Teresita Rosita is on the road again....finally. And heading north again. Of course this wasn't part of the original plan, but hey, what are plans for, if not only to change them? So what has led our little adventurer to head off into the blue again? Surely she was content in her new home in Quito? Hadn't she decided to stay there for the foreseeable future? Well, let's retrace her steps over the past few months and see what transpired in the little country known as Ecuador..
We left Teresita Rosita just as she had started working in a hostel in Quito, a city most people avoided but that she had fallen in love with and eagerly explored every chance she had. But how did she get there in the first place, because she had originally been one of those foolish souls who weren't even going to step foot in the place.
Well...
We all know Teresita Rosita had left Australia because the idea of work made her little panda covered head ache, but after being on the road for as long as she had she felt maybe it was time to stay put for a time. And it just so happened that in this lovely place called Cotopaxi there was about to be space to work as a volunteer. Ah, fresh mountain air, snow capped volcanoes, sparkling streams, green meadows, llamas and a jacuzzi, what more could a girl need? Well, Teresita Rosita was sold! She just had to make a quick visit to Quito to check it out and talk to the boss to get everything organised.
But, lo, upon entering the bustling city nestled in amongst the mountains, her changed once again. Within minutes of being there, Teresita Rosita found herself working at a hostel there instead! And it turned out she really liked it there. Not only that - she made some friends too! Teresita Rosita and her lucky panda hat now had company. Working at the hostel with the best view in town was Colo Rùccula and her smiling monkey hat, and before you could say "Hola, que tal? Me llamo Teresita Rosita" they were firm friends. And what adventures they had...
They went to the middle of the world and tried to balance eggs on nails and wobbled along the equator. Teresita Rosita also thought it would be a good idea to play on an elephant shaped slide. It was not such a good idea after all. Teresita Rosita found herself not sliding down the slide at all. She found herself in a very awkward situation instead. It looked a bit like this...
Teresita Rosita and Colo Rùculla visited the Virgin of Quito up on her little loaf of bread mountain and hugged the world at her feet. They ate coconut ice cream in plazas, they discovered zombified religious art in a monastery inhabited by midget tour guides, they listened to classical music in a church coated with gold, they visited their juice lady in the market for guanabana (amazing), mora (super amazing) and coco (absolutely incredible, especially when mixed with either of the other amazing options) juices and every Sunday they went to the central plaza to get their faces painted with the rest of the children.
And so passed the weeks, and then months. And then our intrepid duo went exploring together. Teresita Rosita had been in the mountains for much longer than she cared to think, all that altitude was making her light-headed - it was time for the beach!
The animal hatted girls took an overnight bus that took 5 hours to drop them off in the middle of the night in a little town called Puerto Lopez. It wasn't the nicest place to be around at 5am so they kept on going until they reached Montañita. It was there Teresita Rosita and Colo Rùccula were introduced to drinking out of whole pineapples and half watermelons and with all the fruit juice they proceeded to imbibe, there was actually very little time to actually lay on the beach as they had originally planned. After three days they had had more than their fair share of juice as well so they thought maybe it was time to move on.
Back to Puerto Lopez they went, to give the town a second chance and actually do some sight seeing and beach lazing. They saw whales too lazy to leap out of the water and rode in nearly exploding tuk-tuks to a gorgeous nearby beach called Los Frailes, where Colo Rùccula finally had her first swim an actual ocean!
And then it was onwards and upwards, through the awesomely named,it not-so-awesome Jipijapa, to a quiet but not-so-quiet town called Canoa. It was Colo Rùccula's birthday (the actual reason why the girls were out of Quito) and so once again the beachy part of the trip was neglected for more fruit juice and dancing in a bar shaped like a boat until the early hours of the morning.
And so the beach holiday that didn't involve too much beaching was over and while Colo Rùccula went back to work like the slightly more responsible person she was, Teresita Rosita took off for....wait for it.... THE GALAPAGOS!!!!
We left Teresita Rosita just as she had started working in a hostel in Quito, a city most people avoided but that she had fallen in love with and eagerly explored every chance she had. But how did she get there in the first place, because she had originally been one of those foolish souls who weren't even going to step foot in the place.
Well...
We all know Teresita Rosita had left Australia because the idea of work made her little panda covered head ache, but after being on the road for as long as she had she felt maybe it was time to stay put for a time. And it just so happened that in this lovely place called Cotopaxi there was about to be space to work as a volunteer. Ah, fresh mountain air, snow capped volcanoes, sparkling streams, green meadows, llamas and a jacuzzi, what more could a girl need? Well, Teresita Rosita was sold! She just had to make a quick visit to Quito to check it out and talk to the boss to get everything organised.
But, lo, upon entering the bustling city nestled in amongst the mountains, her changed once again. Within minutes of being there, Teresita Rosita found herself working at a hostel there instead! And it turned out she really liked it there. Not only that - she made some friends too! Teresita Rosita and her lucky panda hat now had company. Working at the hostel with the best view in town was Colo Rùccula and her smiling monkey hat, and before you could say "Hola, que tal? Me llamo Teresita Rosita" they were firm friends. And what adventures they had...
They went to the middle of the world and tried to balance eggs on nails and wobbled along the equator. Teresita Rosita also thought it would be a good idea to play on an elephant shaped slide. It was not such a good idea after all. Teresita Rosita found herself not sliding down the slide at all. She found herself in a very awkward situation instead. It looked a bit like this...
Teresita Rosita and Colo Rùculla visited the Virgin of Quito up on her little loaf of bread mountain and hugged the world at her feet. They ate coconut ice cream in plazas, they discovered zombified religious art in a monastery inhabited by midget tour guides, they listened to classical music in a church coated with gold, they visited their juice lady in the market for guanabana (amazing), mora (super amazing) and coco (absolutely incredible, especially when mixed with either of the other amazing options) juices and every Sunday they went to the central plaza to get their faces painted with the rest of the children.
And so passed the weeks, and then months. And then our intrepid duo went exploring together. Teresita Rosita had been in the mountains for much longer than she cared to think, all that altitude was making her light-headed - it was time for the beach!
The animal hatted girls took an overnight bus that took 5 hours to drop them off in the middle of the night in a little town called Puerto Lopez. It wasn't the nicest place to be around at 5am so they kept on going until they reached Montañita. It was there Teresita Rosita and Colo Rùccula were introduced to drinking out of whole pineapples and half watermelons and with all the fruit juice they proceeded to imbibe, there was actually very little time to actually lay on the beach as they had originally planned. After three days they had had more than their fair share of juice as well so they thought maybe it was time to move on.
Back to Puerto Lopez they went, to give the town a second chance and actually do some sight seeing and beach lazing. They saw whales too lazy to leap out of the water and rode in nearly exploding tuk-tuks to a gorgeous nearby beach called Los Frailes, where Colo Rùccula finally had her first swim an actual ocean!
And then it was onwards and upwards, through the awesomely named,it not-so-awesome Jipijapa, to a quiet but not-so-quiet town called Canoa. It was Colo Rùccula's birthday (the actual reason why the girls were out of Quito) and so once again the beachy part of the trip was neglected for more fruit juice and dancing in a bar shaped like a boat until the early hours of the morning.
And so the beach holiday that didn't involve too much beaching was over and while Colo Rùccula went back to work like the slightly more responsible person she was, Teresita Rosita took off for....wait for it.... THE GALAPAGOS!!!!
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