After hoping for an easy bus ride to the coast, I have to say I learned a lot about Ecuador's public transit. At the dirty and chaotic private Reina del Camino company station, I boarded a newer looking bus after getting charged the outrageous gringo price (by Ecuador standards) of $5 extra to have my surfboard carelessly thrown in with the rest of the luggage. We catipulted out of the city on winding roads at breakneck speed and I spent the first two hours convincing myself I wouldn't throw up until at least three hours in- fortunately I never did. We arrived in Bahia de Caracuez after two very quick drop-offs along the way a little after 5 am- a 7.5 hour bus trip in total. Knowing that no hostel, restaurant or any business I wanted part of would be open in the pitch dark, I sat on a bench with a few locals until 7:15 before venturing into the city. Two valuable lessons learned: 1) make sure to pee before getting on the bus; while they have a bathroom, ours was locked the entire trip and 2) don't ever expect to get in at the scheduled time; early or late - have some sort of plan in case this happens.
Bahia de Caracuez is a former port town bordered by water on three sides where the Chone River meets the Pacific. Tall white apartment buildings filled with expat gringos line the shore, while dilapidated, rickety wood and concrete shacks climb up the hill behind them. Many expats frequent our hostel's cafe for breakfast, beer and socialization. While the cost of living is ridiculously cheap, buying or renting a nice place in Bahia, as the locals call it, not. Why anyone would retire here is beyond me.
A hill on the only land side of town had a 40 foot cross you can climb up from where I shot the previous photo.
After no sleep last night, today was a lazy day, but I did manage to try salchipapas, a local street food consisting of French fries topped with thin cut sausage- yes, it was not very exotic. I also added a burger with fried egg on top and a 22 oz beer for $3.50 total.