<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:34:14.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frances and Hazel in Ecuador</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115983445229885972</id><published>2006-10-02T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:44:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Chimborazo Mountain Biking&lt;/strong&gt; - 2nd of October 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome. We managed to orgainse a bike ride down Chimborazo - oh the joys of the internet and c&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ell phones. We started off with a drive up to the first refuge (4800m) and then we walked up to the second refuge (5000m) before biking down. I was surprised at how good I felt at that altitude. It was pretty chilly when we started, but it was such an awesome day, possibly one of the best I´ve had since I started travelling with mum. It was just such an awesome ride! I thoroughly enjoyed every section of the ride and I think I had a huge grin on my face most of the way (except when I was concentrating too hard :) ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn´t get the best views of the mountain as it was a bit cloudy (I think the guide was more upset about this than we were), but we had awesome views of the surrounding hills and valleys - complete with patchwork fields on slopes that should be too steep to farm. Apparently the flattest and lowest (ie best) land belongs to descendants of the original hacienda owner and the patchwork hills&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; belong to the indigenous communities. There were also some impressive cliffs (apparently the best rock climbing in Ecuador) and some very colourful volcanic layers beside the road which added to the Desert Road feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were lucky enough to see Vinuñas (very close) and they are soooooo beautiful, they are kinda like a llama, but auburn (like a deer) and so graceful. There were also a couple of low flying Caracara, a bird from the Condor family - similar to a falcon, although no-one could agree what colour the last one was, let alone what type of bir&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d it was (other than a big one). It was a great day and it´s nice to be out and doing stuff again after a few very relaxed days. It looks like the next couple of days may be fairly full as well, so I will be ready for a rest by the time I get back. We´ve only got 2 days left here, so we have to make the most of that time - we can sleep on the plane :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115983445229885972?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115983445229885972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115983445229885972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115983445229885972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115983445229885972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/10/chimborazo-mountain-biking-2nd-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115983349428916051</id><published>2006-10-02T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:50:26.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Devil´s Nose Train trip and to Riobamba - 1 October&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great birthday. Most definitely a memorable one. The 2 hour Devil´s Nose trip was on a fairly packed rooftop and quite spectacular. We did a falling leaf pattern down to the valley floor. You hire cushions to sit on the carriage roof which is basically &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;corrugated iron with a central flat section and a low guard rail around the edges. I don´t think that osh would approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the journey the guards wander up and down and like most in Ecuador multi task by collecting tickets, selling cushions, applying brakes at appropriate times and selling souvenir teeshirts or guards hats. Food sellers also plied their way up and down the carriage roofs and were pretty nimble footed. The train frequently came to abrupt halts or starts and it didn´t pay to be standing up at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the return trip to Riobamba was even better than the Devil´s Nose trip. Most people got off at Alusi so there were only about 20 of us on the 4 carriage roofs. The scenery was great and perhaps the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;most exciting part was when the engine and the next 2 carriages came to an abrupt stop (We were on the second carriage) and we watched with dismay as the next 2 carriages and caboose became unattached to us and proceeded to go back down the track we had come along! The startled expressions on the peoples faces on the runawway carriages said it all and later one of the guys said that he was mentally deciding which way to jump. He had the option of a rock face or a cliff. There was some pretty fast action by the guard who hand turned a large wheel on the roof to stop the runaway carriages a 100 metres down the track.&lt;br /&gt;A second guard was busily filing a ha&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ndwritten report of the incident and we finally worked out that in fact the engine had partially derailed, hence the abrupt stop. This is apparently not uncommon and with the application of a few logs, a heavy hammer and tape measures to check that the guage was right we were finally off and crept our way over the repaired section.&lt;br /&gt;We were later told that derailments are a common occurrence on the track and especially in the wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed through spectacular gorges and scenery. Alot of cacti and then carefully cutivated crops alongside the river. We passed through several indigenous &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;townships and as the day went by we were soon wrapped up in all our warm gear. We were pleased when Chimborazo. (6000m peak) and Riobamba came into sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all an awesome birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frances&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115983349428916051?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115983349428916051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115983349428916051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115983349428916051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115983349428916051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/10/devils-nose-train-trip-and-to-riobamba.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115966561441172802</id><published>2006-09-30T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:20:14.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cuenca and Cajas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is flying bye and we have just arrived in Alausí. The bus trip here was fairly impressive with some very steep&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to Cajas with a group of Belguims and a Canadian girl and it was nice to have a walk at 4,200m, although it wasn´t a particularly long walk and suprisingly the guide struggled the most. Cajas means cold in Quichua and the park certainly lived up to it´s name - and we had a great day. In the sun and out of the wind we roasted, yet in the wind it was cold even with woolen layers and jackets. It was the first time i have seen scenary that really reminded me of NZ - the park has 235 lakes (tarns in my opinion) and all that grows is tussick and something like spaniard grass. I have a photo that could just about be Lake Angelus. We were &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;amazingly lucky to get a fine day as it is ofton so misty you can hardly see your hand in front of your face. They are a bit parranoid about people getting lost due to the mist and cold and your chancess of survival aren´t too high. It was actually a really fun group and we went to the hot pools with them in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115966561441172802?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115966561441172802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115966561441172802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115966561441172802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115966561441172802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/cuenca-and-cajas-time-is-flying-bye.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115966467555198126</id><published>2006-09-30T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T17:17:02.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alausi &lt;/strong&gt;30 September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just travelled four hours in the bus from Cuenca to Alausi. An interesting trip as we had smoke pouring from under the bus and made several unscheduled stops to check under the bus. It was with some relief that we arrived safely in Alausi. The trip had been through high mountains and the road at times zig zagging up and down with reasonable drop offs. The Sierra is yet another contrasting area of Ecuador and quite magnificent with cloud shrouded peaks. The land is a patchwork of cultivation on what seems impossible slopes reaching high up the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alausi is quaint and small with cobbled streets and a laid back cowboy attitude. The railway line passes through the centre of the town. Tomorrow we catch the Devils Nose train trip and will return to Riobamba. This will be a suitably interesting birthday excursion with a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a couple of unscheduled days in Cuenca when I managed to pick up a delibeli problem and so ended up laying low in a hostel. Fortunately Hazel was able to do a day excursion to the nearby mountains which she reports are just like Nelson Lakes. Later that day we visited nearby Baños for a very therapeutic (no spell check in evidence) swim in the hot pools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115966467555198126?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115966467555198126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115966467555198126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115966467555198126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115966467555198126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/alausi-30-september-we-just-travelled.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115945725895604291</id><published>2006-09-28T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T18:13:24.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Cuenca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cuenca is reminescent of Cusco with the central plaza surrounded by churches and amazing eateries. Ice cream parlours, cafes and restaurants. The old city roads are all cobbled and the buildings all brick with the half round tiled roof. The artesania is strong here and we have put our barganing skills to good use and have had to buy another bag to accommodate our purchases! - so much for travelling light.&lt;br /&gt;The road between Guayaquil and Cuenca ascends throught the mountains and is really pectacular with constantly changing vegetation. Cuenca, over 2,000 metres, is nice and cool which is a relief after the coastal area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few observations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars - In Cuenca they are Chevrelots, Galapagos Islands they are Toyota pickups, Guayaquil the taxis are ladas and Manta the cars are Datsuns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cars do not under any circumstances give way to pedestrians even if they are on a pedestrian crossing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;families ride on scooters. Dad driving, mum behind usually holding a baby under her arm whilst the older child sits between the dad´s knees.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any number of people can be transported in a car or pickup where you might see up to 10 people perched on the back.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buses are comfortable to travel in and usually have a loud violent video playing. Often air conditioned to the point of being cold.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The daughter of the family that we had been staying with was recently married. Common wedding gifts are rice makers. She had recieved seven as presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115945725895604291?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115945725895604291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115945725895604291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115945725895604291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115945725895604291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/cuenca-cuenca-is-reminescent-of-cusco.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115933091144659846</id><published>2006-09-26T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T17:56:18.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Guayaquil and Cuenca – Sunday, Monday, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s been a fairly busy few days, or at lest we haven´t stopped much and I don´t know where the time is disappearing. The last day in the Galapagos flew by and before we knew it we were in Guayaquil and i&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t was Sunday afternoon. After a quick trip to find a bed for the night we headed for the Parque Historico, whcih I really loved. We got to see lots of animals from the area as well as traditional (colonail) dress and architecture. We had a great guide, which makes all the diference and it was hard to believe that the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tour was 2 ½ hours long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we covered the main tourist sites of Guayaquil – Las Peñas (a sector of brightly coloured, restored houses), El Malecón 2000 (the recently developed boulevard with amazing green areas and shopping malls), El Parque Semenario (a park in the middle of a huge city with iguanas running around, you just have to be careful walking under trees as they like to climb). 24 hours is about the right amount of time to stay in Guayaquil and we caught the bus to Cuenca in the afternoon. I finally got to see the Cajas route (shorter and more scenic) and mum spent most of the time with her nose to the window taking in the views as we passed banana plantations, fruit markets, small towns and finally climbed over 3000m to go over&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the pass to Cuenca. The trip takes 4 hours and the first 2 hours are on the flat, so the climb is pretty steep and spectacular – especially with the mist. I have become a bit blazé about the scenary around here (there´s a limit to how long you can be amazed by banana plantations and ferns and dry forests) but it´s neet seeing someone else see it all for the first time and it really is spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we explored Cuenca and I love this city – it´s great to be back here. Everything feels so familiar and so safe. It´s the first city we have felt comfortable walking around at night and we´ve found a great restaurant on the main square that has a really awesome light shade made out of broken crockery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add photos soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;Hazel :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115933091144659846?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115933091144659846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115933091144659846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115933091144659846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115933091144659846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/guayaquil-and-cuenca-sunday-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115906779574736156</id><published>2006-09-23T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:45:36.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Galapagos Boat Trip 20-23 Sep &lt;/span&gt;(By Frances)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are back in Puerto Ayora enjoying hot showers and a bedroom bigger than a closet (see photo). Our boat the Posidon was at the budget end of the scale but as Hazel mentioned at one point it was better than going with the grey American brigade that had 16 or more people per boat. Our fellow travellers were predominantly young and from Switzerland with one couple from Holland on their honeymoon. The Poseidon chugged along and we saw all the visitor sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03787.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03714.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03701.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sites are strictly controlled with only designated areas for walking and definitely no touching of the animals. The tameness of the birds and sea creatures is truely amazing. The blue footed boobies look comical with their bright blue feet, the sealions bask in the sun suckling their young or frolic in the water with you. Its a good idea to avoid the territorial males who bark their way up and down the beach incessantly and are somewhat intimidating. We saw several sea turtles when snorkling as well as a meriad of colourful fish and sharks.  We even stood in the shallows with sharks swimming around our feet, as you can see in the photo below. The Sea turtles were probably the highlight of the snorkling experience (and the Galapagos trip)  and are so graceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC05000.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC05000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC05028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC05028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC05029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC05029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black and quite ugly looking marine iguanas loll around in the sun sleeping on top of each other. From our Panga (small boat) we saw sharks and a variety of rays amongst the mangrove swamps and I was pleased not to encounter the rays while snorkling. The frigate birds, with a 1.5 metre wingspan glided above the boat catching a free ride between islands. The blue boobies have an agressive group dive bomb fishing technique and are very impressive to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04983.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03818.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115906779574736156?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115906779574736156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115906779574736156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115906779574736156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115906779574736156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/galapagos-boat-trip-20-23-sep-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115898210562022868</id><published>2006-09-22T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:39:48.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Galapagos Boat trip&lt;/strong&gt; - 20-23 September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days on a small boat and lots of animals. We have seen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marine Iguanas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flamingos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sea Turtles (so graceful - my favorite by far)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sally - lightfoot crabs (they fascinate me in a way I never expected to be fascinated by crabs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of birds including Blue Footed Boobies, lava herons, finches, stalks, frigate birds and penguins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rays (sting rays, eagle rays and golden rays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sharks (white tipped and black tipped)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;some amazing views&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of swiss people&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sea lions (amazingly graceful and playful in the water and real posers on the beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03681.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03681.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03727.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03689.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115898210562022868?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115898210562022868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115898210562022868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115898210562022868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115898210562022868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/galapagos-boat-trip-20-23-september.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115872274558181068</id><published>2006-09-19T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:30:06.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rio Muchacho 15-17 September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that this is out of order and Galapagos details are in next entry below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Rio Muchacho, an organic farm just out of Canoa revolves around Poop. Nicky(an ex kiwi) and her Ecuadorian partner, Dario, live the organic and recycling of Poop message. They run the Ecuadorian version of the Wanganui river Flying Fox. It´s a restful place ( with the exception of the roosters and pigs and cows that I think wake to a different time zone), with heaps of character, excellent food, and teach  alot of local knowledge in food production and handicrafts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All waste (even we contributed with the composting loos) is used to fertilise their amazing garden. It is probably a gardeners dream with about 30 different vegetables, fruits and herbs. It seems that you plant the seed, add lots of fertiliser, water, care and volunteer labour and you can produce vegetables that rival any A &amp; M show winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local guide who was great helped us to make chocolate and coffee from the bean to the cup, making cheese from milking the cow to eating the cheese. We decorated mate gourd bowls, created tagua(vegetable ivory) necklaces from the tagua nut, and rings from the royal palm pod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A horse trek took us into the lusher semi jungle area where we swam in a pool and spotted howler monkeys. The last afternoon was spent catching freshwater crayfish (cameron) and eating them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great few days and the food and fellow travellers company was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115872274558181068?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115872274558181068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115872274558181068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115872274558181068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115872274558181068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/rio-muchacho-15-17-september-note-that.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115872135550702155</id><published>2006-09-19T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:31:17.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Galapagos Islands - Puerto Ayora&lt;/span&gt; - 18-19th of September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  Today we saw giant tortoises, marine iguanas, blue footed boobies and lava tunnels.  The tortoises were the most impressive.  We decided to bike to the inner part of the island with the intention of getting to the lava tunnels and tortoise farm.  Just as we were despairing that all the bikes here were an absolute disaster we found some bikes that mum approved of and set off inland - most of the bikes failed on brake tests and tread.  The bike guy suggested taking the local bus to the high point of the island where the twin sink hole are and riding back from there.  It seemed like a reasonable suggestion, so we gave it a shot, but the bus operator &lt;span id="misp_compose_3" class="hm"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;{t like the idea of taking bikes so we set off on our own instead.  It was actually a very pleasant ride (decidedly uphill) with a nice misty rain most of the way.  Mum wasnt keen to ride all the way to Santa Rosa where the tortoises were, but we made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03619.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03622.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road (very long driveway) at the tortoise farm was great fun to ride down although a bit harder to ride back up.  I was quite worried for a moment when mum suddenly gasped, I thought the chain had come off her bike but when I looked up I saw a huge tortoise in the middle of the road.  After multiple photos we continued down the road only to find several more tortoises on the road including one huge one and at the farm itself they were everywhere.  They have really cool necks (really long) and they hiss at you when you get too close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually left there and got 2 offers for rides back into town (after not getting any on the way out) and accepted the second one as it was getting later and $1 each seemed like a bargain.  Mum got a seat inside with about 5 kids, 2 mothers and the driver and I jumped on the back with the bikes, and a guy from the tortoise farm.  We we then joined by 2 more people along the way and it was the fasted I have ever travelled on &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03610.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the back of a ute - kinda freaky actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a very quick trip to the hotel to get togs and clean legs we headed for the beach . Tortuga bay.  Walking between the 2 bays we just about walked on a group of marine iguanas (see photo) beside the path and for the second time today mum was completely shocked and couldnt believe that they were actually right there.  You really can get close to the wildlife here.  We also saw a Blue Footed Boobie (in the photo) and some very friendly little &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03667.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;birds on the beach.  Everyone has raved about how amazing Bahia Tortuga is and it lived up to its reputation - the fine golden sand and completely shelted bay are just amazing.  We didnt manage a swim as it was getting late and not all that hot, but we will be back to swim and hopefully explore a bit by kayak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03665.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115872135550702155?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115872135550702155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115872135550702155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115872135550702155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115872135550702155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/galapagos-islands-puerto-ayora-18-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115860463249864476</id><published>2006-09-18T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T11:37:12.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rio Muchacho 15-17 September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(saturday 16th - afternoon) (&lt;em&gt;written in Rio Muchacho and posted on Santa Cruz Island, Los Galapagos)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning we left Canoa for Rio Muchacho Organic Farm.  The others were coming from Manta and ended up horribly late so it was nearly 11am by the time we left Canoa – I knew there was no point in rushing to leave the hotel in the morning – so it was good to have had a book handy.  Although we actually spent most of the time talking to the guy who came to pick us up and mum actually understood quite a lot of what he was saying.  He speaks quite slowly and very clearly which is great when you are learning, but not so great after about an hour of being leftured on the uses and benifits of excrement and organic farming.  Thankfully the veg garden tour that followed was somewhat more interesting and in English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was in the afternoon.  The first thing we did when we arrived was eat.  Mmm... that was a good lunch, and the presentation was amazing.  All the food was served in big pottery bowls and we had pottery bowls and gourd cups and spoons.  We get to make the cups and spoons tommorrow, so that should be fun.  After the tours in the afternoon we had a ring making session and had great fun sanding down palm nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was the same style as lunch and equally yummy, and the evening activity was chocolate making – from the bean to the cup.  The fresh bean is actually really nice – although nothing like chocolate – and we discovered that chupar is suck, not chew, and that the actual cocoa bean is not nice chrunched fresh.  We then roasted some beans that had previously been dried and burnt our hands cracking off the shells before hand grinding them with palm sugar (similar to brown sugar).  The final stage involved cooking the powder with a bit of milk and eating the chocolate with banana – so good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cabin for the night was also pretty neat with split bamboo walls and a thatch roof.  I think we got the best cabin as we have out own bathroom (complete with composting toilet) and no mce in the roof (unlike the other cabin).  So it was yet another good long sleep and I managed to drag myself out of bed for a run before breakfast.  Breakfast.  The best meal so far – a huge fruit salad with granola and tortillas de maiz (baked ground corn cake things with cheese inside – so good).  The food on this trip has been so good the whole time; the food in the Amazon was just amazing, it had so much flavour and was so typical, the food in Manta was good, what we ate in Canoa wasnt bad (our highest food bill so far – about NZ$12pp for breakfast, lunch and dinner at the hotel restaurant, including fresh fruit juice or batido with each meal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115860463249864476?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115860463249864476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115860463249864476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115860463249864476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115860463249864476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/rio-muchacho-15-17-september-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115828602536185449</id><published>2006-09-14T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:15:01.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Canoa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hard day relaxing in Canoa! We arrived last night after 4 hours travel from Manta and settled in to the hotel Bambu for the night. It{s the same place I stayed at last time I was here and comes highly recommended by both Ecuadorians and foreigners. We have an awesome room on&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the top floor of a bungalow and there are lots of hammocks for lounging and a great restaurant. So we have done very little all day as it has been our first rest day (there are no more full rest days planned for nearly two week&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s so we had to make the most of it - although there will be a few relaxed days and free hours). The day still flew by with meals, siestas, walks along the beach, cocktails and shopping (mum has managed to buy a necklace nearly every  day). It was kinda sad leaving Manta and everyone and everything I knew there and I had many goodbyes in the 2 days I was back there. I will miss the AIESECers and the kids at the foundation and the family I was with and everyone else I met along the way. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03486.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115828602536185449?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115828602536185449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115828602536185449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115828602536185449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115828602536185449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/canoa-it-has-been-hard-day-relaxing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115828605344494329</id><published>2006-09-14T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:11:24.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC04879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC04879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; El Oriente to Manta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued....&lt;br /&gt;We were woken at 5.30 am for a bird watching expedition. A low mist shrouded the river and we motored slowly stopping frequently to observe the birds and monkeys. We saw toucans, , white faced monkeys, king eagle, other monkeys, iridescent blue butterflies. At the end of the lagoon we scrambled up the bank with Rita giving us a good pull (one very strong lady who incidentally handled a machete with panache) who just about tossed us onto the bank. We climbed an eight story viewing platform ( definitely not certifiable by DOC standards) It was built around a tall styraight tree. Large conga ants scurried up and down the trunk and you were in danger of a nasty sting if you put your hand on them.&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast we went pirranah fishing (as you do). The tourists with the stick and short line were unsuccessful but there was plenty of excitement when the boat driver caught a large pirranah. Shortly after this he caught a second large one (30 cms) and at the same time caught a manta ray (over a metre long) on his second line. I noticed that the Rita the native guide was happily barefoot whilst helping to sort this out but our guide had his feet well up the side of the dugout. We ate the pirranah for dinner that night.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we visited the local cuecha community and enjoyed the friendliness of the kids. A game of soccer on the sandbank and then back for a final dinner where the cook surpaced himself with two amazing cakes. A impromptu concert of guitar, spoons, water barrel drums and singing ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday dawned drizzly and by the time we headed off in the dugout to treavel back to Lago Ario the tropical rain had strengthened so we were hunkered down for a 4 hour trip with ponchos pulled tight and the rain still blasting in our face. Needless to say the rain stopped when we arrived and we were steam dried in a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued our travels with a 2 hour bus trip to Lago ario , and a plane trip to Quito then another to Manta where Hazel has lived for the past 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Ecuador met us at the airport and we were introduced to the extended family. Sylvia the mum, Leo (21) , Melissa (12), Neice &amp; nephew Yuleidye (8) &amp;amp; Victor and Victors Neice Jenni (3).&lt;br /&gt;It was a hospitable time in manta and we visited the university, beach, Hazels Foundation where she worked and Monte Christi where Panama hats are sold. We seemed to eat endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few observations about life in Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;- Lots of Datsuns and generally BOS cars suitable for the autocross track&lt;br /&gt;- Bus and Taxi Drivers who think they are on the autocross track&lt;br /&gt;- every second car is a bright yellow taxi so it really is like a race track&lt;br /&gt;- Buses stop anywhere to pick up and drop off. We had one that stopped in the middle of a roundabout and then the conductor proceeded to stop the traffic for us to board.&lt;br /&gt;- In the cities buses cost 25 cents to anywhere&lt;br /&gt;- In the regions buses cost $1 per hour of travel&lt;br /&gt;- Sellers of food, drink, yoghurt, biscuits, ice blocks, reading glasses, jewellery, herbal remedies hop on and off buses constantly and along with the loud music or videos there is never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;- there seem to be alot of sausage dogs in Manta and if its not a sausage dog then it has been crossed with one somewhere in its ancestry with an elongated body and a definite waddle&lt;br /&gt;- Ecador is definitely not a place to go on a diet as the food is so cheap, appetising and plentiful. banana 3 for 10cents, pinepple 50 cents, cooked breakfast $2.50, dinner crepe $1.90, standard house lunch $2.50 ( all US$$).&lt;br /&gt;- Ecuadorian people are genuinely friendly and go out of there way to help you.&lt;br /&gt;- the showers are cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115828605344494329?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115828605344494329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115828605344494329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115828605344494329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115828605344494329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/el-oriente-to-manta-continued.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115809386672791886</id><published>2006-09-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:15:44.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03453.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El Oriente&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03453.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/320/DSC03439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/320/DSC03379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/320/DSC03351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. What a busy week. Mum arrived last Wednesday and it has been full-on even since. I took an overnight bus up to Quito on Wednesday night and met her at her hostal in the morning. I had heard about a festival in Otavalo so we decided to head there for the day. Unfortunately the festival activities were over for the day by the time we got there, but Otavalo is definitely worth a visit anyway. The craft market was great and it was nice to be able to leave our purchases in Quito and not have to lug them around Ecuador with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/320/DSC03354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we left for the Amazon – taking the easy option and flying rather than the 8 hour bus trip. The heat in Lago Agrio was absolutely awful, but thankfully was the worst we had to deal with for our time in the jungle. After a couple of hours on the bus we started the canoe trip down the river and 4 hours and one very sore bum later we arrived at the camp. The camp was really awesome! The whole place was candlelit when we arrived and it reminded me of something out of Survivor. The building was huge a huge platform with a thatch roof and no walls and each mattress was in a zippable mosquito net. The place had a great atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We basically didn´t stop from the time we got there to the time we left as they had morning, afternoon and evening activities each day as well as the occasional pre-breakfast activity. One of the highlights was definitely Caiman hunting. I didn´t take my cam&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;era as I thought the most we would see would be a pair of eyes – how wrong was I! Once someone thought they saw one in the reeds at the side of the bank a couple of the guides jumped out the boat (no shoes) and started poking around at the edge of the river. I got the biggest shock when the boatman made a dive into the reeds and came up with a 1m caiman in his hands. They brought it back to the boat and we all got to inspect it – I think there was a fair amount of adrenaline all around and it turns out that that was the first time they´ve done that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other highlights were seeing the scarlet macaws, catching piranas, playing soccer on the beach, holding a turtle (also an impressive effort to catch) and seeing the other impressive animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling&lt;br /&gt;Hazel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115809386672791886?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115809386672791886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115809386672791886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115809386672791886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115809386672791886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/el-oriente-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11358735916859184433</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34285966.post-115809345213353471</id><published>2006-09-12T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T19:15:20.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03453.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El Oriente&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(jungle)&lt;/strong&gt; 12 September 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have arrived safely in Manta and are staying with Hazels family who are really nice. I have just spent the past hour talking to Sylvia the mother who does not speak English so we have had an amusing conversation with a surprising amount understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past four days we have been in the El Oriente – in the jungle. It has been an amazing experience. The tour group Draecana have been friendly and well organised. We were two groups comprising 6 and 8 people. We were the only English speakers with most people from Germany, Belgium or Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip began with a 4 1/2 hour dugout canoe trip down the river in humid conditions. The boat was about 14 metres long and with 14 tourist , 2 guides, the boatman as well as a passenger – not to mention the luggage plus all the fuel supplies and food supplies for four days- it was fairly packed to the gunnels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camping spot comprised of a large raised platform with kitchen/dining area, toilets/showers and mosquito tented sleeping areas. It was all open plan and covered by a very steep thatched roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night started with the first of many great meals prepared in the most basic of kitchens. The general meal comprised of juice (In the morning freshly squeezed fruit juice), soup, a main course usually comprising of a mound of rice and a small portion of meat/chicken/fish with a partially cooked vegetable salad. Dessert was something light and fruity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bathroom area was across a short bridge and standing here you could see numerous bats flying after insects. In the bathroom a resident frog clung to the thatched sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner it was off for a jungle walk. First stop was directly under the dining area where a tarantula lived in it´s burrow! Then a wander around the garden bush where we spotted lizards and numerous insects. Into the bush where we saw spiders and a snake. A great introduction to the jungle. The biting insects were not a problem at all for our entire stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day was packed full of new and interesting activities. On the first morning we headed in the boat a wee way up the river for our bush walk. En route we spotted toucans overhead and manatee prints in the sand. We saw a grey and a pink dolphin frolicking in one area. The thre hour walk was punctuated with stops to observe the insects and animals. The leaf cutting ants were amazing. There was a 20 cm wide path with the ants carrying small portions of cut leaves. The path went for quite a way and we followed it to the nest which was a bare mud/dirt patch. The ants took the leaf portion to the entrance where it was handed to an ant to take into the nest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw numerous birds and animal prints including a tapir print, ocelot and also a huge puma print close to our camp. At a small lagoon we saw resting turtles that had been released as part of the local village programme. The other highlight of the day was when we came across a tree of macaws. With the binoculars we were able to see them feeding on the seed heads of the palms. Their colours were amazing. About an hour before we arrived at the camp the thunder began and we spent the last half hour walking in a torrential downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was no problemo as we had our trusty friend the ponchos and gumboots which we took everywhere. The sudden onset and intensity of the rain was amazing but it was never cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we headed up to a &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/320/DSC03466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lagoon in very tippy small dugout boats. We had seven in ours and if anyone leant on the sides it felt as if you were going to tip out. Along the sides of the waterway were huge asparagus like tips (about 20cms in diameter) and you had the impression that they took only a matter of days to emerge out of the water. We weren’t able to make it all the way to the lagoon as the water level was too low. However we saw numerous birds including the stinky turkey and the Wellington bird as Hazel calls it because of the Black and yellow colouring. On the way back our lovely native guide Rita lunged into the water and caught a small turtle to show us. I’m surprised that the canoe that she was in didn´t tip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we went on a Cayman hunt. With torches illuminating the river banks we motored our way in the dark. The purpose was to spot the eyes. After about an hour the boat stopped near the edge and the guides and boat driver hopped out and in bare feed started fossicking in the riverside bush. Suddenly the driver lunged and emerged with a Cayman held with a firm grasp around it’s throat. He then proceeded to walk barefoot along the side of the boat to show us the Cayman up close and for us to feel the skin and legs. The Cayman looked none to happen. It was probably about a metre long and later (as we suspected) this was the first time that the guides had actually done this. I´m not sure just what the national park would feel about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/1600/DSC03453.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1951/3776/200/DSC03453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night in our mosquito tents was a neat experience with the jungle noises (plus a sole snorer) to lull us to sleep. So ended our first action packed day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were woken at 5.30 am for a bird watching expedition. A low mist shrouded the river and we motored slowly stopping frequently to observe the birds and monkeys. We saw toucans, , white faced monkeys, king eagle, other monkeys, iridescent blue butterflies. At the end of the lagoon we scrambled up the bank with Rita giving us a good pull (one very strong lady who incidentally handled a machete with panache) which just about tossed us onto the bank. We climbed an eight story viewing platform ( definitely not certifiable by DOC standards) It was built&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34285966-115809345213353471?l=francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/feeds/115809345213353471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34285966&amp;postID=115809345213353471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115809345213353471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34285966/posts/default/115809345213353471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://francesandhazelinecuador.blogspot.com/2006/09/el-oriente-jungle-12-september-2006-we.html' title=''/><author><name>frances</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11556075522842290152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
