  things that have been encountered. Hah the iPod is barely functioning on a skipped beat that switches songs everytime you get psyched for one. Maybe every couple seconds ,....maximum a minute. Better than no music. It heals the soul I find, even in sped up mood changes,.....( no comment ) lol the speedboat can vary. I rode the top to and from San Cristobal. The way there from Santa Cruz was about 2 1/2 hours. And was VERY bumpy. Luckily I was at the pier at 6:15 and had no time for breakfast. This gave me the up and up drastically. On top of the fact that I rode the top of the boat with the Captain. :) I just fumbled into this luxury by fluke, and it gave me insight into the only way to not get sick and get the absolute most out of your water taxi through the Pacific Galapagos inner islands. But beware. Depending on the specific boat, there may be no top at all, or there may be a rickety one which is 'life jacket recommended'. I could compare it to a popcorn kernal on a roller coaster. My muscles were very pulled from all angles just focussing on not flying off the boat or fracturing my tailbone on the crash landing from top of the  swell/s. And to be honest,....it was amazing!!! Much better than the extreme dune buggying. Wouldn't have had it any other way. No time for your mind and body to focus on being sick. Lol some swells are terrifying. Sometimes you think the boat is gonna tip over. But the thrill of the top of the speedboat is better than being nauseated with a large group of strangers, for 3 hours anyday. 

We  passed Isla Santa Fe on the way . I thought there may be hope for a rest or lunch or a anything but perma-thrashing. There was not . Lol but beautiful nonetheless . When we arrived in San Cristobal the sun was shining. The weather was sweet. And we went straight to a Sea lion refuge. The tour began with La Loberia. An amazing beach filled with breeding marine iguanas to start. They were trying to gain territory and mates, so I saw quite the fight happen between alpha males. They nod their heads as a sign of territorial, mating showmanship. They are much more colourful on San Cristobal. It's weird because the blood all over the rocks from the losing competitor was bright bright red. Like paint. Or graffiti. I am not sure if it has to do with the chemical element of the temperature of a reptiles blood in the warm air or what, but it was something to see. From there we continued on to where the sea lions breed in colonies. There is approximately one male for 30 females. So to see him doing his rounds at certain times is not only threatening but also amazing. You can't get suuuuper close to him out of fear of the unknown, but the mothers and grown pups are much less territorial. Aaaaand did I mention the babieszzzz?????!!!!  Paaahhhhh OH- MY-GOD are they ever cuuuute. It's almost too intense how cute they are. Juuuust so overwhelming. They look into your eyes with their big beautiful eyes. Like clumsy baby puppies with fins!  They play and bark and crawl over each other and swim with sea turtles. Wow . Just wow. You just want to hold them and cuddle them , but Ma's and Pa clearly wouldn't like that. So you keep the distance for safety. (Shhhhhh I pet ones little insanely adorable head, he was breathtaking,....not the Seinfeld kind)   . I got to swim with them and giant sea turtles too. Finalllyyyyyy. 

It was unreaaalllll. I was in awe all day. Especially when we went to the next beach. Where the sea lion pups were in a big cuddle puddle. Yeah, I just used that term.  It was Playa Punta Carola. Which is just up the path behind the wall from Playa Mann. 

The Journey Continues

From Montanita we went to Guayaquil to catch our flight to the Galapagos. We were the last to board,......[ collar pull,....who knew pssshhhtttt ] .  We flew into Baltra airport Galapagos where I snuck a pic or 2 before my Ipad camera stopped working completely. Dbl Yaaarrrrgh. We ended up staying at a place I will not even give the satisfaction of even web advertising whatsoever. The brother of the owner [who we thought was a random guy off the streets at the time] attempted to take my money first of all. NO BUENO. But luckily I am a  TDot chic and he was tracked down by the morning and dealt with so we got a free stay out of his stealings. We got stuck there for an extra night due to the sneakily early checkout time. We  continued to have colonies of ants, giant beetles. and mice. Ants and beetles and mice !!! OH MY!

But success instilled once again as the beauty of the Galapagos slowly melted away the negative Montanita trap of sorrow. Our first full day in Santa Cruz, we woke up early. Here we encountered our first grumpy morning sea lions at the pier. Haha They did not want us there, the Iguanas were cool though. wink wink. We walked to Tortuga Bay which was awesome. There are 2 beaches here. The first was the surfer beach. We hung out with marine Iguanas. That is something to see. These marine Iguanas are endemic to the Galapagos. They are only found here. To see an Iguana squiggle through the water is so pleasing for some reason. Probably because it is totally new. We hung with them for a bit while collecting volcanic rocks. And these little flocks of birds were checking us out like crazy. Its amazing how close they come. We continued our walk to the second beach which is the swimmers beach. Its crazy how it goes from big waves where talented young proteges carve artwork into the rushing water swells, to barely a movement on the other side of the sea turtle nesting dunes. We chilled here with the birds and the Iguanas for the day. Here we played hangman in the sand and swam with Iguanas in the hot sun while staring up at a volcano in the distant rainforest. Let me tell you ,......ya don´t do that everyday!!! The food here is amaaaazing. wow. Very expensive though. The whole damn place is. obviously. The next day we saw our very first Giant Tortoises at the Charles Darwin Research Center. They were absolutely incredible! Dinosaurs ! HUGE !!! moving sooooooo slow. haha And a breeding ground for all of the little baby tortugas. So cute. wow. Success once again.

success followwed by unsuccess

It has been awhile since my last post. I made a successful transfer on the amazing bus which I built up in my head to be sketchy. It was not at all. Like I mentioned earlier, Cruz Del Sur is a palace. The bus was quite alright indeed. A 32 hour adventure of life experience. The border agents were actually quite pleasant, and I did indeed hop out at Mancora and spitshine myself a hole to peek through. We arrived in Guayaquil at about 11;30 PM. Haha Unfortunately upon arrival not one single ank machine worked for us at allllll. A slight panic incurred. After much frustration and diligence at the mall we arrived at, we finallllllyy got a machine to work.
We continued onto Montanita with a great couple. Shout out to Curt and Dana! lol They attempted to help to transfer my pictures to my Ipad with an amazing device that my old, beaten Ipad would not accept. Yaaarrrrrrgh. Unsuccess. On top of that, in Montanita,.........alas,...........wait for it,............my brand new amazing camera and the memory card of our whole trip was stolen. Right from under my nose. Damn Caipirinha´s !!!! I lost almost all documentation of the most amazing experience of my life. So it is now up to my memory to recap these times and experiences through words and thoughts. Montanita is this awesome surfer town. Small, crime ridden, but so cool and beautiful. The most amazing sunsets I have ever seen. Wish I coulda shown them. Also wish I was techier so I had known some online way to back them up without all of this heartbreak occurring. I guess it was meant to be. Waahhhh. After meeting a bunch of cool people, we couldn´t wait to get the hell outta there. The times were too good if ya get my drift. The camera situation soured me deeply. On top of the fact that the only 2 bank machines in the entire town were a nightmare. For us and everyone else. If only they realized that in order to keep people in your town, and keep them spending money, you actually have to put money inside the actual machines . lmao And maintaining them wouldn´t hurt either. This enables them to actually read magnetic strips. The only way to get money was a $30US cab to the next town where you crossed your fingers and hoped . I stayed at Hostel Esperanto in Montanita which had a hammock on the 4th floor which looked over the ocean. I stayed there just for you mom. I felt the breeze and had an afternoon nap while thinking of you. That I liked. But the maid took a $20US off of my nightstand. lol that I didn´t like. At Ryans hostel there were a few hammocks. So we had bumper banana hammock wars. It was awesooooome. We had some good times there for sure.

Whoops

Finally figured a fuzzy way to share some memories and now there's too much by accident , sheez

Update: The fuzzy photos have been removed, care of the best sister ever, and now the blog is ready for some fresh and clear material.....coming soon

I won MonoPeru !

On the move again

After spending 3 days at the Red Psycho Llama in Lima, I am happy to be back on the road again. New day = new adventure. On the sketch bus, which i took a vip ticket on, making it much less sketchy. But I saved a tonne by deciding to take a 30 + hour bus instead of a short plane ride. It is currently 5:48 in the am. I have been on the bus since 2:45 pm yesterday. Lol I couldn't sleep . Like at all.  So I have been awaiting the sunrise. Only to find out the amount of dirt accumulated on the window for the past 15 hours has blocked the view I have been desperately looking forward to. And I mean desperatelyyyyy lmao w/e half way there and that's good enough of a triumph for me. :)  I believe Mancora is our last stop before the Tumbes, border in to Ecuador. I should reach Guayaquil this evening sometime. Then to Montanita from there. Yaaayyyyyyy. Beach town for a few days.  Ugh damn dirty window. I wanna hop out at Mancora and do a quick spit shine peek hole for entertainments sake. Lol  

Adventure continued

Macchu n more

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Aguas Calinte was absolutely one of the most beautiful places I have ever been. It's extremely overpriced obviously. It's a tourist trap. Not only did we get ripped off entering the town by train only, train is the only way out. Which was even MOoORE expensive.  Go figure. We got ripped off one after the other at the many beckoning restaurants and their staff. We preferred to eat at Amaru because our 3rd floor table looked over the town square, triangle, circle, whatever it was. Lol  the food was way overpriced, but at least we knew what we were getting here. The staff was cool too. Note ,........don't be fooled by the restaurants offering the free Pisco sours. They are either hit or miss for the food. Most of the time they were a miss. Ryan's dbl  burger was weird scraps of poorly cooked mystery meat. Needless to say I loaded his system with Oil of Oregano after this meal. But when made correctly, I could live off these. They are So good. It's actually the egg yolk that makes them unbelievable. But on the other hand the markets here were extremely barter-able. I deeply regret not getting an El Paca rug/blanket here. They are so cozy and soft. It's an instinct when approached by marketers to avoid eye contact after awhile. You miss the stuff ya really would've wanted. I am trying to avoid souvenirs and extra baggage at all costs. But this I would've gladly carried.

Regardless of the touristy atmosphere, this beautiful place leads you to one of the most sacred places in the world. MACCHU PICCHU. The night before we had way too much fun. We had to be up at 4 am to make the 5 am sunrise bus. Ryan went to bed. I could NOt sleep. So I ate snacks and organized my insane backpack and slept for 20 minutes so I was not too tired to move. Macchu Picchu was one of the main things that drew me to Peru, was not missing a spec of it. 

The sleeplessness melted away with each meter that we climbed the windy dirt road to the top. As soon as it came into view from the rising sun my heart and soul was beaming, and it didn't stop till well after we got down to the bottom of the mountains again that evening. MACCHU PICCHU IS UN-FUCKING BELIEVABLE!!!!!!  It is the most magical place one could ever even imagine. To start, the clouds shroud the valley and the peaks in the very early morning hours, and slink into different places at different times as the sun rises. ( it is evident is so many ways, in this sacred town, why the people of the sun worshipped this burning ball of life) . The more the sun heats the mountains, the quicker you can see the clouds rising and dispersing. Due to the height of the ruins, and the fact that it is built above the rushing Urubamba River below, they re-create themselves and disappear throughout the day. Only adding to the magic. 

We started our day with the upper ruins, and wanted to run and jump and fly off all of the endless, abruptly ending mile high terraces. We decided to have our breakfast at a corner nook where we could eat privately and enjoy the mile++++ drop below. And accept where we were, without the high traffic crowd which were about to hoard. After this we trekked to the Puente Inca. ( ancient Incan Bridge) . It was jaw dropping and truly surreal. It was such a small walking space and such a straight drop it gave us the tingly, high up, no feeling so many times. But we continued to creep onto these jutting edges for pics sake. FOR PIIIICS SAKE! Lol  the drop was IN-TESE ! Loved it. Suddenly my fear of heights was uninhibited due to the energy still pulsating through this sacred place. And imagining it functioning in history,.....fearlessly. . This was truly God's country. Not only geographically, but definitely spiritually enhanced. The Inca's were superior builders. Their energy runs through every perfectly cut and placed stone in this sacred city. 

From every scary ledge, to giant chill rocks, to small chill rocks, to protruding side ( stairs of death style) stones protruding on already existing walls, to huts and viewpoints, and most places containing all of these in one; we knew we would have to travel far and wide to find anything that would ever compare to this again...... On top of this, the El Paca's roam the terraces as workers. It's truly an unbelievable sight. Hahaha. They have names and numbers and act as lawn mowers to the ancient terraces. And have roped off work areas. What a great job!! Imagine your favourite food grew from the ground, all over your jobsite, and your reward was to eat it , just to keep the place clean for the touring people from all over the world. Who paparazzi'd  you like a celebrity while doing it. Lmao amaziiiiing. The faces they make are ridiculous. So conceited . Like mini-sheep-camels chewing peanut butter. Still lmao. ...... I eventually kept saying " the name is Paca, Albert Paca. But you can all me Al" . Eventually it became - Al - Paca - Chino -. Which I said was an Italian actor. Ryan said it was a specialty, Andean coffee. Lol either way it's amazingly funny. 

After a lovely break , and meeting an amazingly funny couple at the even more over priced cafe, we continued to the Sun Gate hike. This was gradual and pant evoking.  On top of the altitude. The hike was MORE than worth it. After 45  minutes-ish, we climbed to the very top of the highest slippery rock that we could. Looking down on the other satisfied tourists ( only with a much more satisfied look on our faces) , and just absorbed what seemed to be the top of the world...... (Inhaaaaaale,......exhaaaaaallleeeeee) . From here we climbed into a cave which continued higher to a cliff. We found a path where we brought the Chauchilla Pre-Incan Nazca bones and unwrapped them. We lit the white candle, and I said my appreciation prayer to the lost souls, and sun gods. We set the bones free and left them here. I poured some vino tinto as an offering, peered the private cliff, and were on our way back down the Sun Gate's descent. This was in need of a celebratory Pisco sour break ;-P . 

We met another funny couple in view of Dinosaur mountain at the cafe. ( personally ask me of why we named the mountain this lol ) after the break we went to the actual Macchu Picchu city ruins. The endless, perfect architecture was breathtaking ( not Seinfeld baby breathtaking lmao, like actually !) Nooks and crannies and cliffs , oh my ! The stone placement at that altitude is mind baffling. Just the absolute wonder and mystery makes the entire sight a mindfuck.  Salut to the bravery and efficiency of the short lived Incan people. This truly is a masterpiece that will live in in their honour for the rest of our time on this earth...... When I got to the top for the first time I almost cried happy tears ,......okay who am I kidding. I for sure did. Lol ;)  this was something everyone's bucket list needs and deserves.  This day will forever live in my mind , heart and soul. Thank you to the god's for the eye opening experience of a lifetime. 

We took the Expedition train straight back to Cuzco. What a beautiful ride through the Sacred Valley. Only this time? In the dayliiiigt. Yaaayyyy. The trigger happy Cess got on the case again. The amazing crew from Albequerque, New Mexico we met from the  Ollantaytambo ruins was seated around us. They were so cool. So many Breaking Bad jokes, ...oooobviouslyyyy. I sat across from this girl named Shi-Ing from China. She was a Buddhist . From Beijing. Her named translated to Crystal....( the Breaking Bad jokes continued....lmao obvi) She actually gave Crystal gifts to other spiritual people! Bradley from Albequerque got a Smiling Buddha and a quartz(crystal). She dug through her superiorily  woven bag and pulled out what I feel to be my totem signature. A pink cat crystal!!!! I always knew,...but WOW!!!!! What an on point unconscious prediction. I am still in shock. Bradley confirmed I needed no shaman. This was my totem. :):):):) 

We took a a collectivo back to Cuzco. We stayed at the Pirwa Backpackers Farmiliar once again. It was just as convenient as the first time. We returned to the Muse that night. Unfortunately Ryan got pickpocketed for his new IPhone 5.  Sadly the nicest , touchiest, people are the riskiest. We still love the Muse and met amazing people there, but kept the guard up. I knew better than to have open pockets, but who thinks they will slip into your pants?!!! Needless to say this is Ryan were talking about and he doesn't care, nor will the loss of material possessions ever  affect his well being or happiness in an adventure such as this. Admirable I must say. Just like all of the struggling people who co-inhabitat this earth ( rather than the Western world we are so accustomed to) .  

After leaving Cuzco , we took a plane to Lima once again. The flight was filled with Andean mountain tops which seemed to almost touch the plane at points . We are currently in Lima. We searched for a cheap bargain, but I finally had had enough of the ' unsanitary ness ' And stayed at the Red Psycho Llama hostel. After much language barriers, helpful staff at the Lion Hostel helped us to find private romms elsehwere. This place is the tits!!!  Rooftop terrace, matrimonial is what I got, to myself .  Amazing. Ryan got the rooftop Terrace 4 person room. With no one checking in !  They have a massive Tila Tequila tv/DVD / cushion board game  area! I want this in my house. The cushion pad, the terrace. Everything!  Here we will remain until our 30 hour Cruz Del Sur VIP bus thru the Northern coastline to Tumbes , and eventually Guayaquil to Ecuador. Wish me protection and never ending protected white light thoughts while I travel the sketchiest bus trip ever taken for me personally. Lol love for all. C