With Sean arriving on Friday night our volunteering family was complete, so early on saturday morning we set off on our 2nd adventure to a small town called Mindo about 2 hours from Quito. This time though Edu and Sebastian drove us but to be honest I probably would have felt safer on bus! It was genuinely like wacky races everybody was trying to over take each while going round corners at 80mph but anyway we made it to the small town of Mindo in one piece.
Mindo is in the rain forest and is like a small hippy town famous for its waterfalls (and jumping of off them) and outdoor activities so we jumped into the back of a truck (again) and set off to the waterfalls. After waiting in the que for about an hour to get the (dodgy)cable cart over the valley which gives you amazing and surreal views, we took the wrong path to the waterfalls. Leading us on an hour trek! However looking back on it we should have realised we had taken the wrong path when we only saw 2 other people walking the other way. But to make it even worse the water fall wasn’t even that impressive and then we had the long walk back. Having only have seen 1 of the 6 waterfalls and not getting to jump of off any of them.
With most of the group knackered from our stupidity we all ended up taking naps in the hammocks watching the sun go down before going out.
After passing round the bottles of Zumir and rum chilling in our hammocks while the rain poured down,we walked over to a rasta band playing just over the street. Ending up dancing in the rain on the street to covers of ‘no women no cry’ and ‘I shot the sheriff’. Very amusing.
Then we headed to the bar beside our hostel where i then realised that my spanish does definitely get better after a few drinks. Although my dancing does not. In bars and clubs here they play a complete mixture of music with it mostly being Spanish and Ecuadorian with the occasional Swedish House Mafia or Gangnam Style chucked in there. So when all the locals where doing tango and salsa, there was me throwing any move I could to try and fit in but failing miserably. Ending up getting laughed at by the girl who I was trying to ‘dance’ with. While Sean was finding all of this hilarious shouting at me to just move my hips!
Seans amazing dance moves
Walking down the street the next morning to try and find something like a fry up was entertaining! We ended up seeing the locals from the night before, walking past them remembering our antics from last night.
Sunday we went tubing down a river, which was an experience! 2 minutes in and one burst and we saw Max start to slowly sink while we all nearly drowned laughing at him in histerics. 10 rubber rings all tied together going down a fast rocky river and of course what seemed like many near death experiences! It was a great way to end the weekend.
Hammocks, waterfalls, tubing and the hilarity of our dancing. Mindo was a great way to end our last weekend together before we split and actually start what we came here to do!
I will definitely be back when I can speak fluent Spanish and can dance.