Category Archive: travel

Somehow I managed not to pee my pants.

Quito grew on us, Mindo seduced us to extend a couple of days to nearly a week, and Cuyabena filled five days with predatory beasts, nighttime boat rides, and swimming in a flooded… Continue reading

For my birthday I want…Ecuador.

First thing this morning there were some strangers singing to me in bed. Luckily I heard K as she came up the stairs say to them “it’s my boyfriend’s birthday” and “can you… Continue reading

More vomit, and a mystery solved.

I apologize to those with vomit-sensitive eye-stomachs, I don’t mean to include it so often on here, it invites itself. Yesterday on the bus from Banos (sic) to Riobamba, it invited itself all… Continue reading

Hot springs, drunks, and…is that feces?

Wow. It reeks here. Cigarettes and some sort of feces, I would guess dog, but circumstantial evidence indicates otherwise. We sure know how to pick a hostel. Papallacta was a beautiful surprise of… Continue reading

Quick break for a piece of Responsible Tourism.

I’m going to take a quick break from travel stories because even though I don’t take several showers a day and I’ve never played golf, I have been to one of the communities… Continue reading

I promise I’m not actually trying to kill my girlfriend.

To Whom It May Concern; With this letter I hereby acknowledge the debt I owe to one K.F. incurred on July 4 in Cuyabena National Park in Ecuador. Aforementioned debt being of sufficient… Continue reading

Groomed by Nacho and whipped by a shaman.

“How about we go to Papallacta, the town in the mountains near Quito rumored to have the best hot springs in the country, relax, email, and write about our jungle trip?” Good plan,… Continue reading

Weekly Photo Challenge – Movement

Apparently someone issues these weekly photo challenges? I am guessing I’m too late for this one, and supposed to pick one, but we’re catching a bus in a bit and I’m curious what y’all… Continue reading

If the caimans don’t get you, the scorpion spiders will.

Since leaving Costa Rica I have been surprised at how little wildlife is left (or at least visible) in this part of the world (no offense Colombia) so I had my doubts about… Continue reading

My urethra did just fine in Cuyabena National Park.

Dude, there’s this fish in the Amazon that swims into your wiener, then twists its head sideways and, like, never comes out. It just lives in there. Forever. I heard they have to… Continue reading