Sunset in Mancora
Trip Start Dec 30, 2010
84Trip End Jul 06, 2011
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Where I stayed
The Point Mancora Beach
Read my review - 5/5 stars
Read my review - 5/5 stars
On arrival, staff are extremely friendly, I was given a guided tour of the hostel and told the do's and don'ts. Dropped my crap off and into my swimwear to jump in the ocean. I must have spent a good hour being thrown around by the strong waves and strong current. The area is predominantly for surfers, but not on the private beach where I was staying. Most returned to hostel when the sun disappeared behind a cloud, but for a ginger man, this is the perfect time to enjoy the ocean. I still have to wear a tshirt and am constantly pulling up my shorts, damn tie up, but after so many bus trips and super Hot Guayaquil, it was so refreshing to be splashing in the Pacific again.
Later in the afternoon, I lounge around in a hammock, reading my book and emailing my brother about his little ones first tooth!
At 6pm, there is a get together on the beach to watch the sun set. I'm not going to describe the scene, I'll let the pictures sum it up. It felt good to be by the ocean again, I felt so relaxed and very pleased with how the trip has taken shape so far.
Dinner is roast chicken with sweet mashed potato. The portion size is very small, but I can barely finish it. Two beers for one and my night is underway.
The hostel has a party every night, and although I turned in early (man, after two beers!) the music and atmosphere went on till 4am! So, two nights in a row, not the best kip, but it doesn't really matter.
Today, I walked 0.1 miles again.
Temperature 32 C/88 F
Day 8 January 11 - Wake early, some Spanish dude is snoring like a pig, which is slightly louder than the waves crashing on the shore. No, it wasn't me! Although I think I have a caught a cold, and wait, about ten bites on my feet. Sweet! Oh well. I grab my gear and walk along the beach to Mancora town.
It's early, and the beach is peaceful. I pass some people riding horses, and some dog take a really big crap on the beach, thank you Mr nasty dog!
Grab my bus ticket for Chiclayo and grab some breakfast. This morning, I have passion fruit juice, so so so tasty!! Fresh as well! Eggs again, with some coffee. Walk back along the beach and before I get to the resort, take a few minutes to look back over Mancora and it's coast.
Shower, pack, pay bill, Moto, bus waiting room.
Met a couple from the UK in the bus waiting room. They just made it on time to the waiting room as his shoe got caught in the Moto chain, his foot wasn't in the shoe but it took a while to remove. They graduated from Nottingham and are travelling around Central and South America.
About an hour later, still no bus. I think either, there wasn't a bus, or the bus disappeared or at the army checkpoint it was eaten by hungry officials. Choice was to wait till 4pm or get a collectivo to Piura and find a way from there. I'm in no rush, so decide to wait till 4pm. I'm beside a beach, so can easily kill 3/4 hours.
For lunch, I dine at the same place as breakfast. I order passion fruity juice again, and some chicken, or what turned out to be raw chicken. Later on, some local 'dude' saw me, pretended to pull back on a bow n arrow and pretended to shoot me with it. I just ignored him and walked past, to which he called me a 'gringo mother f····r', how kind!
Finally found my way onto the bus. It was one of those journeys, where you didn't mind how long it carried on for. I was so comfy, that I could have quite happily have spent the night sleeping on it.
A quick observation, you know when you are on a plane or bus and someone in front of you, without asking, reclines their chair the whole way back.....onto your knees? Yes? Well, in Peru, everyone turns around and asks if it's OK. Never seen that before, but everyone was doing it.
Miles walked: 0.9
Temp 30 C 86 F
Next Stop Chiclayo