The weirdos are one down as Gina had to return to real life after the Galapagos so the remaining crew headed to Cuenca, Ecuador’s 3rd largest city with only 400k in the Andes with a small town feel. I was super excited to visit as I’d heard great things AND our visit was timed with Carnival as it was the Monday & Tuesday before Ash Wednesday. So we all thought we were in for a great time. We arrived late after a flight delay from the Galapagos so were anxious to hit the city on Monday, only to find the city empty. Nearly all businesses were closed which made it quite difficult to find some good food. There was no party. The city was dead – no locals out & about, no cars on the street. A ghost town. We wondered if people were recovering from a crazy night of Carnival celebrations but when we arrived in the city at 1:30am the night prior, we noted it also was quiet. We wandered the city & since there was nothing else to do, hit up nearly all of the museums my book recommended. We found one winner that featured a small collection of modern art by a local artist (Dawi) which I loved but that killed only 30 minutes. Otherwise, the Rough Guide’s “can’t miss” museums featured weird & slightly terrifying masks, fake people in full costume in fake street scenes & uninteresting photos & relics. So Cuenca was a bit of a bust on day 1 although I think it would have been a completely different experience had it been alive. Apparently the city just shuts down during Carnival & while locals insist there are celebrations, they must take place outside of the city center. There were exceptions to that rule. The lone bright spot that kept us laughing all day is we became targets while wandering for projectiles fired from passing cars. Me specifically as I was the only one hit repeatedly by scarce Carnival revelers. First with a water balloon to the head. Then with foamed blue paint spray & finally by more water balloons at my feet. It must’ve been fun to target the lone tourists & I was always squarely in their crossfire (or more likely not paying any attention as I was taking in the city).
The good thing is we had a decent hotel where we could catch up on some sleep given the sleepy city. That didn’t exactly pan out as we were awakened at 3:30am the first 2 nights by obnoxiously fake loud sex (to clarify… the sex was real but her carrying on about it so much was certainly not). It had to have wakened the entire tiny hotel. Kristin joked she at first thought it was a bird or wounded animal as we’d spent the last 10 days in the Galapagos. We laid in bed laughing for awhile but when it became clear that one session was turning into more & we wouldn’t get any sleep, we decided we had to take action. Convinced it was a native Spanish speaker making all the racket due to some “aye aye ayes” overheard, I crept out of the room to discover the offenders were our next door neighbors (who had a child of maybe 5 staying with them… lovely), mustered up my best dramatic Latina telenovela scolding tone & loudly proclaimed “POR FAVOR… (dramatic pause)… CALLETE!!!” to the door & then quickly snuck back inside to shield our muffled giggles. That shushed them for awhile & allowed a bit of shuteye.
We needed some sleep as we were headed the next day to Parque Nacional de Cajas to do some hiking. We negotiated w a taxi driver to drive us the 45-min there & back, waiting 3 hrs for us to hike, as the only other method of return is hailing down buses screaming through the winding mountain passes & those buses are apparently infrequent (1xhr) & don’t like to stop as they’re screaming down the winding mountain passes. So we thought we were pretty smart. We checked in at the park office & discussed our route options. I had read about a relatively easy hike around Laguna Toreadora that takes about 2 hrs. I think that’s what I thought we were agreeing to when we selected to take route 1 that takes 4 hrs. As we promised our taxi driver only 3 hrs of hiking, we discussed an alternate ending of the hike at a parking lot & the park ranger made sure our taxi driver knew where to meet us. Off we went. It was just a stunning place to hike among mountain peaks covered in cloud forests, surrounded by multiple lakes, with beautiful trees & vegetation. Only it wasn’t exactly a “relatively easy” hike. That would’ve been the one-lake option that we unknowingly turned down. Instead, we were hiking up & around peaks & 3 different lakes. Some steep inclines. And a lot of mud. Which was only made worse by the pouring down rain. And the cold temps. I’m confident saying we all thought it was a bit more difficult than anticipated. Don’t get me wrong… it was an awesome time. But the only worry was the 3 of us escaping without injury as the mud & rock on steep inclines & declines made for lots of opportunities to slip & fall. And that we did, several times. So we got a bit muddy but the pouring down rain just rinsed that mud right off so no big deal.
Add to the mud the fact that we had to ford 3 rushing rivers / relatively large streams by balancing in the muddy rain on slippery rocks oftentimes NOT placed closely together (the trail, outside of the river crossings, was very well marked but we were on our own for determining the best way to cross the rivers). In the end, we made it safe & sound, allbeit wet & muddy, & we all agreed we loved the hike. We also felt really smart that we had arranged for our taxi driver to meet us at the end. Until we got there & he was nowhere in sight. So then we walked another hour searching for him until we gave up & headed down towards the park entrance. There we found shelter at the park entrance by the park ranger, a sheriff & a hitchhiker who had been waiting 2 hrs for a bus (yikes!). We explained our situation & they graciously invited us in for a much-needed seat while we waited for a new taxi they called from Cuenca on our behalf after convincing us our hired driver had already abandoned us. The hour waiting was spent chitchatting with them & specifically, me fending off date requests by the cute & sweet park ranger who had decided that he wanted to be my boyfriend, was coming to visit me for 10 days in Chicago in September, wanted to marry me & have one child – girl or boy doesn’t matter as long as it has my eyes. Oh boy. Since he was saving our asses, I graciously & jokingly played along but kept insisting on “primero, cafe” to try to slow him down a bit. A lot of laughs & an hour later, our taxi finally arrived to return us to Cuenca & we all agreed the adventurous ending to the hike definitely made the trip.
After hot showers to stave off the freeze, we decided to treat ourselves to a great meal at a nice little restaurant overlooking the city, which was now alive & teeming with people. We were very glad we spent the day having a blast at El Cajas & then returned to this bustling city… it saved our view of Cuenca.










Hike video
https://youtu.be/m8W6y7GDL4Q
















































































































