The oldest day of 2013

At this point, most of us have gone through uncountable adventures and misadventures.
However, I wish to use this little time left before we reborn into better human beings (or animals, you never know), to give thanks to all those who made me smile, think, grow, doubt, dance, cry, even dislike things and/or situations, as it is part of my very existence.

For all that, and much more I truly acknowledge, appreciatte and love you all.

May the Gods bring you whatever you believe will make this world a happier one.

Love and surfing

Not a "one of a kind place"

Many months back, surfing the net, reading reviews, searching for pictures, videos and else about the place where my feet stand...The first impression will remain as follows: a whole bunch of jumbled "buildings" with rooms for rent signs everywehere, flocks of humans filling out the untidy streets, the smell of any kind of food stands, and the very loud music pumping from thousand  million speakers: welcome to Montañita!!!

Doing time until I was allowed to enter my room, seated on a restaurant table, forcing my jaw to work as it used to three days ago: a cute waitress, hundreds of people passing by the same place as if they were F-1 pilots, backpackers, surfer wannabes, potheads, too cool guys, couples, some local families...All in all, a grotesque combination of creatures in pursuit of ephemeral happiness...
Haven`t we all purchased ours yet!

I`m out for dinner, and perhaps a drink...

Be good!!

Calmness...

Second day of no physical activity, leaving aside strolling on the beach...As if Maquiavelli himself had planned it, the generous Pacific ocean has been sending out waves all over...
When silence becomes the conqueror, the absence of noise offers an unreal and distinguished touch daydreaming feeling...I had lunch in a gorgeous restaurant on a hill, surrounded by vegetation, all kind of tropical trees, and the rolling waves far beyond. I was alone!
I kind of relish the idea of moving to Montañita, and leave behind this doomed feeling of being stuck in a place where the attraction is...surfing!!
Just two days before we all look back and review our deeds, failures, bitter, bright moments of this almost gone current 2013.
I will do my own recap, and see the whole picture as if it was another character the one who did what I have done.
Sleep tight!
PD: How would you feel if you were told to be alike Puyol??

Day 6: After the storm...

It has been said throughout history, that once you come back from a remarkable travelling experience, the perspective Changes deeply.
Well, good, evil or otherwise, yesterday was one of those days where any imaginable calamity that might happen to someone, indeed, would happen to the one who`s writing...
Short story, my old and beloved mp3, dies out in the morning, and after a marvelous surfing session (3-5 ft groundswell), I went out for the evening session, and with the second warning (wipe out), I decided having a last ride...What a mistake!! Lost consciousness for a few seconds, hit by the board`s rail far from shore and bleeding as a wounded soldier in the battleground...The aftermath, a beautiful cut above my right ear: undetermined amount of days out of surfing.

On the other hand, I met this group of easy-going Argentinian guys with whom I`ve been hanging out.
Someone, with a narrow vision stated that you can`t have everything. Is it that much surfing and getting to share experiences with some other travellers? Really?

Buenas noches from Ayampe.

PD: The beauty of the day: Coca.

Lastly, in Ayampe.

I`ve heard very often, and don`t get me wrong as I have said so too (recently) "It`s better using the buses, cause you get to know the real country"....You know, after another day of experiencing the Ecuadorian buses "real thing", I deeply doubt that I like it: the before mentioned loud Cumbia(whatever) From the bus speakers, the endless stops, needless to say accompanied by the "salesmen" Oh boy!!

Thankfully, being aware that moving from one village to another would take most the light time hours, I had an early farewell surfing session: 2-3 ft, groundswell...By far the best of the day. However, the highlight occurred when my eyes got hooked on a big black vulture having breakfast on the shoreline...Their ability to find food without making the slightest effort really admires me.
Do you happen to know anyone with alike characteristics? I guess I can call some...

Some food for thought: How smart it is ordering a burrito in a bar run by Argentinians in Ecuador?

Be Around!

PS: I promise telling an anecdote of someone that seems to be taken out of "Little Britain".

Canoa, Ecuador day 3

Today has been mostly dedicated to surfing: over four hours, split into three sessions. In between, more fish, and rice and patacones!!!
As a curiosity, being a Bank holiday in the country, the beach got crowded with locals as the day went by...Sort of a traffic chaos in the beach "road", loud music and a whole of tomahawk haircut style...Whatever!!!
For some parts, this day reminded me of those reminded of those ones in Tamarindo (Costa Rica)...
The highlight of the trip, way and beyond, has been witnessing seated on the surfboard how the sun set majestically over the Pacific ocean, simply unbeatable...
Have a good night!

In the middle of the world: Ecuador

Good evening,
Here I find myself, Xmas eve in a remote coastal village in the Spondylus route, Canoa.
Before I dive into details, my best wishes to everyone of you all.
Although, once again, I am travelling by myself, that doesn`t mean I am alone. Actually, I had my special and unique Xmas dinner: Hawaiian burguer and home fries in a beach bar, with the most exclusive company of a street dog!!
Well, to speak the truth, after throwing a couple of fries, the "blessed"doggie seemed to be listening to me, but a while later lost interest by the time some sliced onions did not appeal him...

Back to the very beginning, as the memory stretches out, the reasons for such a destiny were kind of unclear, which shouldn`t modify at all the purposes: openness to whatever might across the way, and surfing.
Lads, I guess I gotta leave it here for now...
Stay tuned!
Love & surfing!