I’ve fallen out with myself this morning as I acknowledge coming off the wagon last night was a terrible idea, and one that bore no fruit at all. I basically undid all my good work with the bike trek and waterfall hikes and I’m turning into a fatty. I should be ashamed, so to cheer up I have two fried eggs for breakfast.
Paddy and I have been discussing our next move, and we’ve settled on heading the short distance to the town of Riobamba. From here we can catch the bus south and, if it’s running, take the famous train up La Nariz del Diablo (The Devils Nose). This is a series of switchbacks up through mountains with some glorious views. We would then head south to Cuenca and push for Peru. The alternative is to hit a beach town and chase women, fail miserably, get drunk, sun burnt, don’t try surfing and waste days doing sod all. We make the right choice.
Riobamba is pretty unspectacular as a town, and we’ve managed to conquer it within the hour. It’s people are friendly and Hostel Oasis a comfortable stay however, and it serves as a good staging point for our next attack. The town is situated close to the shadow of Chimborazo, Ecuador’s highest peak and a dormant volcano. Paddy is interested in a downhill mountain bike ride from the base camp, so we shut up shop early doors and set the alarm for a dawn start. I feel we’ve made a good call on skipping the beach party.
The right choice
I’ve fallen out with myself this morning as I acknowledge coming off the wagon last night was a terrible idea, and one that bore no fruit at all. I basically undid all my good work with the bike trek and waterfall hikes and I’m turning into a fatty. I should be ashamed, so to cheer up I have two fried eggs for breakfast.
Paddy and I have been discussing our next move, and we’ve settled on heading the short distance to the town of Riobamba. From here we can catch the bus south and, if it’s running, take the famous train up La Nariz del Diablo (The Devils Nose). This is a series of switchbacks up through mountains with some glorious views. We would then head south to Cuenca and push for Peru. The alternative is to hit a beach town and chase women, fail miserably, get drunk, sun burnt, don’t try surfing and waste days doing sod all. We make the right choice.