Rainbow Mountain – a must-climb in Peru

Rainbow Mountain half covered in snow on a sunny day

Rainbow Mountain is quite a spectacular rock formation located about 3 hours outside of Cusco. The hike takes you to over 5000 meters above sea level, but it should still be manageable to climb even for people with little hiking experience. If you happen to find yourself in Cusco, a day trip to Rainbow Mountain is one I would highly recommend.

Rainbow Mountain half covered in snow on a sunny day

To climb or not to climb

I think I decided that I wanted to climb Rainbow Mountain the very first time I saw it in a picture. It just looked so cool, and I knew I needed to experience it for myself. It also didn’t hurt that this hike would take me to over 5000 meters above sea level for the first time, something I had wanted to accomplish for a while.

Me and my friends spent some time discussing whether it would be wise to take on a heavy hike so shortly before starting the Inca Trail. We were also worried that we wouldn’t get to see the infamous rainbow patterns, as there were a lot of snow in the mountains during the time we were there. I knew right away that I still wanted to do the hike, and I was happy when everyone else eventually decided to join.

A cold morning

As we arrived at the starting point of the hike it was freezing. We had left Cusco around 3 am and made a quick stop for breakfast, but it was still early and the surrounding mountains were very much covered in snow. Luckily the sun was also on the rise, and the weather predictions were promising. We snapped a quick group shot and got going.

Group of people at the Rainbow Mountain starting point

The hike to Rainbow Mountain

The first part of the hike was lovely and fairly easy. The altitude called for heavy breaths and we had lots of breaks to drink some water and recover. I feel like I really benefitted from having spent a lot of time in high altitude already, as I was definitely amongst the ones that handled the thin air the best. The further along we got, the more our group stretched out. I teamed up with one of my friends, and together we claimed the lead.

The last part of the hike is truly exhausting, but I am a firm believer in pushing through without too many breaks. Once again this strategy worked wonders. Reaching the top as the first one from our group felt kind of amazing.

Snowcapped mountains and llamas walking around

The eternity we spent admiring Rainbow Mountain

As we basically ran all the way up to reach the top as soon as possible, there was one thing we failed to realize. We now had to spend an awful lot of time waiting for the rest of the group to get up there. It is safe to say it was a long, cold wait.

When we first reached the top we were ecstatic. We were the only ones up there, and took  in the surroundings while taking a million photos. Once we were done taking all the pictures and admiring the views from all angles, we eventually ran out of things to do. It was cold and windy, and I felt like the others couldn’t get up there fast enough. Eventually they started arriving, pair by pair, and we had our group shots taken as well.

We then started the descend; a leisurely hike amongst llamas and cute local villages.

Girl posing in front of Rainbow Mountain

Group posing in front of Rainbow Mountain

What to wear when hiking Rainbow Mountain

This is a tricky one as the temperatures are ever-changing. I recommend wearing layers. That way you can dress up and down as you desire. I went from multiple layers, to a t-shirt, to multiple layers and a jacket during my hike in the end of October. A wind breaker comes in handy at the top, although I doubt that a lot of people stay up there for as long as I did.

Sunscreen is another must. You might not feel it, especially if it is windy, but the high altitude makes the sun really strong.

♥ Erica

Cusco – a Peruvian favourite

Cusco Town square

Cusco really surprised me. Upon arrival I didn’t know what to expect, and simply wasn’t prepared to like the city so much. However I love a good surprise, and was happy we had a few days to explore.

Cusco Town square

Arriving in Cusco

When I arrived in Cusco I felt worn out. For once I didn’t manage to sleep much on the night bus, and that affected my mood heavily. Once again we had to wait before checking into our hotel, so instead of a much desired nap I headed out for breakfast and a city tour. I must admit that breakfast lifted my spirits a little. We ate at a place called Jack’s, and it was unreal. If you’re looking for a breakfast/lunch place in Cusco, this is the one. The meals are huge and so amazing!

I left breakfast very full, but still feeling like a zombie. Therefore I don’t think I even realized how nice Cusco is while we did our little walking tour. I only remember seeing a few squares, some places that were good for shopping and that we eventually ended up at the local market, where we tried local fruit and snacks. At last we were able to check into our hotel, where I had a well-deserved shower and a nap. I finally felt like a human being again.

Group of people posing on a street in Cusco

Shopping the local goods

In the afternoon I met up with the others to get a shopping session in. During our walking tour our guide had showed us a place he recommended for buying local products, mainly all things made out of alpaca wool. We spent a good couple of hours in that shop and left quite a few soles behind. I managed to buy a few scarves, a headband and a few other things, and was very happy with my purchases. The owner of the shop also had quite a big smile by the time we were done, having made a nice profit that day.

When we were done shopping we headed to a tour agency to get some information before the Inca Trail, which was only a few days away. We got acquainted with our guide and were happy to learn that our trekking group would only consist of the eight of us that were already traveling together. We then wrote down what kind of equipment we wanted to rent. I opted for a sleeping bag and a sleeping mat, but decided against walking poles, as the only one in our group. Afterwards we headed out for a delicious burger before going to bed early. We had an early rise the following morning.

Hiking the Rainbow Mountain

In many ways hiking Rainbow Mountain was the ultimate warm up before taking on the Inca Trail. I already considered myself a mountain goat after my Huaraz adventures, and had no worries concerning hiking Rainbow Mountain nor the Inca Trail, but for the rest of my group this turned out to be good preparation.

Hiking the Rainbow Mountain was amazing from start to finish. The weather was great, the views were unreal and it was so good to get my hiking boots on again. Read my full post about climbing Rainbow Mountain here.

Rainbow Mountain half covered in snow

Cusco markets

Cusco has a lot of markets, and we only briefly got to explore a few of them. On the morning we were to depart for Ollantaytambo to start the Inka Trail, we decided to roam the markets to get a few items for our group to improve our team spirit. We picked up a few colourful scrunchies for the girls and finger puppets for all of us (don’t ask me why, but they made for cute photos). The markets are spread out all across town, and you can get just about anything here.

Celebratory drinks

Cusco is both the starting point and where you end up after the Inca Trail. After completing our amazing four day trek, we therefore once again found ourselves in Cusco, tired but content. We had been told that on the day you complete the Inca Trail you are supposed to stay awake for a full 24 hours, and had decided to take on this challenge. We had been up since 3 am, and figured the best way to stay awake was to go partying.

After a dinner, where we also got to mix our own Pisco Sour, we went to a club on the main square. It wasn’t great, and when they started giving dancing lessons in the middle of the club we quickly decided to bail. Instead we headed for the party hostel Wild Rover, where we had a great time. It had, however, been a long day with so many impressions, so when the clock struck 3 am I was more than ready for bed. I think most of us felt the same way.

Kit for making your own Pisco Sour

Exploring Cusco

It’s kind of ironic, but it wasn’t until my last full day in Cusco that I got to explore it properly. After waking up slightly tired and hungover me and a few of the others decided that we had to get something out of the day, although nothing too excessive. We enjoyed yet another filling breakfast at Jack’s, and I spent the entire day with Mika and Amy just exploring aimlessly. We ended up in small market, went to a really interesting Coca Museum, explored the old part of town, which has some cute narrow streets, and spent some time in a charming art shop. At one point we even found ourselves taking selfies with local kids on a school excursion. It was such a good day!

Later we met up with our group and had dinner in a place called Mr. Soup, which (obviously) served soups. They were so good!

Group of young people posing on a street

Cusco treated me really nicely. It gave me great adventures, good food and just generally a good time. Looking back at it, Cusco was probably my favourite city in Peru. Luckily there is no way anyone will skip Cusco when visiting Peru, and if you do you sure will be missing out.

♥ Erica

A short stay in Arequipa and Colca Canyon

Bygning i sentrum av Arequipa i Peru

Arequipa is known as the white city of Peru, and one of the prettiest cities in the country. I didn’t get to explore the city as much as I probably should have, but I still enjoyed my short stay in Arequipa a lot.

Bygning i sentrum av Arequipa i Peru

Exploring Arequipa

I arrived in the early morning after a fairly comfortable bus ride with a decent amount of sleep. We weren’t allowed to check into our rooms at the time, and headed straight out for a guided tour of the city. Turns out it really is as beautiful as people make it out to be. The white buildings alone were enough to make me like it, but the main pedestrian street was also really nice. After the guided tour we were taken up to a viewpoint where we got a good sight of the volcanoes surrounding Arequipa. Such an amazing view! For lunch most of the group tried the local delicacy that is guinea pig. I felt bad for the little creatures and stuck to salad.

After a much needed power nap we went out to explore further. I went with some of the girls to check out the Museum of Andean Sanctuaries, where you can see an actual Inca mummy. We first watched a short documentary that provided some background information, and then moved on to the actual exhibition. For some reason we ended up with our own private guide, but it was really nice as we got a lot of information we wouldn’t have gotten otherwise. The mummy itself was kind of creepy and very well conserved despite its age. In the evening we met up with most of the group at a rooftop terrace, where we had pizza and shared a bottle of wine. 

Vulkan og landskap i Peru

Colca Canyon excursion

The morning after we went off on a three-day excursion to Chivay and Colca Canyon. We made lots of stops at various photogenic places, the best one being one with a huge pack of llamas and alpacas. Upon arrival in Chivay we napped, before heading out on yet another introductory tour of a town. Chivay turned out to be a pretty cute town with a nice town square with lots of cafes and restaurants. We found a café that served hot chocolate, and relaxed there for a while before meeting up with the group for dinner.

Condor spotting in Colca Canyon

The morning after we got in a bus and headed for Colca Canyon, known as the deepest canyon in the world. The main goal of the day was spotting some condors, as they are known to frequent in the area. The day featured lots and lots of amazing views, a beautiful short hike and of course some waiting around for the condors to appear. We almost lost hope at one point, so it was really exciting when two huge birds suddenly appeared and we got to watch them up close.

Jente med flette foran landskap i Peru

Flyvende Condor i Colca Canyon

Relaxation in the hot springs

After lunch back in Chivay we were picked up and taken to the hot springs nearby for some relaxation. There were several pools with different temperatures, and with beers in hand we had a really lovely afternoon.

For our last dinner in Chivay we went to a place that provided local entertainment in the form of dancing. Just watching the dancing was entertaining enough, but it got even better when they started pulling up people from the audience to join them. A few of my friends got to participate, while I was happy enjoying it from the comfort of my chair. We finished the evening with some drinks in an Irish pub.

Returning to Arequipa

The following morning we made our return to Arequipa. We had almost a full day back before getting on our night bus to Cusco, and mostly spent it wandering around. We had lunch in a cute Italian restaurant that was covered in umbrellas, bought ice cream and enjoyed the vibe of the city. I could easily have spent a few more days getting acquainted with Arequipa.

♥ Erica

Lima to Nazca, through Paracas and Huacachina

Overview of the Ica desert in Peru

At one point I thought that I would end up spending quite a few days in Lima, but that plan quickly changed as I decided to go trekking instead. I therefore quickly rushed away from Huaraz the same night we finished the trek, and got on the night bus slightly tipsy after taking a few well-deserved celebratory drinks with some locals in a shady back alley. At least it made me sleep perfectly on the bus that night, and sometimes you’ve just got to embrace those oh so local experiences.

I arrived in Lima early in the morning and made my way to the Metropolitano to get to my hostel in Miraflores in the cheapest way possible. Before getting on the bus I had my first argument in Spanish, as the security guard at the station meant that my backpack was too big to go on the bus. When he realised that he was losing that argument he instead started yelling at me for not having bought a bus card. “Excuse me, but I have been in the city for ten minutes?” It also turned out that I could buy said card from a machine less than a meter from where I was standing. I guess some people just argue for the sake of it. Eventually it all worked out and I made it to Miraflores; an area I immediately liked. It was so developed and different from all the places I had been recently, and I found myself enjoying the change of scenery. I spent the first day in Lima just walking around the area, taking a stroll down by the beach and checking out some shops and restaurants. Those days are needed every now and then. For my second, and last, day in the city I went into the centre to take a look around and spent a few hours checking out a few seemingly important buildings without caring enough to find out what they actually were.

Town square in Lima
Empty town square in Lima

In the afternoon it was time to gather my stuff and move to Barranco, a different area of town, where I would meet the group I would be traveling with for the next three weeks. After more than two months of traveling and working everything out myself it was a strange feeling being about to give up all control and also traveling with a group I didn’t choose myself. I was definitely curious as I made my way down to the welcome meeting at 6 pm. A few hours later I was sat in a bar with 13 people who were about to become my friends, laughing and playing drinking games. I figured three weeks of organised traveling wouldn’t be that bad after all.

We woke up early the following day and got ready for the first out of many bus rides together. Our first destination was Paracas, a tiny town mostly known for its excursions to Ballestas Island. It turned out the town didn’t have much more than that, and as I, having been to the slightly more spectacular Galápagos Islands, opted out of that excursion, Paracas didn’t really stand out to me. Those who went on the boat trip seemed happy about the experience.

When the others got back from their activity we all got in a private bus and started a long day of traveling with a few stops along the way. The first stop of the day was at a winery where we were taught about the making of the local drink of pisco. We had a guided tour of the winery before moving on to a pretty extensive tasting session. There were a lot of good piscos and some very strong and less enjoyable ones. Our second stop was by far the best one. We stopped in the colonial town of Ica where we were to go sand buggying and sand boarding near the oasis of Huacachina. The group was split into two different buggies and the ride was surprisingly thrilling, kind of like a roller coaster. Every now and then we would get out of the buggy to go sliding down the dunes on a sand board. When standing on top of the hills I was more nervous than expected, but it turned out to be a lot of fun. We finished the activity by stopping at the oasis, where we could take some photos, before we went back to Ica for lunch. I was already starting to realise why it’s unfortunate being the only vegetarian in a big group travelling in Peru (apart from the very poor selection of vegetarian options in most restaurants, obviously), as I was consequently getting my meal last. This turned out to be the case for the entire three weeks I traveled with the group, but at least I was fed in the end.

Collection of pisco in peruvian brewery
Overview of the Ica desert in Peru
Girls walking up a sand dune in a desert
Two sand buggies in sandy desert
Group of people in Peruvian desert by a sand buggy
Eleven people standing with sand boards in front of sand dune
Huacachina oasis in the middle of peruvian desert

After lunch we got back on the bus, this time heading for our final destination of Nazca, a ride that took a few hours. We reached Nazca around sunset, and stopped one last time to enter a lookout where you could see some of the Nazca Lines. Such a weird and fascinating creation with no apparent purpose. When we finally got to our hotel we realised that it was located pretty far away from town so it appeared we would be spending a lot of time there during the next day. Luckily it had a pool and a restaurant. On the other hand it meant I never actually bothered to see the town of Nazca. A few of the others went and my impression is I didn’t really miss out. The highlight of the day we spent in Nazca was the local meal cooked for us for lunch the following day. The entire meal was prepared underground and featured lots of veggies and, obviously, lots of meats for the meat eaters, accompanied by a strange purple corn juice to drink. During our day stuck in our Nazca hotel the card games of “President and asshole” and “Shithead” were also introduced, and those two were to be played a lot throughout our time together. In the evening it was finally time to head to the bus station as our night bus to the lovely city of Arequipa was waiting.

Sunset in a desert
Sand art in the desert in Peru

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♥  Erica

Huaraz and the amazing outdoor adventures that came with it

Blue lake surrounded by mountains

“I have some time to kill, I might as well make a stop in Huaraz to do some hiking”.

And that’s how my plan of spending a couple of days in Huaraz only to be able to visit Laguna 69, which looked so amazing in all the pictures, turned into seven consecutive days of hiking in very high altitude. If someone had told me before I left Norway that in a few months I’d find myself doing a five day self-guided trek in the Peruvian mountains, carrying my 57 litre backpack with tent, sleeping bag and food for the entire trek, I would have laughed them straight in the face, but there I was, and enjoying myself while I was at it. That inner mountain goat I discovered while in Ecuador came with me to Peru, and now more than ever got to unfold itself in the mountains. It is safe to say that I returned from the Santa Cruz trek exhausted, but content.

I’m not even sure when a one day tour of Laguna 69 turned into seven days of hikes and treks, but it certainly wasn’t my idea. I also never would have set up such an ambitious itinerary on my own. Peru did however give me the opportunity to meet up with friends I had made while hiking in Ecuador, and before I knew it we had made plans to encounter more land together. After a week of lazy living in Máncora I also figured I needed it.

Two girls sitting in front of Laguna Arhuaycocha

We arrived in Huaraz an early morning after taking the night bus from Trujillo, and quickly jumped in a taxi up to our hostel. We were given our room immediately and caught up on some sleep, before heading out to explore the town and make plans for the upcoming days. By then we had already decided to do the four day Santa Cruz trek, but needed some information on how to best and most easily perform it. As Huaraz is set on about 3000 meters above sea level we were already feeling slight headaches due to the altitude, and were recommended to complete at least two days of easier hikes to acclimatise. We quickly decided to take this advice. We were also told that if we wanted we could incorporate the Laguna 69 hike into the Santa Cruz trek, and thereby turn the four day trek into a five day trek, and who can turn down Laguna 69? We certainly couldn’t, so five days it was.

Day 1 - Laguna Wilcacocha

The hike to Wilcacocha is known as an easy half-day hike, and is perfect for acclimatising. We enjoyed a basic hostel breakfast and made our way downtown, where we caught a colectivo to Puente Santa Cruz (not at all related to the Santa Cruz trek) where the hike starts from. The hike is basically uphill all the way, and eventually takes you to a laguna with a great viewpoint. We spent about 1,5 hours getting up there, and enjoyed some snacks at the top surrounded by a pack of hungry stray dogs. To be fair some of them were quite cute. After enjoying the view for a while we started the descent, which took about an hour. I wouldn’t call the hike spectacular, but it certainly was a good introduction to the high altitude hikes we had ahead of us.

Laguna Wilcacocha in northern Peru
Mountain view from Laguna Wilcacocha
Brown dog sitting in front of Laguna Wilcacocha

Day 2 - Laguna Churup

Although Churup wasn’t the most impressive laguna I saw during my week of hiking, I am still tempted to say that this hike was my favourite out of all of them. It was simply a lot of fun getting there. For day 2 our little team had grown by two, so there were five of us meeting downtown at 7am to catch the colectivo to Pitek, which is where you start the hike from. This was our first day of hiking in the Huascaran National Park, and as the Santa Cruz trek and the Laguna 69 hike also takes place in this park, we had been advised to buy three-week passes that day. The three-week pass is the only option when spending more than one day in the park, even though six single-day passes (6 x 10 soles) would actually have been cheaper for us if this had been possible. Anyway, we got our passes and started the hike. For the first part it is mostly steep uphill, but for the last third of the hike you are literally climbing the mountains with the help of rubber cables that are attached to the rocks. Quite tricky at times, but a lot of fun. To get to the laguna we spent 1 hour and 45 minutes, and were quite proud of that accomplishment. We had the laguna all to ourselves for the longest time, before being interrupted by other hikers. We then started the descent, which we accomplished in about an hour, and caught a colectivo back to town. Another good acclimatising hike; our last one before starting our trek. This evening we spent preparing for the trek and renting the necessary equipment, before going to bed early as we had an early start the following day.

Three girls hiking up a mountain in Huascaran National Park
Girl hiking next to Laguna Churup in Peru
Emerald green lake and rocks near Huaraz, Peru

Day 3 - Laguna 69

Trekking time: about 5 hours, not including time spent at the lake.

To make the first day of our trek as convenient as possible, we had actually signed up for an organised day trip this day. This meant we would get transport to the starting point of the hike and we were also able to leave our big bags in the bus while hiking. The hike to Laguna 69 is definitely challenging, so I was happy we did it this way. We got picked up at our hostel at 5 am and started a very bumpy bus ride that was broken up by a breakfast stop about half way. The breakfast wasn’t included and as we were trying to be well-prepared trekkers, we had brought our own bread, fruit and hard boiled eggs which we enjoyed in the bus. After breakfast we drove the rest of the way to the starting point and began hiking. The tour also included a guide, but as we found ourselves in a slow group we quickly left them behind and sprinted up the mountains being our mountain goaty selves. With the laguna being set at 4600 meters above sea level, it is safe to say that this hike includes some pretty steep hills and it was definitely our most challenging one yet. The feeling of being close to death, about to thirds into the final hill, is however quickly forgotten about once you turn the last corner at the top and is rewarded with the view of what might just be the most spectacular laguna of them all. It’s just so incredibly beautiful. While some crazy hikers opted to go for a dip in the lake, I was perfectly fine with just enjoying the views and snapping some beautiful photos. As we had completed the hike in only two hours we had plenty of time to do so while waiting for the tour group to arrive. Eventually we started the descent and made our way back to the bus. As we weren’t actually going back to Huaraz that day, we had our driver drop us of at a nearby camp site where we would spend our first night in the tents. We fired up our gas stoves to make some soup, and as the rain was pouring for most of the afternoon we were lucky enough to get to hang out in the park rangers cabin for a few hours. At around 7 pm it was already pitch dark and we realised that the upcoming days would call for some early evenings. We also realised that the nights in the tent would in no way be warm or comfortable. However, we just had to suck it up and consider it a part of the experience.

Girl in front of Laguna 69 in Peru and mountains in the background
Blue lake surrounded by mountains
Happy girl in front of Laguna 69 in Peru

Day 4 - Vaqueria to the Paria camp site

Trekking time: 5 hours including lunch break.

The only good thing about uncomfortable nights in tents is that early mornings don’t don't make for much of a challenge. I was honestly quite happy about finally being able to get up when the clock struck 6:30 am. We had some oats and granola for breakfast, packed up the tents and started looking for a colectivo to Vaqueria, which we had been told would leave at 8 am. After nearly being fooled by a driver who claimed that all the colectivos had left, but that he could take us for a much higher rate, we were shoved into an already fully packed one, and were in for one of the most uncomfortable rides of our lives. I feared for my life at more than one occasion, as I didn’t actually have a seat in the van and would for sure be one of the first to go if we were to drive off the road. Luckily we all survived and were able to start the first day of the trek. The first part of the hike this day was downhill, and I think all of us silently cursed those descending hills as we knew this would mean even steeper ascending hills later on. Eventually we started climbing, and as we did the weather took a turn for the worse. Luckily, just as the rain started pouring we made it to a ranger station that provided us with some shelter while we had our lunch. The park ranger even offered us some boiled water for our tea and coffee while we waited for the rain to stop. When it eventually changed from downpour to slight drizzle, we took the chance on hiking the last bit, and were even surprised by some sunshine at the end of it. When we reached the Paria campsite we quickly set up the tents and sat down to enjoy the sun, a pleasure we were treated to for about ten minutes before the rain started pouring once again. Not ideal, as the campsite had no shelter whatsoever (even the “toilets” had neither roofs nor doors), so we had no choice but to hide away in our tents waiting for better weather. After a while it cleared up, so we spent the evening standing in a circle, as there was nowhere to sit on the campsite and the ground was all wet, all of us eating pasta out of the same kettle, as we had been too stingy to pay to rent bowls to eat from. And yet I was having the best time, really appreciating being out in the nature and enjoying the simple life with some great company. As the dark approached it got increasingly colder, and we eventually had no choice but to put on all of our clothes, curl up in our sleeping bags and call it a night.

Sunset over snowcapped mountains
Tent in sunny landscape at Paria campsite

Day 5 - Paria campsite to Taullipampa, through Punta Union

Trekking time: 8 hours including lunch break.

For the third day of the trek we wanted to start fairly early as we knew we were about to take on the hardest part of it. This day we would reach the highest point on the trek, Punta Union at 4750 meters above sea level, and accomplish an ascend of about 1000 meters to get there. We already knew it would be a long day, but had yet to discover that we ourselves would make it yet another hour longer by getting lost and wandering aimlessly around for the longest time, silently cursing whoever claimed that the Santa Cruz trek was excellently marked up with signs. It was when we finally found the hill we were supposed to be climbing that we were starting to get a grasp of how hard this day was actually going to be. This was one steep hill, and it would only get worse from there. We went from climbing hills to literally climbing mountains, and with every step we got increasingly higher. During one of our breaks we spotted the steepest trail going straight up a mountain and through a pass at the top, and tiredly joked about how we, at least, weren’t following that trail. It was funny until we realised that we indeed was. And also that it wasn’t really a trail, but more like climbing rocks up the mountainside. We all split up a bit on the way up, as we all felt the need to walk at our own pace. Occasionally we would ask each other how we were doing, and I kind of enjoyed getting replies like: “all good, well, except for the obvious sensation of being about to die any time now”. It really was that hard. But then you make it to the top and the adrenaline rush makes you forget all about it. That, and the amazing view you are rewarded with. We quickly fired up our stove to make some soup for lunch, and it didn’t take long before it started snowing. Just our luck! We tried to appreciate the fact that we had made it to the top just in time to actually get to enjoy any kind of view, as it was now all foggy, but the snow and the cold made it hard to appreciate anything at all. Also, we had spent 5,5 exhausting hours getting to the top, but the day was far from over. We still had a 600 meter decent ahead of us in not so enjoyable weather. The two hours we spent getting down to the campsite were long and unpleasant to say the least, and involved slipping and falling, freezing and getting soaking wet. Then, by some miracle, as we reached the campsite the sun decided to grace us with its presence. As a second miracle we happened to share campsite with a group on an organised tour, where the guide took pity in us and let us spend the entire evening in their food tent, even offering us tea and allowing us to use their big stove to cook on. At the time this couldn’t have been more appreciated. As one of us was also struggling heavily with the altitude it was good to have an expert around to ensure us that she would be perfectly fine, as we were already, slightly exaggeratedly, imagining the need of rescue helicopters to bring her back to civilisation. Luckily her poor state was nothing a long sleep couldn’t fix.

Mountains and cloudy skies in Peru
Sign marking Punta Union with lake in the background
View of a lake and mountains from Punta Union

Day 6 - Taullipampa to Llamacoral, via Laguna Arhuaycocha

Trekking time: 8,5 hours including lunch break.

We woke up early and was pleased to realise that everyone was feeling great and fit for another day of hiking. As Reuben and Lara had been incredibly unlucky with their rented equipment they had decided to finish the trek this day, and therefore they set off in the early morning, while the rest of us would continue on as planned. This involved making a detour to visit Laguna Arhuaycocha before continuing on to our final campsite. Before setting out hiking our new friend, the tour guide, offered us their leftover pancakes for breakfast and I can honestly say that pancakes have never tasted better. After three days of unfortunate weather it was amazing to finally be walking in sunshine, and after the struggles of the day before we were now back in high spirits. The first part of the hike, up to the lake, took about 2,5 hours, and except for the last ascending part it was mostly flat. The lake was beautiful, and absolutely worth including in this day’s itinerary. We were alone up there for the entire time, the sun was shining and the lake was surrounded by beautiful glaciers. The only thing that would have made it even better was if we were actually able to spot the “Paramount mountain”, which can best be seen from up by the lake, but clouds ruined this for us. After spending a good 40 minutes by the lake we started hiking back to the main trail, heading towards the next and final campsite. For the next part the terrain changed, and it was almost like walking through a desert as we were walking on sand for the longest time. This was a really beautiful day, probably partly because it was sunny, but it was also just really nice hiking through this valley, surrounded by mountains, horses and donkeys, passing rivers and the occasional lake. It was, however, a really long hike, and reaching the campsite about 5,5 hours after leaving the lake was truly amazing. For once the ground was actually dry when we reached a campsite so we were able to sit down outside for a while, which was really nice. Small pleasures! What wasn’t so nice was running out of gas for our stove before making dinner and only having food that called for the use of a stove. Once again we were saved by a tour group, although nowhere near as friendly as the one from the day before, but at least we were able to enjoy our soup and pasta for one last dinner.

Sign marking Laguna Arhuaycocha
Horses in front of mountains
Dry cracked field
Snow capped mountain and rocky field
Laguna Arhuaycocha and snow capped mountains

Day 7 - Llamacoral to Cachapampa

Trekking time: 2 hours and 45 minutes.

For the last day of the trek we had decided to get another early start in order to finish early. This would be the shortest leg of the trek, but is I wanted to catch a night bus to Lima that same evening it wouldn’t hurt to get back at a decent time. The hike was fairly easy and involved a few ups and downs, although nothing too challenging. We made the 9 km hike in less than three hours and hopped in a car that would take us to Caraz where we could catch the bus back to Huaraz. About halfway into the bus ride I think all three of us were equally convinced that hiking back to Huaraz would have been a preferable (and obviously totally unrealistic) alternative, as this was one of the most uncomfortable bus rides of my life. I was overly relieved when we finally arrived back in Huaraz. We walked back up all the hills to our hostel and prepared the leftover food we had for lunch, before taking our first showers in five days. I left that shower a new and improved human being.

Horse in front of sign at Llamacorral campsite
Exit sign in Huascaran National Park

I must admit I felt proud of the accomplishment that was this week of hiking, and so incredibly happy that I had tagged along for it. As I write this more than two months after leaving Huaraz, at the very end of my entire trip, it is also funny that this experience, coincidental and unexpected as it was, still stands out as one of my absolute highlights from all of South America. And to think that I hadn’t even heard of Huaraz or these amazing hikes until a few weeks before I performed them. I guess that is the amazing part of travelling without a set itinerary, being able to team up with other travellers and take advantage of their knowledge. I definitely learned a few things about myself while travelling, and part of it has to do with a up until now undiscovered love for being out in the nature challenging myself on unfamiliar grounds. Who would have thought that I turned out to be such a little mountain goat? Also, after completing this major challenge I felt more than prepared enough and more excited than ever about the Inca Trail, which was only two short weeks away.

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♥ Erica

Máncora

Sunset over sand beach in Mancora, Peru

As I left for the airport to head back to the mainland from The Galapagos, my main aim was to catch a night bus to Mancora that same evening. Getting an email about a 1,5 hour delay of my flight definitely wasn’t a part off my plan, but being the cheap backpacker that I am I still left for the airport on the last possible bus, which leaves as early as 8am. That would give me about five hours of waiting at Seymour Airport, but also save me 20 USD so I decided it was worth it. Upon arrival at the airport I was informed that my flight was another 2,5 hours delayed and I started suspecting that I was going to miss my connecting flight in Quito, which might mean I would have to spend the night there. So not ideal. Slightly stressed I went to the check-in counter, prepared to beg them to put me on the earlier flight that they had that day which I would just be able to make due to that flight also being delayed. Luckily for me the man behind the counter suggested the very same option that I had in mind right away, and no begging turned out to be needed. Suddenly I had a direct flight to Guayaquil instead of having to stop by Quito, and would arrive with plenty of time to sort my night bus out. I guess sometimes things just work out, and I felt extremely pleased with myself for choosing the early bus rather than a taxi at a later time, as that is what made these changes possible. My stinginess was rewarded.

Once in Guayaquil I booked myself onto the 9pm bus to Mancora with the company CIVA. I had heard mixed things about this company, but they seemed to be the best choice at the time, and I had a great experience crossing the border to Peru with them. We arrived at the border around 00:30, had our luggage checked, stamped out of Ecuador and into Peru and got back onto the bus. An 1,5 hour border crossing in the middle of the night is never amusing, but I still don’t think things could have gone any more smoothly. The town of Máncora is about 2 hours away from the border, so I arrived around 4am, walked down the street to my hostel and was luckily able to check in and get a bed right away. It was great getting a few hours of proper sleep before starting the day.

Mancora in Peru seen from above
Sunset over sand beach in Mancora, Peru

The following days were lazy, just like I wanted them to be. My plan of trading the Ecuadorean coast for the Peruvian one to get as much sun as possible seemed to be working, and as my hostel was more like a resort than a hostel I didn’t really have to move around much. The days were spent lying on the sun bed, participating in different activities, taking strolls on the beach and having relatively healthy food in the hostel restaurant. Amongst backpackers Mancora is known as a party town, and as I for once had decided to book myself into a party hostel, the first few evenings were spent consuming alcohol and playing drinking games. I lasted in the hostel for almost three days, before deciding on going somewhere calmer, and felt a bit old for a minute before appreciating the fact that I’m growing up. It was fun while it lasted.

Girl in bikini in front of a swimming pool
Girl in a pool throwing a water balloon at a clown
Three happy people partying

Two nights later I found myself back in my old dorm in Loki Hostel, this time sleeping in my bikini in a random empty bed, to avoid a dodgy walk back to my hostel at 3am. I’ll admit I spent a second asking myself why I even left, as I headed back in the morning to collect my free breakfast. To be fair Psygon Surf Camp turned out to be a way better fit for me than the Loki, and I enjoyed being able to start my days with a yoga class or a Muay Thai lesson, before having amazing sushi for lunch in the hostel restaurant. By the end of the week a couple of old travel buddies were set to turn up in town, so I waited around for them and by that ended up spending a whole week in Máncora. Probably too much time spent in a town that offers nothing but beaches and parties, especially when you don't surf or kitesurf, but I still had a good time relaxing and reuniting with quite a few friends during my time there.

Six young people in front of a lighthouse
Sunset and ocean waves

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♥ Erica

Travel summary: Ecuador

Cactus on red ground with blue skies

First some statistics:

Days spent: 21
Beds slept in: 13
Hammocks slept in: 1
Places visited: 9
Night buses taken: 1
Day buses taken: 6
Items gotten rid of: 0
Items stolen: 0

Three active weeks in Ecuador

For some reason I was really excited about going to Ecuador. In every city I did research on there were so much that I wanted to do, and as I left Colombia later than planned due to falling in love with the country, I was somewhat stressed about not having enough time to do everything I wanted in Ecuador. And yet I ended up cutting my stay short and leaving Ecuador after only three weeks, even though I definitely wasn't in a rush at that point. I don't blame Ecuador for that at all, though, because my stay was really good while it lasted. It just ended with a combination of bad timing season wise and me feeling quite ready to go at that point, so why push it? I had nothing but a great time during my three weeks in Ecuador.

Lots of highlights

My stay in Ecuador was quite different than the one in Colombia. For once it was way more activity packed, which makes it a lot easier to point out the highlights. From climbing up and mountain biking down volcanoes in Quito, trekking the Quilotoa Loop and abseiling down waterfalls in Baños to snorkling with sharks and sea lions and staying in home-made houses in the Galapagos; I feel like I certainly made the most of my time there. A second big difference from Colombia was that I shared most of my experiences in Ecuador with the same group of people, and I quite enjoyed this stability after traveling on my own for a while.

Unfortunate weather conditions

What did eventually make me leave Ecuador earlier than planned, was the bad weather on the coast in the end of September/beginning of October. Without doing my research I was ready for a few weeks of sunny beaches, but people I met informed me that at that time of the year I would find no such thing. I'll admit that I was a bit upset about this, but as I craved sunshine my best bet seemed to be heading straight for Máncora and Peru, and so I did.

Read about the full week I spent in Máncora here.

Crater rim surrounding Laguna Quilotoa in Ecuador
Group of young people posing in front of Laguna Quilotoa in Ecuador

Travelling in Ecuador:

After being really impressed with the buses in Colombia, the ones in Ecuador were a bit of a let down. Luckily the distances are shorter as Ecuador is a small country, so you rarely have to stay on them for long. Eventually you'll get used to buses with no a/c, the constant stream of sellers being let onto the bus and the chaotic bus terminals, and suddenly getting around isn't so bad after all. Also, a big advantage is that traveling by bus in Ecuador is incredibly cheap. That kind of makes you able to live with the occasional lack of comfort for a couple of hours.

Safety while travelling

An important point about traveling by bus in Ecuador, is that you have to watch you're belongings a lot closer than in, for example, Colombia. The good thing is that the people of Ecuador actually realise that they have a problem with theft on buses. I lost count of how many times I was instructed, either by local travellers or bus company employees, to keep my backpack on my lap and carefully hold on to it. I was fortunate enough to never have anything stolen during my time in Ecuador, but I met people who weren't as lucky. This was usually because they kept their bag on the floor or in the overhead compartment. So keep your carry-on on your lap during bus rides. A bit uncomfortable over time, but trust me, it's worth it!

Cactus on red ground with blue skies

Costs of travelling in Ecuador:

My first impression of the price level in Ecuador wasn't the best. After five weeks of spending next to nothing in Colombia, Quito struck me as such an expensive city. However, this was mostly because I engaged in more organised activities while in the city, which is obviously more expensive than taking advantage of local transport. You pay for the convenience. For a meal in Ecuador I usually paid 5-10 USD, and you can't really complain about that. As long as you're not a vegetarian there is also a huge variety of really cheap street food available, which my friends could definitely vouch for.

Apparently the use of USD in Ecuador upper the price level, as the Ecuadoreans are in no control of their own currency, but to be honest I still found the country really cheap. The week I spent in the Galapagos, however, is a different story, but I obviously knew this before I decided to go there. More than half of the money I spent in Ecuador was in fact spent in the Galapagos, but it was totally worth it.

Curious about travelling in Ecuador? You can find all my Ecuador posts here.

Girl standing in front of a pink, salty lake

Travelling as a vegetarian in Ecuador:

My biggest struggle with being vegetarian in Ecuador turned out to traveling in a group. The hostels along the Quilotoa Loop all cater to vegetarians, and my impression is that most Ecuadorean cities have good vegetarian restaurants, if you do your research and at times are prepared to pay a little extra. One of my favourite vegetarian meals of my entire trip was in fact had in Ecuador, at Casa Hood on my birthday in Baños. Traveling with cost-oriented backpackers who preferred eating street food, on the other hand, did present me with a bit of a challenge and several meals of solely French fries were had.

As for the menu del dia the restaurants were usually happy to replace the meat with a vegetarian protein such as beans, lentils or an egg, but I feel like I definitely benefitted from being able to speak some Spanish in order to make this happen. When it comes to Spanish skills, conversations concerning food orders have definitely become my strong suit.

Vegetarian bulgur salad on a plate
Falafel, hummus, taboulleh and vegetables on a plate

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♥ Erica

The Galápagos Islands

Lazy iguanas on a beach in the Galapagos Islands

After two days of doing absolutely nothing in Cuenca and getting way too comfortable at Mi Casa Hostel, it was time for new adventures. I caught a 5 am bus heading for Guayaquil, only to catch a flight to one of my dream destinations in South America. I was treating myself to a week in the Galápagos Islands. I had been going back and forth for weeks wondering whether it be worth it spending so much money in one place over one week. Eventually I decided that I might only be in Ecuador once, and that this was something I really wanted to do. As I also decided against spending additional money on a cruise, I realised this week might not kill my budget after all.

Arriving in Puerto Ayora

The flight from Guayaquil to Baltra was short and sweet, but even before exiting Baltra airport the costs started adding up. In your departure airport you need to pay a 20 USD tourist fee (little tip: this has to be done before checking in your luggage. Get this right right away to avoid queing twice, like I may or may not have done) and when you arrive you're being charged an additional 100 USD as a national park fee. Bring cash as it is not possible to pay with card. Getting from Baltra to Santa Cruz Island, where a lot of people choose to stay, is easy, but also done in several legs. First you get a free airport bus from the airport to a ferry. This takes 5-10 minutes. You then get the ferry over to the island for 1 USD. Once you've made it to the other side you have the option to choose between a 25 USD taxi or a 2 USD bus to the town of Puerto Ayora. I obviously opted for the latter and it took about 45 minutes. It was already late afternoon when I finally arrived at my hostel, so for my first night in town I just wandered around, visited the Charles Darwin Research Centre and appreciated the sights of birds, iguanas, sea lions and baby sharks. They're all so chilled as if the island belongs to them, and I guess it really does.

Three giant turtles in the Galapagos Islands
Girl sitting next to sea lion in Puerto Ayora, Galapagos Islands

Exploring Puerto Ayora

I started my second day in Puerto Ayora by meeting up with Julia, who arrived back from Isla Isabela that morning. We had decided to visit Las Grietas, which in Spanish means "the cracks" as it literally is deep cracks in the volcanic landscape filled with crystal clear water, and also only short water taxi ride and hike away from Puerto Ayora. On our way we came across a pink, salty lake and Playa de los Alemanes, before making it to the beautiful cove. I went for a swim and spotted fish swimming underneath me as I made my way through the water. We then had a brief pit stop at the hostel, just in time to welcome more friendly faces to our dorm. Stewart and Priyanga returned from their cruise and with that four out of seven from our Quilotoa hiking group had reunited in the Galapagos. Not a bad accomplishment. We spent the afternoon in the beautiful Tortuga Bay (which didn't have any turtles), just sunbathing and enjoying, for my part, forced dips in the ocean.

Girl standing in front of a pink, salty lake
Girl swimming in Las Grietas in the Galapagos

Isla Isabela on two wheels

The morning after Julia left for her cruise, while the rest of us caught a speed boat to Isla Isabela. We had been warned that seasickness wasn't uncommon as the ride gets very bumpy, but we all made it across the ocean alright. In Isabela we met up with our host for the next two nights, a guy Julia had randomly met on the beach and put us in touch with, and who was kindly offering us the top floor of his self-designed house. We were trading beds for hammocks and walls for, well, no walls, but couldn't help but admit that it was a pretty cool place to stay. The boys even invited two more friends to come stay with us, and apart from freezing nights we had a great time in Isabela. The first day we rented bikes, and took on the 20 km trail to Muro de las Lagrimas. Along the way there are several places you can stop, to visit miradors, caves, beaches and so on. The 100m-long wall made out of lava rocks is the only remaining evidence of the penal colony that held convicts under harsh and abusive conditions between 1945 and 1959. The wall is said to have caused thousands of deaths during its construction. On the way back we stopped by a flamingo lake and a tortoise breeding centre, before returning the bikes and meeting up with our two other roommates, our host and a few of his friends to enjoy a family style meal. Being in the company of locals is always good, and we were taken to cheap but good restaurants we definitely wouldn't have found on our own. The night ended with a few beers and a bonfire in a pit right outside the house, because why not.

Flamingoes standing in a small lake
Local house on Isla Isabela, Galapagos Islands
Hammocks in homemade house on Isla Isabela, Galapagos

Hiking Volcán Sierra Negra and Volcán Chico

The following morning we were up around 7 am as we had booked a guided tour to Volcán Sierra Negra and Volcán Chico, where we were hiking about 10 km each way. Compared to the hikes I've taken recently the terrain was fairly easy, but the long walk in the burning sun was tiring nonetheless. Walking on top of volcanoes is really cool and we were rewarded with some pretty decent views. After the tour we were all shattered, and ended up trading beaches for hammocks for the next few hours. We then had to break in to our host's friend's house to shower, as our house lacked water that day (the struggles of staying in home-made houses), before having yet another good dinner.

Four young adults posing on a volcano in the Galapagos
Beautiful sunset over Isla Isabela in the Galapagos

Snorkling in Los Tuneles

Another cold night in the hammock was followed by yet another early rise. We had booked a snorkling tour to Los Tuneles, and were picked up at 7:30 am. Los Tuneles is known to offer the best snorkling in Isla Isabela, and it was quickly confirmed that lots of different species awaited us that day. As I hadn't done much animal sightings yet, it is safe to say that I was excited. Unfortunately it was a cold day, so we had to dress properly for the boat ride and wear wet suits for snorkelling. The cold water made me enjoy the snorkelling a bit less than I would otherwise, but it was still pretty amazing to swim amongst turtles, sharks, sea horses, stingrays and other types of fish. Our guide was knowledgeable and seemed to know where all the different species were hiding. We also had a quick guided tour by land, where we were introduced to the blue footed boobie that is very typical for Galapagos. Despite the chilling temperatures it was a great tour.

When the tour finished we headed back to the house to collect our stuff, as we were catching the afternoon ferry back to Puerto Ayora. Our return to Puerto Ayora called for another interesting living arrangement. The other four had booked a room for four people in advance, before knowing that I would be there as well. We decided that I'd go with them anyway, to see if we could trade their room for one that would fit five people. We quickly learned that they had no such room, but in my poor Spanish I still managed to convince the receptionist to let us stay five people in the four bed room. We just figured we’d sleep three people in the double bed. In theory a good plan, only the double bed turned out to be tiny even for two people. In the end the boys literally picked apart the two single beds and laid the mattresses on the floor so the three of them could sleep there while Katie and I, being the two smallest out of the five of us, slept in the double bed. Definitely not the easiest solution, but I appreciated them making such an effort to have me staying with them. It was also quite interesting having to deal with getting electric shocks from our shower as we couldn't notify the staff about its broken condition when we had turned our entire room upside down. It definitely gave us a few laughs and luckily we all survived.

Salt water turtle under water in the Galapagos
Blue footed boobie in the Galapagos

Snorkling with sea lions in Santa Fe

We woke up to what was going to be my last full day in the Galapagos, while the others were all catching a flight that day. I waved them off and set out on a day trip to Santa Fe, where I was hoping I’d get to snorkel with sea lions. I got slightly stressed when I turned up to the travel agency that I’d booked the tour with and it was closed, but after waiting for about 15 minutes a guide turned up to get me. For once it was a warm and sunny day and the time spent on the boat was truly enjoyable. I was eager to work on my tan, so I spent the entire day on the sunny parts of the boat while the rest of the group for some reason remained hiding under the roof.

When it was finally time to get in the water the guide asked the group which ones who considered themselves decent swimmers. To my surprise it was only myself and a Dutch couple who raised our hands, while the remaining seven were wrapped up in life vests and got handed floating equipment. It definitely wasn’t an ideal situation. Us three decent swimmers were told to stay together and basically went off on our own, as the guide had to help the others into the water. Snorkelling wise the conditions was so much better than the day before. The water was amazingly clear and there were fish and turtles to be seen everywhere. That the water was also a lot warmer didn’t hurt and I was surprised at how much I enjoyed myself. I am usually not the biggest fan of snorkelling, but the first hour in the water flew by and suddenly we were called in for coffee and snacks. We were then taken to a different part of the island for more snorkelling. The sea lions were waiting. Unfortunately most of them were too lazy to come out and play, but we got to swim around with a few and it was amazing. They are so cute and playful, and definitely not afraid of humans. We even spotted the Alfa male; an angry, barking guy that was probably bigger than me. We were told to be careful around him as he gets protective of the kids and females, and I was perfectly fine with just watching him from a distance.

We ended the day at the beautiful Playa Escondida, and even though I at first didn’t see why we would bother to spend time watching iguanas on a beach, I understood once we got there. It is probably one of the most beautiful beaches I have ever visited. We spent a good hour strolling around, watching the spitting iguanas and taking in the scenery before returning to the boat and heading back to Puerto Ayora. The sun was with us the entire day, for the first time during my stay in the Galapagos, and I’m pretty sure this was my favourite day there. Even though I wished for more time to explore, I spent the evening getting ready for an early departure and a long day of travelling the following morning, a trip that didn’t exactly turn out the way I’d imagined.

Lazy iguanas on a beach in the Galapagos Islands
Sea lion sleeping on a rock
Girl posing on Playa Escondida

Thougths on visiting Galapagos without a going on a cruise

Even though I didn’t do a cruise, I am pleased with my stay in the Galapagos. I ended up seeing almost all the same animals as the people that I’ve spoken with who did do a cruise, and as I only had five full days on the islands I definitely got the most out my stay by doing it this way instead of spending time searching for last minute deals, travelling back and forth to the cruise and so on. A five day cruise, which is what I would have had to take, does in fact only include three days of activities, as the first day is only spent on the boat and you get back very early on the fifth day. Spending 1000 USD on that just didn’t seem worth it to me. The people I know that did five day cruises did however seem happy about that, so I guess it’s a matter of personal preference.

If I were to do anything differently, I would rather make sure that I’d stay for at least ten days. Five days simply wasn’t enough. If I was to return to the Galapagos I would probably also choose a different month than September, where the weather is more stable and the temperatures slightly higher. Then again, I’ll most likely never go back. I feel like the Galapagos is the kind of place that I’ll only visit once, but I sure am glad that I did.

Clear, blue ocean at Playa Escondida, the Galapagos Islands
Close up of girl in Playa Escondida, Galapagos Islands

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♥ Erica

Baños

Girl on the swing at the end of the world in Banos, Ecuador

The day I was gonna make my way from Latacunga to Baños started with a relaxed breakfast. We were a group of five heading for Baños that day, and we were all equally convinced that direct buses ran quite frequently. It's only a two hour ride so they should be, right? At the bus terminal we were told otherwise. After some confusion were sent of on a bus to Ambato where we were told that we would find a connecting bus. That didn't quite happen. After being told different things by a numerous amount of people and having run all around the terminal, it appeared that there were no buses leaving for Baños anytime soon. Only moments later we were suddenly shoved into a fully booked bus headed for Baños, after paying 0,20 USD for a ticket we didn't really understand. Apparently this is what they do around here when there are no available buses; they charge a small fee for taking people a part of the way, to somewhere where they'll be able to catch local buses to their final destinations. We were therefore soon thrown out on the street, with a promise that a bus to Baños would appear within the next fifteen minutes. Luckily it did. Altogether the trip from Latacunga to Baños took about three hours, which isn't at all that bad, but this still makes for my most interesting bus journey thus far.

Girl on the swing at the end of the world in Banos, Ecuador

When finally in Baños we found a hostel and went off to explore. My number one priority in Baños was to get my picture taken on the swing at the the end of the world, and we decided to get this done sooner rather than later. After discovering that the buses up to the swing stopped running at 4pm we squeezed five people into a taxi, for which we paid 20 USD. This covered a return ride plus the driver waiting for an hour while we swung. I don't know what I expected from Casa del Arbol, but it certainly wasn't what actually met me. After paying 1 USD to enter, we walked into a park with lots of swings and lots and lots of people. I've seen dozens of idyllic pictures taken from Casa del Arbol, and although I wasn't surprised it was still a bit disappointing that the site looks nothing like that in real life. Oh well, I got some cool photos which was kind of the purpose all along.

Crowds, snowcapped mountain and a cloudy, blue sky in Banos, Ecuador
Happy girl on swing and cloudy skies

I'd been wondering where I'd wake up on my 26th birthday, and Baños ended up being the place. Although I don't care much about my birthday, it was still nice having people that I knew to spend the day with. My friends bought me a birthday cake, sang for me and forced me to have a better meal in a restaurant as "you can't only eat fries for your birthday". It was very much appreciated.

For the day we rented bikes and set off on a 20 km ride to the waterfalls in the area. Although the rain was pouring for most of the ride, it was still an enjoyable day. As we were already soaking wet, there were also no reasons not to explore the waterfalls up close. I believe my shoes were wet for a week afterwards. After reaching the end of the trail we decided to pay a truck to take us back to town. I was glad to escape all that uphill biking.

Girl smiling with a chocolate cake on a plate
Falafel, hummus, taboulleh and vegetables on a plate
Waterfall in Banos in Ecuador

Baños is known for its wide range of activities upon offer, so on our last day we decided it was time to be adventurous. At 9am we went off to go canyoning; an activity I wanted to try in San Gil, Colombia where I ended up going paragliding instead. Now it was finally time to abseil down some waterfalls. After driving for about 45 minutes, we got changed into wetsuits, appropriate shoes, put on our harnesses and got a quick round of instructions. I briefly had time to ask myself what the hell I was getting myself into, before we started walking towards the first waterfall. Fortunately it ended up being lots of fun. We abseiled down three waterfalls, the tallest being 30 meters, went sliding down others and even ended up doing a bit of zip lining. When we reached the bottom of the trail I just wanted to keep going. "Off course you do, but that's why we're going rafting this afternoon", was the response I got, and so we did. While the group we went canyoning was huge, it ended up only being the three of us going rafting. According to our instructor that meant we were in for some extra exercise, but I was quite happy about having an upper body workout after all the hiking I'd done since arriving in Ecuador. As we got our basic instructions, however, I suddenly realised that I was terrified of ending up in the water. I spent about a quarter of the time in the boat being terrified, before finally learning to trust the boat and our guide. Eventually I ended up having a great time rafting as well. We returned to our hostel exhausted, but very excited about the day we had just had.

Girl rapelling down a waterfall in Banos, Ecuador
Group of people jumping in wetsuits with climbing harnesses
Three people white water rafting in Ecuador
Four people in a boat rafting in Ecuador
Three people rafting posing with paddle ores

Baños ended up being a lot of fun, which was also why I went there. I could easily have filled up a few more days there, but it was also fine leaving after three days. I've found three days to be an ideal amount of time to spend in almost any city, as you get to experience the essentials without getting restless. On the way back to the hostel on the last night we stopped at the bus station to get our tickets for the following morning, but this time for different destinations. As I headed for Cuenca I was once again on my own, although it turned out it wouldn't be for long.

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♥ Erica

Trekking the Quilotoa Loop

Laguna Quilotoa and mountains with vegetation in front

Hiking the Quilotoa Loop has definitely been one of the highlights of my trip so far. Beautiful hikes during the days and cozy evenings with great food and good company in the evenings; it doesn't get much better than that. Most people I have talked to in Ecuador seemed to be visiting the Quilotoa lake on a daytrip, but for anyone who has the time and a certain appreciation for hiking I would definitely recommend doing the whole loop. The loop can be done in different ways, so this is a guide to how I ended up doing it. I definitely recommend doing the loop in this direction as you are really saving the best for last. The only reason I can imagine for going the other way is to escape the awfully steep hills you will encounter when having the Quilotoa Lake as you're last stop, but they do make for a great workout and they'll make you feel even more proud of yourself once you've completed the loop. 

Laguna Quilotoa and mountains with vegetation in front

Day 1 - Quito to Latacunga

I enjoyed a chilled morning in Quito as I had no rush in getting to Latacunga. The town itself is quite uninteresting, but it is the most obvious starting point for anyone doing the loop. The bus from Quito leaves from Terminal Quitumbe, costs 2,35 USD and takes about two hours. Once in Latacunga I made my way through town to Hostal Tiana, which seems to this be the most popular choice for backpackers heading towards Quilotoa. The hostel was nice; it has a great view from the rooftop, comfortable dorms and a basic, but good breakfast. They also offer safe storage of your big bag, as it is best to only bring a daypack on the trail, for 1 USD per night. I was initially planning on doing the trek by myself, as I hadn't met anyone who was doing it at the same time as me. That changed within an hour at Hostal Tiana, and suddenly we were a group of five doing the trek together. I was happy to have company.

Ecuadorian nature and cloudy skies

Day 2 - Latacunga to Sigchos to Isinlivi

Although we woke up quite early we weren't able to leave the hostel until about 10 am. As the Quilotoa loop is a circuit it can be done in both directions. We had decided to finish the trek at the lake rather than starting with it, as the lake is the most spectacular part of the trek. Therefore we started by taking the bus to Sigchos, and then hike from there to Isinlivi, a 14 km hike that's supposed to take 3 - 4 hours.

At 10.30 we got on the bus. The ride takes 2 hours, but offers pretty decent views, and costs 2,30 USD. The hike from Sigchos was scenic and went downhill for the first part, but ended with a pretty steep hill, taking us to about 3000 meter above sea level. We finished the hike in about 3 hours and then checked into Llullu Llama Hostel, which is probably the most recommended hostel in town. It certainly lived up to its reputation. This was the only hostel we had actually reserved in advance, as it does occasionally fill up. We were therefore able to settle into a cozy dorm and then jump in our swimming suits to relax in the jacuzzi. Usually the "spa" costs about 8 USD, but we were happy to learn that around this time of the year it is free to use. Afterwards we played board games and enjoyed the happy hour with two cocktails for 6 USD and a delicious three course dinner. I thoroughly enjoyed the vegetarian option. Llullu Llama had no wifi, which was actually really nice. Instead we socialised with other travellers until bed time.

Ecuadorian nature and mountains
Six people on a hiking trail in Ecuadorian mountains

Day 3 - Isinlivi to Chugchilan

We woke up just before 8 am to enjoy a deliciously filling family style breakfast at 8 am sharp. The hostel served lots of fruit, cereal and scrambled eggs with bread, which made us ready for the hike we had ahead of us. At 9.20 we left the hostel and started walking towards Chugchilan. The hike of the day was about 12 km and was supposed to take 4-6 hours. Just like the day before the hike started with a descent for the first few kilometres and ended with a steep hill on very uneven ground, which lasted for about 750 meters. The reward for making it to the top was a mirador with amazing views, where we had a quick lunch. At 13.10 we walked into the town of Chugchilan and got ourselves a dorm at the Cloud Forest Hostel for 15 USD per person including dinner and breakfast. The hostel certainly wasn't as nice as Llullu Llama, but still pretty alright. As we had the whole afternoon to spend there we checked out the game room, where there were ping pong and a pool table, before playing card games until dinner. Dinner was alright, although still a let down after last nights amazing meal. We ended the evening with even more card games, before calling it a night.

Zigzag road up a mountain in Ecuador
Five young adults and two kids posing on a hike

Day 4 - Chugchilan to Quilotoa

On day 4 our group had grown with two more people so there were seven of us setting out on the last day of the trek at 9.30 am. This part is supposed to be the toughest, but also the most beautiful, and we knew that by the end of the day we would end up at the Quilotoa Lake, which was sufficient as motivation. The trail started downhill for about 2 km, but after that it was all uphill, on some sandy and challenging paths. Luckily we were surrounded by beautiful nature and the occasional cute kid or animal, which made it all worth it. At 14.00 we finally reached the crater of the lake and it was beautifully placed in a valley with mountains all around it. Upon reaching the crater you can choose to do a long or a short hike around the lake and into the city of Quilotoa. The long way takes 3-4 hours, but allows you to reach the highest point in the crater at 3930 meters above sea level, while the short way takes about an hour. Our group decided to split up, and I joined three of the others in taking the long hike. When you've already been hiking for 4,5 hours you'd want to add another 4 hours to that amount, right? To be fair the last part was amazing and probably my favourite part of the entire trek, so it was definitely worth it, but I could also feel my body aching as we reached the hostel. In Quilotoa we stayed at Chukirawa Hostel, where we paid 16,88 USD each for a seven person dorm with dinner and breakfast included. The hostel was freezing, but otherwise alright. It was a good feeling going to bed that night, knowing that I'd accomplished a trek of about 46 km in about 15 hours over three days.

Group of people posing in front of sign towards Quilotoa
Two people hiking down a mountain seen from afar
Group of young people posing in front of Laguna Quilotoa in Ecuador
Laguna Quilotoa with surrounding mountains
Sign for Monte Juyende at Quilotoa crater rim
Laguna Quilotoa seen from above
Three people hiking the rim of Laguna Quilotoa in Ecuador

Day 5 - Quilotoa to Latacunga

It was quite a nice feeling waking up on the fifth day, knowing that I didn't have to rush off to anywhere. We enjoyed a long breakfast and then decided to take a closer look at the lake. The village of Quilotoa is located on top of the crater rim, so it took about 20 minutes of steep downhill walking to get down there. Down by the lake we rented kayaks for 3 USD per 30 minutes, which was an enjoyable experience. After relaxing on the dock for a while we started the much less enjoyable uphill hike. Steep, sandy hills are definitely not a favourite of mine. At 3 pm we caught the bus back to Latacunga for 2 USD. With that we were back to where we started and had officially completed the circuit. While most of us had vague plans of making it to our next destinations that afternoon, we all ended up staying in Latacunga for one more night. It was quite nice ending a chilled day with an equally chilled evening before setting off on new adventures.

Two girls kayaking in Laguna Quilotoa, Ecuador
Girl with paddle ore overlooking a lake and mountains

Is it expensive to trek the Quilotoa Loop?

No. It really isn't. I've seen quite aggressively priced guided tours of the loop, but I honestly don't understand why a guided tour would be necessary. The hostels provide good directions, so finding the way around isn't difficult. We paid between 15 and 19 USD per night per person in a shared dorm, but this included both a three course dinner and a decent breakfast. Lunch boxes were available for purchase. I only got the one at Cloud Forest Hostel for 3 USD, and it was well worth the money.

In total I ended up spending 92,50 USD (726 NOK) over five days. This includes all meals, snacks, water refills, celebratory drinks, hostel beds, bus rides and so on that I've had, from the moment I got on the bus to Latacunga on day 1 until I returned five days later. With an average of 18,50 USD per day this will probably stand out as one of the cheapest highlights of my trip.

Other notes about the trek:

I think every blog I've read about the Quilotoa Loop points out how important it is to bring warm clothes, so I did that. My experience after hiking the loop in the middle of September is that it is in fact quite warm. I've been wearing t-shirt and tights for hiking, but could easily have worn shorts if I had brought some. A long sleeved shirt and sweat pants have been sufficient for the evenings, while gloves and head band have not once left my backpack. A wind proof jacket ended up being nice when we finally reached the lake, as it was quite windy around there. I did however expect the temperatures to be at the same level as Cotopaxi, but they really aren't. I guess you never really know what the temperatures will be like, but would still point out that it won't necessarily be cold.

Also, pack as lightly as you can. I brought my 18L daypack and was happy about the choice. Wearing the same trekking outfit five days in a row is just a part of the experience, right? Hiking boots that provides a good grip will definitely be an advantage, but I've also witnessed first hand that the trek can be completed in flip flops, although I don't think I would recommend it.

Crater rim surrounding Laguna Quilotoa in Ecuador

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♥ Erica