That´s right, Baños, the town that shares its name with the toilet. Beautiful town really.

Actually, Baños is a very popular holiday destination for Ecuadorians and for international jetsetters with monolithic backpacks like ourselves.

The reason for this town´s fame is its natural hot spring baths (hence the name Baños, meaning bath).

The town is also set at the base of an active volcano that should go off some time soonish.

Whilst in Baños we hired bikes…

Banos Bike

While riding a cable car across a 100 metre fall…

cable car

To go and look at water falls…


Then finally came home to grab a four-wheeler to check the sites of Baños…

four wheel

Ah, Baños…same name as a toilet but the best restaurants in Ecuador (no kidding, the food was great).Except for when I ordered the lunch of the day…but that is another story that is not related to this picture of roasting guineapig…


I swear.

love john and fion (and thanks to simon who set up this blog for us)


Tena and Beyond

otosWell, we finally left Quito. In conversations with other travellers it became clear to us that Quito isn´t that nice and it was time to move on.

We had planned to go north to a town called Otavalo so that Fion could write her LP author sample.

However, nobody informed the indigenous people of Ecuador about this and they have spent the last week and a half in protests and road blocks about the signing of an Ecuador/US free trade agreement (which sounds ludicrous except for the Ecuadorian oil interests).

So, we went west instead. Into the jungle. Well, near the jungle…no, it was the jungle, the edges of the dark and mysterious Amazon. Well, the edges aren´t dark, their kind of deep green. anyhoo…you´ve heard all of this before.

Quito, Ecuador

The couple of days before we arrived I started reading the Dangers & Annoyances section of LP guide and got myself a little freaked out. Robberies, armed holdups… Read the rest of this entry »

Valparaiso, Chile

Port at ValparaisoNext we jumped on the bus to Valparaiso, hilly port town extraordinaire. More funkiness and bus drivers who like to beep the horn. We stayed right up in the hills and rode funiculars up and down as we wandered around. We could have stayed longer here and in Santiago and thought about changing our tix, but alas it didn´t happen and now here we are in Quito.

Santiago, Chile

So about a week and a half down and it feels like much longer..what´s that work thing again?? Our flight was fine, but when we got to the hotel in early afternoon we had to sleep and sleep. Jetlagged we was. Did lots of walking around in Santiago, which has some funky pockets. Through one of these ~ Bellevista ~ is one of the main city parks and we rode a funicular and then took a cable car – think little egg-shaped number hanging way over the parkland – right into the heights of the park and came across the most amazing, huge public swimming pool. It was like a true oasis and totally drool-worthy. We had not brought togs. Doh. Next day we checked out another pleasant spot of the city but all that was really on our minds was getting back to the pool (was hot in Chile). when we did, it was closed, but instead we were directed to another one even higher up the hill. It was just as big and beautiful. Conclusion: Chileans do good pools.And pisco sours. Zing! They good. Of course john always wanted another one. since when did I become the sensible drinker? After one night of beers and a couple of pisco sours we had a quick little kiss in the street and as we finished (it wasn´t long ok, gosh) a cheer went up from across the street. It was a bunch of school girls standing in the entrance to a block of flats. I´m pretty sure one cried out ´vive amor´!! After we recovered from the shock we pissed ourselves silly.