(117) A Jaunt to the Jungle
The last few weeks had been a lot harder then I had imagined and having the problems with my second new Garmin and my hub I was starting to struggle mentally. I had been so lucky at the start of my trip because I’d had so many amazing friends come out but this was the longest I’d gone without seeing anyone. The roads were hard and with the jungle limiting my vision to just the edges of the road it had started to feel claustrophobic. This in turn took my mind off the surroundings and on to me. I knew I was losing focus and my positivity and needed to do something about it. Reading letters that Joe and lizzie had put together from our friends we rode with when we were in Chile made a massive difference and helped me see things more clearly. Having Time off in Cuenca was good for me and being ahead of time, in a new country, Having a replacement hub sent out and a good friend due to fly out everything was good and I could now look forward to the jungle.
Sunday 26th July
Taking the few days off in Cuenca and having the chance to look around had been really lovely. It had given me time to catch up on a few jobs, speak to home and speak to Amanda who was coming out in about ten days giving her a list of things she needed bring for herself along with the things that I had needed to replace what was breaking and a few bits to prepare me for the heat and deserts to come. I had really appreciated the effort she had gone to in coming out considering that she had so much on anyway and in all that to find time for me was amazing. The city of Cuenca was beautiful and I enjoyed looking around but with few people in the hostel I looked around on my own. I missed the company but appreciated the city but I craved the countryside and life on my bike. I had eaten so much and all the things I missed but I wanted to move on. Wanting to drop down to the jungle meant I had to make sure I had enough time to get to the town of Ambato and up to Quito to collect Amanda. It had been great to have a little nudge as I was getting behind and with Amanda coming out had kicked me up the back side to move north. I was doing ok and knew I would cover more distance once I’d crossed over to Panama but I also wanted to enjoy my surroundings so getting as far north as I have in such a short time meant I could enjoy Ecuador a bit more and have someone to enjoy it with.
Monday 27th July
As I packed my panniers it dawned on me that I had brought way to much food. I ate as much as I could for breakfast then felt sick and still I had tons. Food in Ecuador is expensive and I had managed to buy a lot of goodies and food I didn’t want to leave behind. With my bike weighing more then a battleship I set off out of the city heading north to where I would turn off. The traffic was kind and the road was slightly down hill which judging by the map I should follow the river down stream from 2,500m to about 500 metres. I met a local guy on a nice road bike who pointed out where the road started to go down hill and looked a long way away.
As I headed down hill everything got much greener
I hoped he was wrong and thanked him as I turned off and continued to drop. With Mendez 100 miles away I had a feeling the guy was right and sure enough the first climb came taking me back up to 2,500m and around a spur to then drop deep into a long Combe the other side.
The road then climbed back out and around the next spur. I was making ok progress but the steepness of the climbs made it hard work.
As I rode into to each cloud it would start to rain
The rain had been falling pretty much since I left the highway with gaps between the clouds making what should have been a interesting descent.
With a long wide dam in the valley it was a long wet ride around
With the rain getting heavier I pushed on skipping lunch as I was still full from breakfast. The combination of the rain and the climbs I was soaked through to the skin and with the light now fading I needed to find a place to stay.
Noticing that in each village there was a church with a covered basketball court I thought I would camp at the next one only to find it was high up on the hill. So rode onto the next one to find it wasn’t covered. By the time I had passed through these two it was almost dark so seeing a cafe with people in I stopped to ask if there was somewhere I could put my tent. They showed me to a room and said I could sleep in a bed.
Looking out as the rain continued to fall
It was amazing and with the rain beating against the roof it was just what I needed. They then invited me into eat and so I headed in and sat freezing cold while they prepared food. After an hour of nothing a group of guys came in and they were swiftly served food. I thought maybe we will eat after so I waited until they left and asked when do we eat. With a blank look I realised something was lost in translation at which point I was shaking with the cold. I cut my losses and headed for my room by which time it was to late to cook so I ate some crisps and sweets. I knew it wasn’t enough but it was something and I was to tired to do anything about it. Tomorrow I would try and make up for the lack off food and hope the road was kinder
Tuesday 28th July
After a later night then I had hoped and not eating a proper tea I woke hungry and the rain beating on the roof. I was warm and comfy and had to kick myself out of bed. With my things packed I made a cup of coffee lent my bike under the lean to and went in for some hot water. Everything just felt a little strange and I think a lot came down to translation. I thought I was doing well with my Spanish but since arriving in Ecuador it was like I was learning a new language. I said my thanks and set off down the mountain hoping I would have a nice easy day following the river. As the rain stopped and the warmth started to lift the clouds out of the valley the mountains around came into view.
There seemed to be quarry at the bottom of two huge waterfalls collecting sand
As I climbed I reached a tunnel and went in to see where it went, It was steep inside and soon the light disappeared and I was left in total darkness. My front light was giving off enough to see but being a dynamo I had to keep peddle to keep it on. After a while I started to see light ahead and sure enough the rounded shape of the tunnel the other end appeared broken up by the hanging green fauna. I arrived at the entrance thinking I would have to return to find it must have been the old route before the road was built around the outside.
The north end of the tunnel
Pleased I had done a nice short cut I continued to climb a couple more miles and on to the next descent to climb again. Every time I thought I was at the top of the last climb I would come around a bend to see the road climb up the otherside and disappear into the forest. After numerous climbs I reached the top of one and saw that the road dropped down and into the mist below.
As I dropped into it the rain started and it didn’t stop for the next few hours. I loved the views but having to climb in the fog and rain when I was meant to be following a river was annoying. As I slowly climbed I passed three guys sending materials up the mountain on a cable where there were men waiting.
The road dropped away far into the mist
From what I could make out they were installing a new high voltage powerline. Feeling the effect of not having any tea and little for breakfast I knew I had to eat something so I pulled over on a spot off the road and made some sandwiches. I knew it wouldn’t suddenly transform me in to a rocket but it would help. With the rain starting to fall again I packed up and continued up the climb. I couldn’t believe how steep the climbs were and how much I was climbing when I should be descending.
It felt like I was deep in the jungle as I rode on
As I came out from under the clouds I was greeted by so much green
With around 15 miles until Mendez the road once again dropped away and the sun started to come out. The warm air hit me and with it the sound of insects became louder. I knew I would still have a little climbing once I had crossed the river but I was almost at Mendez. Once across the river I had three miles to go then dropped into the town.
I was hoping to get a little further but feeling tired and seeing it was a nice town I decided to stay. From the map the road followed the river but over the 112 miles from Cuenca and dropping down from 2,500 to 570 metres I had managed to climb 3,178 metres. I knew from here the road should be easier if not hotter but should be relatively flat. I was pleased to have made it to Mendez but I was tired and couldn’t believe how hard it had been. I just hoped the road north was kinder.
Wednesday 29th July
I knew I was getting closer to nature with my room having ants and wondered what else I had to look forward to. I set off later then I had hoped but with 47 miles to Macas and hopefully no big hills should be easy enough to get there. I left the town and started the first of a few steep climbs that I had been told about but as I turned more North although I had a few hills to contend with non were that big.
There were many beautiful flowers along the way
The mist soon turned to rain but as I continued North I seemed to ride out of it and into the warmth of the sun. I didn’t bother putting my jacket on as the rain wet my shirt which in turn kept me cool. Making good progress I reached the town of Sucùa at around 2pm and seemed a good place to stop for lunch. I picked up some bread and made my way to the square to have lunch. Having had brought enough food for about five days in Cuenca it was a good time to use some as I needed to lighten my bike. Why I brought so much I don’t know but I wasn’t going to waste it. With the clouds moving northwards the rain started to fall and so was my que to get going. With in five minutes the heavens opened into a torrential down pour. I grabbed my jacket but as I rode North once again I managed once again to ride out of it.
With the sun now out it brought with it an amazing rainbow lighting the jungle to the east. As I rode on I passed something big in the road that looked like a snake. I went back to take a look to see it was a snake, a huge one that had been hit by a car and couldn’t believe the size of it.
I just wondered what else lurked in the undergrowth
With Macas only about 10 miles away I knew I had plenty of time and on one of the descents stopped to eat water melon. It tasted so great and now being refreshed I rode on the last few miles into town. When I arrived it turned out to be a bigger town then what I had expected. I looked for a hostel and soon found a nice one where the owners were friendly and happy to look after my bike. Once showered I headed out for food. I was pleased with how I had got on and although it had rained a lot it did seem to keep the bugs at bay and stop me from getting bitten.
Thursday 30th July
Not really sure how far I was going to cycle with Puyo being 81 miles away I thought I would see how I got on and probably find somewhere to camp along the way. Feeling tired and my legs not feeling strong I struggled out of bed and was on the road by 10am and picking up a piece of cake on the way to perk me up. I descended out of the town over the river and started to climb up the steep hill up to the ridge the other side. My legs felt like lead and I knew I had to take it easy. Once out of the river valley I continued north on a ridge that rose and fell not to much but seemed to be more climbing then descending.
The road pretty much stayed the same with the jungle on either side broken up by small villages or settlements. Passing more snakes I wondered how many lined the highway but out of sight. I stopped just before 12 at the top of a climb to make a sandwich which seemed to help and make my bike a little lighter. With a large river on the map ahead I continued on until I dropped to the huge bridge and stopped at a restaurant before crossing it.
It was amazing how many huge rivers I crossed knowing they were all heading for the Amazon making me wonder just how massive it must be
With the usual chicken and rice on the menu I got stuck in and as there was a hammock behind where I was sat I finished lunch and had a lay down. Within a minute I was fast asleep and knew I must have needed it. I woke feeling much better and set off up the next climb.
Crossing one of the many huge rivers
At this point I was about half way to Puyo and with about 3 hours of light left I wondered weather I could make it in a day. With the contours showing a climb for the first half then a descent to Puyo I had a good chance.
Feeling better after my sleep I continued to climb with the odd descent to help me recover and the further north I rode the more it looked like I would reach the town about an hour after dark. As I headed north and climbed I was getting further and further behind making me wonder whether I would reach the town after all and then the down hills became more often with short climbs the other side.
I soon made up the time and as the sun set I only had 5 miles to go. It felt great reaching the town in a day and I felt much better then I had this morning. After about half an hour of riding through the town I found a hotel that was perfect. I was tired but knowing I had made it this far felt great and helped me relax knowing I now had time for a day off when I found somewhere I liked but for now I needed food and lots of it!
Friday 31st July
After a cracking day yesterday and a nice Chinese I ended up with a restless night with the food not agreeing with me. I hated getting sick and just hoped it was just a combination of being tired and dehydration. I left late feeling rubbish and got on the road. Luckily for me the next section was fairly flat.
Other then the odd climb I was making good progress but with the sun out it was rapidly draining my energy. Having no appetite I stopped in a small town to have a couple ice lollies.
They tasted amazing but I was tired and needed to keep going. As the miles ticked away I reached the Napo river located just south of Tena and decided I would ride down into the jungle to a lodge that had been recommended. It was a few more miles but following closely to the river it should be flat.
Reaching the bridge that crossed the Napo river
I stopped for a drink of water as I was totally out and a guy came up to me to say he was a cyclist as well. He was cycling with his girlfriend and another guy he had met. It was really great to chat but I wasn’t in the best place to socialise. I felt tired and hot and although I would have loved to have met the other two I preferred to find a place and rest. The shop owner was nice and chatted to him while I slowly recovered then set off down stream to the small village of Misahualli.
As I reached each small climb my whole body protested but I knew I had to keep going. I finally reached the town and asked around for the lodge. Pointing over the bridge and saying 2km I set off and after 2km I stopped at a lodge to ask for directions and as I went in I arrived at some stunning buildings and asked where the other lodge was and was told where I needed to go. I asked how much it was to stay where I was thinking it was well out of my price range to find it was only £8 a night. I set off to find the other lodge and soon realised it I wasn’t going to find anything as nice as what I had just seen and was soon proved right. I crawled back up the road and arrived back at the lodge to be taken swiftly to a beautiful room making me wonder why I had even left in the first place.
The lodge was stunning and couldn’t believe how cheap it was
The place was stunning and the only thing missing was a pool but for a couple nights and a day off I think I could cope!! I decided to stay for tea rather then ride into town and asked where the other guests were to be told I was the only one. The place was incredible and I just couldn’t get my head around the fact I was the only one. I hadn’t had the time just to stop and read and this was perfect. I grabbed my kindle and started to read and with it I relaxed falling into another world of words surrounded by the sound of the jungle. It was bliss.
Saturday 1st August
Waking up being deep in the jungle, made the sounds so much more intense and was incredible to hear. I went down for breakfast and sat reading and couldn’t escape from it. It had been a long time since I had just sat without going through my list of jobs. With no internet the temptation wasn’t there to log on and see what the world was up to and instead I sat and enjoyed the world that I was in.
This beautiful butterfly landed right next to me
As it got closer to lunch time I decided to head into the village grab a snack and look around. It was a small quiet town mainly lead by tourism with many boat trips down river, white water rafting and jungle treks.
All the boats ready to take people down river
knowing Amanda was coming out in just under a week I didn’t worry about tours and just relaxed. As I went to head back to the lodge for a nice afternoon nap I went to get my bike which was locked to a rail to find a huge snake climbing over it.
It was brilliant and incredible to see. with monkeys wondering up the hughstreet it really felt like I was in a jungle town.
I made it back to the lodge after waiting a few minutes for the snake to find something else more interesting and lay on my bed. Wanting to send a couple emails I read some more and once the sun had set I headed back into to town for some tea. I was in town for a couple hours before I returned to the lodge and spotted something in the road. It was a bird unsure of my light and so sat there still. I stopped and tried to work out what it was. looking much like an owl it took off and headed for the trees. I rode on another few hundred metres with glow bugs flying everywhere then spotted something else, It was a tarantula and was just amazing to see.
Seeing this reminding me to tuk the mozzie net into my bed as I made it back and relaxed for the rest of the evening. With a big climb over a pass to get to Quito I wasn’t sure how long it was going to take so wanted an early start.
Sunday 2nd August
After a day off just relaxing and nothing else I got up with a bit of a sore head. It had been an amazing place to spend a few nights and just hear the sound of the wildlife. Ecuador is beautiful but there isn’t so many places to camp and so I tended to reach a town and find a hostel. This took me away from the natural world outside and put me in the middle of the hustle and bustle. I didn’t mind that and it was fairly inexpensive but I missed the sounds and smells. This place was far enough out of town to feel like I was camping with the luxury of a bed. It was so lovely to have stayed and could have stayed longer but I needed to get going. I had been told that the road to Quito was closed and I should go back to Puyo. Having spoken to a cyclist the day before who said they had cleared most of the landslides I decided to head north. One of the main reasons was I didn’t have the time to go the long way round plus I didn’t want to go back. By the time I set off it was past 1oam and doubted whether I would make the pass to Baeza. Being at 400 metres and the pass over 2400 with the town over 100km away I was in for a long day and a long climb. The road undulated to start with back to the junction where I picked up a yogurt from the nice man in the shop and after a short break headed north climbing past Tena continuing to gradually climb.
I stopped for an ice lolly which was $0.50c and when I got my change the guy charged me 75c I asked for my correct change and he refused saying it was the price. It had been the first time I was aware I had been overcharged on purpose and with a bit of a stand off with the help of a local who told the shop keeper off I continued annoyed.
Heading towards the pass
The road climbed gradually and by 3pm I knew I was still no where near the pass. I stopped at a nice cafe by the road to have lunch before riding on ever climbing. With around 2000 metres of height gain to get over and the speed I was going I knew I wouldn’t make the town unless I arrived well after dark. I also knew if I pushed on to much I would be tired tomorrow for the big climb to Quito.
It was incredible to be able to look back over the jungle covered in mist
As the sun set out of sight and in the shadow of the mountain I thought I would look for a camp. Ecuador felt safe and finding a spot right on the roadside wasn’t a good idea but positioning it out of the line of sight on a bend was perfect and should leave me undisturbed. With three tins of food I’d carried from Cuenca it was also a good time to shed some weight for the next pass. Not being to far from the top should leave me with an easy morning where I can grab some lunch in town and make a start on the next pass to the capital. This should then give me time to climb the remainder and get close to Quito for an easy and safe ride in. With my shoes and other items in the tent I could be sure I wouldn’t have any nasty’s hiding and rest for a good nights sleep. As I tried to settle my phone went off which made me jump. not knowing who it could be I dug it out of my bar bag and saw a message from Amanda telling me she had put a nail in her foot and was in hospital. knowing the fact she was in hospital I knew it was bad but had no idea how bad. With no internet I started to worry and hoped she was ok by first sending a concerned message back with lots of puns about nails in. Hoping it would at least make her smile I found it hard to then sleep for worry.
Monday 3rd August
After a restless night imagining that the ground was moving and at any moment I would disappear down the mountain wasn’t great. I did get to sleep but woke up exhausted.
My camp for the night close to the summit
Luckily I was close to the top of the pass and should have an easy ride to Baeza. It felt a nice change sitting while the kettle boiled and turning the tent over to dry in the sun. I loved my tent but with little in the way of nice camp spots as most would be on the edge of the road or in someone’s garden as everything else was taken up with jungle it was hard to find a place to use it. I set off just after 9 and arrived after twenty minutes at the summit and a clear view of the valley below.
It was almost impossible to see where the road came up under the dark green coolly flower trees. I set off down the north side towards the town with an amazing descent only to climb and descend several times. With the sky covered in a thin layer of grey cloud the temperature remained perfect to ride in.
Another climb before the road headed north towards the town
I turned the corner and road north up another valley and dropped into town. It was a small town pretty much the same as any other but arriving at 12 was a good time to find a place for lunch. Still feeling tired and a dark cloud moving west in my direction I finished my lunch and set off west towards the pass. Although my bike was a little lighter it still felt heavy and I knew I was in for a long climb. The valley was more like a wide gorge with waterfalls everywhere most bellowing muddy water off the edge from the recent rains.
There had been a lot of rain and with the roar of the water it sounded like a lot was heading towards the Amazon. Feeling spots of rain I pushed on passing numerous landslides that had recently been cleared and judging by the volume of traffic the road was now open to Quito.
Pleased with my choice to head this way I slowly climbed but I felt totally fatigued. I stopped from time to time to eat an orange to try and lighten my load even more and taking it easy on the steep bits. Wanting to get to Papallacta before nightfall I stopped for a quick snack and pushed on. The higher I got the less the insects buzzed and the less the birds sang. It was also getting colder so I was pleased when I reached the town. The last few miles had been steep and in the town was the same. I stopped to chat to some locals who were all very friendly pointing me in the direction of a hostel. With the first being 2 and a half times more expensive I rode on slowly climbing and found one that was perfect. The owners were lovely and even cooked me tea after the restaurant was closed. I had spotted on the map there were thermal springs so wanting to check them out the next day meaning I needed to be up in good time. I still had 800 metres to the pass and probably more climbing the other side but I had made good progress and if I could get close to the city would make the following day easier.
Tuesday 4th August
Waking to hear the cars passing on wet roads didn’t sound great for the climb ahead. I packed my things and made my way down stairs where the owner made me breakfast. Wanting to go to the thermal baths on such a cold wet day was perfect and hopefully giving the weather chance to clear. I started the climb up through the village and turned off to the baths. The road to the top was so steep it was hard to turn the peddles but once I’d gained about 150 meters the road levelled off making the last mile easy. It felt cold in the rain and I couldn’t wait to jump into a nice hot pool. I reached the baths and with in ten minutes I was in. It felt amazing and so I spent the next two hours soaking in hot thermal water and walking between the numerous pools.
The baths were amazing and just what I needed
With 800 metres still to climb to the Papallacta pass I set off around 11am and made my way back down the road to the highway where I started to climb.
Climbing up above the town
This made me laugh when it came around the corner
The rain became more persistent but still feeling warm from the baths was great. I reached the summit around 2pm to see the west side was clear and so started the descent towards Quito.
Papallacta pass 4,064mts
Unsure how far I would get I pushed on with the option of stopping early. With the road turning into a dual carriageway I was getting up to 52 mph and at this rate I would reach the centre in no time.
The difference on the west side of the pass was incredible
The descent was incredible with views of vulcan Cotapaxi to the left and vulcan Pichincha sat right behind the city of Quito. As I continued to drop into a low flat plateau I could see the road climb ahead and in between two hills which made my heart sink.
The summit of Cotopaxi poking above the horizon to the south
Now being much lower then Quito I knew I was in for another big climb. It wasn’t as bad as I thought but it felt like I wasn’t getting any closer to the city. After passing through the two hills I dropped again to a river and to see the city skyscrapers perched way up on the cliff reminiscent of la Paz in Bolivia I knew my climbing wasn’t over just yet.
It was going to be a steep climb into the city
I turned off the highway and started to climb the narrow cobbled streets slowly gaining height to the outskirts. I reached the city around 5 pm and rode through the streets trying to find the historical centre. With a bit of pointing I found the main area but the next problem was a hostel. I searched and searched until after what felt like forever I found a hostel that was cheap and ok. The down side was the Internet was shocking and the hotel next door was over $600 a night.
The view from my $6 a night room of Saint Francisco square with the moon coming out
Having enough speed to check my emails and messages I checked to see how Amanda was and got to see the Xray for the first time, I couldn’t believe how deep the nail had gone in and could see why she was in so much pain.
This is the image Amanda sent me of the nail in her foot. I felt it appropriate to send her nail related puns to cheer her up but I was really worried about her
(but don’t tell her I said that)
I really felt for her knowing how much she had wanted to visit the jungle and her coming out was in the balance on how well she recovered. Deciding I would stick with bad internet for one night, I knew I would have to find somewhere else which was annoying but I wanted to get as much work done before Amanda was due to arrive if at all. I was pleased I had made it to Quito so early but I just needed to find a nice place for a few days. Having a view over Saint Francisco square was incredible and to make it even better I met a lovely New Zealand couple who were also travelling by bike but were at the end of their trip. It was lovely to chat with them and relax before I headed out across the city to find a new place to stay.
Wednesday 5th August
Waking up and knowing I had to move hostels wasn’t a great prospect as my location seemed to be in the historical centre but after having such a trouble finding a place I had to start again. I packed my things and went downstairs to search the Internet for hostels something I had not done in South America. With numerous ones coming up I marked them in a map and checked if they had space. With the same one coming up on searches I grabbed my bike to check it out.
$640 hotel on left $6 hotel on the right
Being 2.5 miles from the centre I wondered what it would be like and so went to find out. With no bags on by bike I soon reached a quite street and a lovely clean hostel that also looked a good place to leave all my things. Once checked in I headed back to the centre and my hostel to collect my things. Judging by the road back it should be easy access to the centre of town and closer to the airport. Once back I decided to make the most of my morning and had a look around the many churches which were incredible.
I knew I would see them again with Amanda if she was well enough but I knew it would also be good to get my bearings to make our return easier if she was on crutches. With my bags out of the room and on my bike I set off back to the new hostel to unload. With my bike now locked up I checked the Internet to see if it was any better and found it to be amazing. With that ready I set off to get some ideas for the jungle and how best to organise the time if Amanda arrived.
While walking around town I stopped in this shop to get my shoes fixed
After walking down the street for 5 minutes I arrived in what seemed to be tourist central. I couldn’t believe the time I had spent searching and this is where everyone is and where all the tour operators are. After a little research I found a tour that sounded good and able to deal with the fact that Amanda couldn’t walk properly and so sent her the info. With some ideas to send on I now needed a bike shop to fix my hub. I knew I couldn’t do anything just yet as I needed to clean the inside with some special oil but knew it would save me time. After searching for about an hour I found a place that could help. The guy was nice and was more then happy to help. With several options and still not really sure if Amanda was coming I headed back to make a call and discuss various plans. I really hoped she could come out as I know it would be a good break for her but also amazing company for me. It’s been amazing seeing the sights I have seen so far but its so much better shared and I knew how well we both got on and that it would be fun. After quite a while discussing options with Amanda she felt confident enough to come out with out having to worry to much about her foot which was amazing. With the help of her friend Dominique had been incredible with helping her pack and motivate her to go it left little for her to worry about and relax. I knew she would enjoy it but knew it would change the things we did. This didn’t worry me as this was also my time off the bike to relax and give me time to re-energise. With a plan made I went through my kit swapping things around so It would easy to know what I was sending home. With the tropics ahead of me and lower mountain passes along with the desert I could shed some weight and make my ride easier. This I was looking forward to as my bike was way to heavy and I knew it. With little else to do I returned to book the tour and eat. I still had a lot of work to do on the blog but that would wait for tomorrow. Today I was relaxing and I needed it and I couldn’t wait for the company.
Thursday 6th August
With a full day to work, rest and play I spent the morning working on the blog before heading out to get some lunch. It was nice to look around and plan the next two weeks but I still had a lot of work to do. I headed back to work some more making good progress and managing to post a blog. It always felt good to do and would always leave me relaxed for another week. As the day was quickly coming to an end like it normally did I went for tea excited about having Amanda come out. I knew I would need to help her a lot but it was a tiny price to pay to have fun and her company.
Reaching the jungle had been a lot harder then I thought it would be but having time off at the lodge and seeing as much as I did then finishing it with the thermal pools and an incredible descent to my next famous landmark was amazing. Hearing that Amanda may not be coming out was hard but I was worried about her and her foot. I knew she had to look after herself and understood. To then hear She was on her way all be it on crutches was incredible and admired her strength and determination. It was now for me to make sure I looked after her and make sure she enjoyed her holiday.
Thanks for reading xx