Cookin' n chillin' in Concon
Trip Start Apr 18, 2011
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We arrived in Concon and then left it again as the bus drivers "forgot" to tell us to get off. Once they realised we were meant to get off there they pulled over to the side of the road and all but threw us off, you'd think they were pleased to see the back of us or something. This meant we had at least a 1km walk back into town followed by another 1 km walk up to our apartment, not what any of us wanted. We finally found our apartment and were pleased to see that it had a fantastic view of the beach and Concon bay. We got settled in and all went through the shower (we let Casey go first, our kindness knows no bounds). We then decided that it was easiest just to order some pizzas for dinner, so Eilidh and I got on skype and managed to order 3 pizzas as well as getting them delivered (almost took as long for us to get our order across as it did for the pizzas to arrive). Thankfully the pizzas were decent and we all went to bed looking forward to having a day in the sun the next day.
Unfortunately that is not quite the way it turned out. We started out by making more enquires about Mum's bag which had still not arrived (now day 5) and needless to say the calls were beginning to become slightly less polite
The next day marked day 6 of the bag fiasco, we were now curtailing our activities in the hope that it would show up. The last thing that we wanted was to miss the delivery man dropping the bag off. We also finally got some good news, BA had located the bag and it was of course still in the UK. It had been misplaced at Heathrow and they assured us it would be winging its way out to us in the very near future. Once we were given that news we headed down to the beach for a swim, only to be told by the lifeguard on duty that the water was too dangerous for swimming. There were plenty of surfers and body-boarders in the water and admittedly the surf was pretty big. We didn't argue too much and just enjoyed the beach before heading back up for another bbq.
Day 7 of the bag fiasco was largely spent on the phone to Iberia/BA with tempers becoming more and more frayed
Day 8 we finally received the bag, much to the relief of everyone. We got the cava that Mum had packed straight into the fridge for a celebratory drink later in the day and cracked open some of the goodies that had finally made it to us (pistachios). This freed us all up to finally start properly enjoying our time in Concon. Our next few days were spent on the beach, doing some horse-riding and body-boarding.
Our body-boarding session this time coincided with the 1 day of the month that had the largest waves. They must have been between 6-8ft high and they were brutal. Eilidh and I had managed to negotiate a favourable price for the 5 body-boards and flippers. However, due to the temperature of the sea the flippers were swiftly traded in for wet-suits
Our horse-ride was along the beach and was enjoyable for all, except me who was once again given the fattest slowest horse in town. He plodded his way down the beach at no faster than a very slow walk while everyone else managed to get their horse up to at least a trot, it was definitely nothing to do with the rider, the problem was solely with the horse.
We went out for a meal at a seafood restaurant on our penultimate night, Dad and I had ceviche (not as good as the Peruvian version), Eilidh and Casey had fish and chips and Mum had hake, a white fish none of us had seen before. It was all excellent and was our first dinner out of the entire trip. On our final night we again ordered pizza and got our stuff ready for our trip the next day, onwards to Mendoza in Argentina for everyones first Christmas abroad!
P.S Happy New Year everybody!