Day 392: One last day in Mancora

Ready for us to go yet? Tired of Mancora? While I wasn’t tired of the freshly pressed strawberry juice, and the warm afternoon sunshine, I was starting to get a little itchy to go myself. As much as I have enjoyed Peru, I am looking forward to seeing and experiencing a different, new country. We spent our last day lounging by the pool. I occasionally ducked back into our room to see if pictures and videos had any success uploading to the internet. (I didn’t really.) We got one last ceviche (Peruvian style that is) and one last order of calamari before we packed everything up to catch our bus across the border into Ecuador in the morning.

Day 391: More of Mancora

More of Mancora… means more of us doing not a whole lot in Mancora. I give you the other side of the street. The one street that runs through town. Technically, I guess, you could say there are a couple more that connect the main street to the beach… but they aren’t big, sometimes they aren’t paved, and most of the time cars are not allowed on these little streets leading to the beach! The beach was super windy, again, which was perfect for the kite-surfers flying across the water. Unfortunately, we’re not certified (yet) to kite-surf, so we stuck by the pool falling asleep in lounge chairs or extra wide hammocks if the sun wasn’t too terribly strong

Day 390: Mancora

There’s not a whole lot to do in Mancora. There’s our hostel with a pool. The beach. A handful of restaurants and souvenir shops. And that’s about it. Somedays I find myself recording “a day in a minute” for the sake of the project, not exactly for the sake of anyone who might be following along. This is one of those days. We slept in late. We lounged by the pool (it was less windy than the beach). We walked through town for fresh fruit juice (strawberry is my favorite here). We were lazy, and it was awesome. I’m pretty sure I’ve said this before, but what might be boring to you is probably awesome to us because sometimes we’re simply in need of a couple of days like this.

Day 389: Hello Pacific!

The latest overnight bus landed us in Mancora, a small beach town in Northern Peru this morning. Neither of us slept on the bus very well and were exhausted when we arrived around six in the morning. We slept for most of the day, except the hour or so we went to the beach to have a late lunch. It’s surprisingly cool on the beach and more windy than we would have liked, but it was nice to see the ocean again, especially considering that this time it’s the Pacific!