Tyzdnovy prechod Ekvadorom

Po par hodinach vypeku na slnku pri bazene s par s Peru sa rozluckovymi piveckami sme nasadli na meskajuci autobus a viezli sa z Mancory na sever, smer hranice s Ekvadorom.

Hranicny prechod bol o dost iny ako ostatne – hektickejsi, so zapraskou stresu, miestami i v stave nechapania (= “whats tady go”) situacie okolo.  Behy pre colnu peciatku su v norme, no ozbrojene straze v neprestrelnej bundoske i na dverach autobusu, ktory prechadzal 15′ tmavymi ulicami v medzihranicnej zone, tak 4x prelistovanie celym mojim pasom pred udelenim vstupu medzi riadkami naznacovali, ze v tychto koncinach to vie byt asi i ‘rusnejsie’.  Nieco podobne by som od hlavneho hranicneho prechodu medzi Peru a Ekvadorom necakal.

Bolo cosi vyse hodiny po zapade slnka, ked sme si z hranic priamo na ceste stopli vysvieteny cirkusbus, ktory to rubal (opat prekvapko) rozbitou prasnou ulicou do Cuency.

Cuenca, nasa dream destinacia tohto dna, je na mojej mape s hranicnym prechodom Tumbes prepojena tucnou hlavnou cestou.  Velmi skoro sme pochopili, ze nas bus to nou isto nedava.

V Cenkovom hlade sme po polnoci ako jedini turisti vystupili z autobusu do opustenej, nastastie stale otvorenej stanice.  Ubytko sme predom neriesili a klasicky sa spoliehali na nejakehop ‘touta’ dohadzovaca.  Co chces to mas.  Prave taky osamoteny tout tam aj stal a bez vahania sme do dealu $7 Bed&Breakfast sli.

Predtym ako sme vzali taxik nam este z hrncov zatvarajuceho sa 7 miestneho stanicneho slintaku vyskriabali posledne miaska s ryzou.  Miaskalo by sa nam i keby bolo jedlo akekolvek.

Mito spal este predtym ako som si stihol domyt zuby.  8 hodinova regeneracia v lahu, ranne kombo – kafe/zemla/prazenica – bolo pozitivnym startom do zamraceneho dna v Cuence.

Nas tout, ktory bol zaroven majitelom hostelika (paradny a mily asi 50r. ujcek) nam hodil par napadov a my si nasledne doupravili logistiku nasho povodneho planu.  Rozhodli sme sa pre rychly sightseeing centra tohto 360 tisicoveho (3. najvacsie mesto Ekvadoru) UNESCO (or r. 1999) mesta, ktore je zname svojou kolonialnou architekturou, kvetnatymi namestickami, kamennymi ulicami, vybielenymi budovami s drevenymi dverami a kovanymi balkonmi.

Kedysi dolezite centrum imperia Inkov, je dnes Cuenca strediskom umelcov, znama tiez vyrobou Panama klobukov a svojimi muzeami a kostolmi (Blue Domed Cathedral je udajne najvacsim kostolom Juznej Ameriky).

Po okruznej prechadzke a prvom ekvadorskom obede sme o 2:37pm sedeli v autobuse a smerovali na pobrezie Pacifiku, do mestecka Montanita.  Nasledujuca nelahka 9 hodinovka obsahovala autobus 1, rychlu komzumaciu troch burgrov v stanicnom McDonalde mesta Guayaquil (najvacsie mesto krajiny, 2.5 mil. obyv.), autobus 2, minibus, vyzdvihnutie toutom, par stipancov od komarov a zhodenie batohov v skromnej, no celkom cistej ubytovni.  Poskodeni cestou v stave stoja prehadzujeme v izbe otazku – “postel vs. pivo”?  O nejaky stvrtton zvitazil chmel.

Ekvador je malokedy (a nemnohymi) povazovany za plazovu destinaciu.  Avsak pobrezie Pacifiku ponuka slusne plaze, takmer biely piesok, dobry surf, zaujimave Narodne parky a najlepsie jedlo (seafood) v krajine.

Montanita, mala rybarska dedinka, je popularnym surf spotom, dovolenkovou/vikendovou destinaciou Ekvadorcanov (velkomestanov) za vodou alebo nocnym zivotom.  My sme sa nechali tymto virom vcucnut a odstartovali to v plnom na zivu hudbu pohupujucom sa bare.  Neskor do hlbokeho neskora pokracovali, kde sa davy hybali.

Po obede dalsieho dna sme sa hodku a pol po coaste presuvali do jedneho z top zaujimavych spotov pobrezia Pacifiku – Puerto Lopez.  Tam nas uz na plazi cakala Lucka, Branko a (1/hura, vsetci sme sa stretli & 2/popravkove) pivecka.  S Brankom sme sa videli po 2och tyzdnoch; ten zatial absolvoval Galapagy (ktore boli uz skor nahodene do blogu) a Lucka dorazila do Ekvadoru, aby s nami spolocne precestovala Kolumbiu a Venezuelu.  Po uvitani sme si zorganizovali program na dalsi den – Whalewatching (= ‘Ocny hon na velryby’), dali koktejl pri fakliach na plazi a zalomili to pred 11ou.

Velryb sme sa s Mitom za nas trip snazili vymaknut uz neraz.  Dokopy 3x v Argentine a Chile a vsetko bezuspesne.  Stretko party sme si preto nie nahodou vybrali v Puerto Lopez.  V obdobi od polovice juna do septembra sa totiz do jeho okolitych teplych vod vracaju Humpback velryby az 7200km z Antarktidy, aby tu stravili dovcu a popri tom splodili potomstvo.  Dospele Humpbacky dorastu az do 15 metrov a vedia sa vykrmit i do 30 ton.  Mladata sa rodia dvojtonove patmetrove.

Laska robi z velrybich samcov cirkusovych akrobatov.  Z turistickej lodky sme s nalepenymi fotoaparatmi v rukach hadzali ocami po oceane a sledovali vyskoky a salta predvadzajucich sa dvoch samcov pred jednou samicou.  Tie si za partnera vyberaju najsilnejsieho samca, aby im vo vodach infikovanych kosatkami ochranil 10-12 mesiacov v materniciach nosene mlade.

Ozaj perfekt podivana.  Zazitok bol ukonceny snorklingom, pocas ktoreho Mito s Brankom pod vodou nahanali par sfarbenych morskych pstruhov, zatial co ja so skusenou Luckou potapackou vegetili na palube so stavnatym melonom.

Pisal sa 8.august.  Branko mal planovany odlet z Quita vzdialeneho z Puerto Lopez zhruba 11 hodin uz 10teho, preto sme na vecer zbalili bagle a nasadli na nocny autobus smerujuci do hlavneho mesta Ekvadora.  (Mito ostal v Puerte a jeho okoli este 2 dni surfovat).  Sofer bol najskor pretekarom F1 a ani obrovska, snad jednometrova nalepka Jezisovej hlavy na skle za jeho sedadlom mi nedovolila sa ani na minutu uvolnit, ci za 8 hodinovy drive zaspat.

Quito – posledny den s Brankom

Druhe najvacsie mesto 15 milionoveho Ekvadora (5 krat vacsieho ako Slovensko), Quito, je dalsim kolonialnym skvostom a zaroven prvym mestom na svete, ktore ziskalo statut Kulturneho dedicstva UNESCA.  Jeho nadmorska vyska 2850m hostuje 1.7 mil. obyvatelstvo.  Excelentna lokacia uprostred zelenych hor ponuka panoramaticke vyhlady na 3 zasnezene sopky (Cotopaxi 5897m,…).  Stare mesto obyva 86 kostolov a nespocetne vela historickych budov, muzei a monumentov.

Pekne je na nom aj to, ze kolonialna historicke centrum je funkcne a zabydlene; uzke prikre ulicky su rusne, obchodnici akcni, namestia plne policajtov a vsemozne inak zarobkovocinnymi bytostami.

S Luckou a Brankom sme absolvovali prechod Starym mestom, lanovku TeleforiQo s vyhliadkou na mesto zo 4050m a nejaky ten market na nakup poslednych suvenirov.

Kapitolu uzavrela spolocna rozluckova vecera na ekvadorsky styl s capacikom a ‘bon-voyage’ zelaniami Brankovi, ktory ju celu vykryl vlastnym rozpoctom.

2 dni neskor dorazil do Quita aj vyhladovely Mito, ktoremu sa uz skoro aj podarilo postavit na surf.  Jeho cesta na rozdiel od nasej 8 hodinovky trvala skoro 20 hodin!  Zjavne za volantom nesedel nas nedelnajsi M. Schumacher.  Po spolocnej hame sme sa v trojke v klude pripravovali na dalsi den, kedy v skorych rannych hodinach po 7 dnoch opustime Ekvador a s nedockavostou sa vovalime do Kolumbie.

Galapagos Islands by Branko

Dnesnym dnom nas po 2.5 mesiacoch opustil nas spolutriper Branko a odletel z Quita do Ria, odkial sa 12.aug vracia na rodnu hrud.  Bol to super partak a o zabavu bolo vystarano kazdym dnom i v tych najviac simple kazdodennych situaciach :)

Brankovi prajeme stastnu cestu a rychly navrat v novom poncho do bardejovskeho Kozla!  Do videnia doma.

Este predtym ako povedal Juznej Amerike zbohom, navstivil ostrovy Galapag, kde sa Mito ani ja nechystame.  Preto sme ho poprosili, aby aspon strucne zrekapituloval ako to tam vsetko rozbil :)  Zde jeho prispevok –

(tb)

Branko: “eh, kamosi potapaci, jeden potapcsky a dospelacky sen mam za sebou – potapanie na galapagoch! 8 augusta som priletel na ostrov cristobal a hned 2. den po  prilete zazil uzasne snorchlovanie s rodinkou tulenov, kde matka s mladatom plavali okolo mna takmer na dotyk a hravostou sa predvadzali. nieco vedla plavali a na morskych travach sa pasli 3 obrovske korytnacky, ktorym moja pritomnost vobec neprekazala. krajsie snorchlovanie som doposial nezazil.  den neskor som sa lodou presunul na vedlajsi ostrov santa cruz, kde som stravil 6 dni.  den volna som prebicykloval asi 50 km  po cestach-necestach, kde nebolo nezvycajne stretnut na chodniku i obrovsku korytnacku. nasledujuci den bol dnom  d – potapanie.   voda nic noc, mala len 16 stupnov. aj ked som na rovniku, studeny humbolt bolo citit vsade. nastastie 7mm neopren bol dost hruby a ochranil.  odmena pod vodou nedala na seba dlho cakat.  viditelnost asi 15 -20m, ale stacilo to nato, aby sme zbadali zraloka kladivohlaveho a zo 8 korytnaciek, ktorych tam bolo ozaj spusta.  k tomu vela muren a ineho zivocisstva.  vecer s partiou z australie, s ktorou  som sa potapal na diske pri pivku sme to vsetko rozoberali.  super den a paradne zazitky.  dalsie dva dni bike po ostrove, plaze, na ktorych sa spokojne vyvaluju desiatky tulenov, ktore spokojne okupuju aj turisticke lavicky a detske parky.  nevadilo im, ze sa tam hraju deti na hojdackach.  taketo  pohlady su k dispozicii asi naozaj len na  galapagach.  sem tam sa leguan vyhrieva priamo v strede chodnika a nevadi mu mnozstvo okolo prechadzajucich sa turistov.  na zaver: 7 dni na prahistorickych  galapagoch stalo za to. odporucam vsetkym doboruhom.” (Branko The Backpacker Sisol z Bardejova)

Chicama

Dalsou zastavkou na ceste do Mancory, kde som mal stretnut Tomasa bola Chicama, tak na 3 dni…best surfing miesto s najdlhsimi vlnami na svete.

Ked som tam prisiel tak tam boli super asi 2m macky ..tak som nestihol ani sfotit nic, lebo som hned naskocil do netoprenu a zacal mastit surf…ale nejak kazdy den vecer na konci sichty som to nazval judo …bol tam silny prud ktory tahal dole a pokial som dopadloval za nejaku vlnu tak uz som bol mimo rezort aj vystaveny na kaky….ta asi tak tam bolo super…ale je cool sledovat surferov.,.mi to pripadalo ako v zime na vleku, kedy kazdy ma svoju vlnu a masti si dole kopcom 2 km……:))))…co sa tyka dediny tak asi vo vecsej dzure som nebol…ale tam je to vlastne o sporte nie o neosporte…Najviac sa mi pacila jedna restika..volala sa Mirador ( vyhliadka )…tam som rad chodil pre vyhlad na plechovu strechu na ktorej bola vykopnuta futbalka….

English Recap: April – July 2010

PART 1

Now I am havin’ one funny feeling this text’s gonna be all but easy… My first and (pretty much) last English review article (Dear all non-Slovak speaking families and friends of ours) was written almost full 3 months ago (not counting some here’n’there English palabras you find in our “I speak English bits” section) .
I will try my best to summarize last quarter of a year travel period starting where I had left it in April.  So heyho, let’s go :)
After 4 days of milky skies and unfriendly weather (thus rum & relax Navimag boat trip) in South Chile we ended up back in Patagonia, ..sweetest Argentina. This time it was Bariloche & The Lake District, probably one of the country’s top trekking & outdoor capitals.  The whole area is absolutely amazing and probably conquered our top highlights we had had on our trip by then.  We spent 2 weeks there, 32% longer time then originally planned.  I think this must be happening to heaps of other Bariloche visitors.  Our time was packed with some fabulous trekking around the area and also in El Bolson where we had experienced our first walks and runs on pristine virgin snow capped peaks (El Bolson Run).  Hitting clubs and bars when returning from the mountains to celebrate and encourage our strengths enriched our agenda and brought some more unforgettable memories and friendships.  The place is definitely worth a visit, no matter if in summer or winter season.  Apparently, the snow conditions in winter there are fantastic, which makes me want to return here one day to see the place also in its white cloak.

After The Lake District we went back and forth to Chile and Argentina a few more times.  Visited Pucon, Graffiti-Bohemian city Valparaiso (must see place!), Santiago on Chilean side and later or in-between Mendoza, Cordoba and pretty much most of NW Argentina (Salta, Tucuman, Cachi, Cafayate with its Quebradas and Salinas Grandes).

After full three months of being with Mito on a day/night basis we split for about 2 weeks.  Mito was sorting out his New Zealand visas (doctors and other paperwork) in Cordoba and I left down south to Iguazu falls (Argentinian-Brazilian borders) with Elaine who traveled with us for approximately 3 weeks. That was the place where I was picking up Branko who came to join us on our trip for 2.5 months.

Mito was not keen on waterfalls neither in travelling thru Paraguay, which was my second prime objective – after picking up Branko.  Maybe, Mito just did not bother travelling extra 2500 km when he was so close to Bolivia, which was our next meeting point.  Everyone sings only the best about Iguazu waterfalls but I still came there pretty relaxed without some massive expectations.  It surely shook me strong though, and let my jaw involuntarily fall down on numerous viewing points when cruising through that National Park.  Definitely add to your South American agenda.  We did both sides, Argentinian and Brazilian.  Do them both if you can, skip Brazilian if you are short of time or ca$h.

Paraguay was amazing.  First time I had some proper and authentic non-gringo trail experiences. The country does not offer that much (with no offense to Victoria and Victor & all 6.5 million Paraguyans) in terms of having some world class tourist attractions.  On the other hand, you see a country, which is not just unspoilt by tourism, but, politely said, pretty unprepared for it.  Except for one gun-in-hand experience in pitch black hours at a gas station in Mariscal Estigarribia, all was sweet, and things went well on Paraguayan dusty roadways.  We visited the second largest water dam in the world (Itaipu), 17th century Jesuit Missionaries Trinidad & Jesus, walked thru Ybycui National Park catching big metallic-blue butterflies, hit some bars & clubs in Asuncion with Victor & Victoria, 2 amazing guys who offered us a couch via couchsurfing.com.  Last stop was in a German speaking (weird) city of Filadelfia. North of Paraguay border crossing to South of Bolivia we lived thru the worst nightmare of this entire trip so far, including a tough-ass travel indeed – It took us 3 days to get through 600km!  Frozen on buses at night and spitting dust all the time in between…maldita shivering memories.

PART 2

While we were cruising thru Iguazu and Paraguay, Mito covered another famous part of South America – San Pedro de Atacama Dessert and crossed to Bolivia from North Chile.

All three of us met on my birthday, 4th June in Tupiza, south of Bolivia.  A cute little town, 2 liters of birthday spirits and traditional Bolivian cuisine. Simple is beautiful. Tupiza celebrated its anniversary during the same weekend, so the city was in motion & colour, packed streets full of food, dance, drinks & drunks, and other traditional ways of having fun.

South-west Bolivia offers probably one of the most amazing geographical phenomenon in the world – 12km sq. salt flats Salar Uyuni are something you will not see anywhere else in the world.  Kindergarten look of Salinas Grandes in Argentina is at least 4 leagues behind it.  Bolivian Salar Uyuni sitting at 3653m altitude knocks your socks off by its beauty, strangeness of surreal landscape offering man-where-am-I feeling.  Crossing almost treeless SW Bolivia in 4×4 jeep took us 5 days, and one of the highlights included a trek to 6008m high volcano Uturuncu where Branko almost spat his lungs out and decided to reverse at about 5800m. Lilo made it safely and ticked off another of many dreams pursued in SA.

Bolivia is simply stupendous.  I reckon majority of people who had done and travelled South America are ranking Bolivia among their top favourites.  It’s the poorest SA country, even though extremely rich in natural resources – every $ goes to foreign companies who pay Bolivians few Bolivianos.  I think we criss-crossed the whole country (Villamontes, Villazon, Tupiza, Uyuni, Potosi, Sucre, Cochabamba, Santa Cruz, La Paz, Rurrenabaque, Copacabana).  Definitely add these among your Bolivian must-see don’t miss’n’do highlights:

– Rurrenabaque pampas trip, where you swim with pink dolphins and aligators, fish and eat piranhas and chill in hammocks since you’re poo scared to walk alone out of your cottage due to unknown wildlife bugging everywhere around.  (pictures)

– World’s deadliest road, which you can make as deadly or un-deadly as you please.  Views and experience definitely worth a big time.  (Eng article & pictures)

– Potosi ex-silver mine where 12 year old or younger boys start with their mining career by helping their Dads who die in average 10 years after starting working there due to fatal working conditions and safety.  Average salary is about 250 euros a month, which is 3 times more than other occupations offer in general.

Leaving La Paz (thumbs up capital city, where Mark The Melbourne boy and a „brother from another mother“ joined us for 3 weeks of tripping) for Titicaca and chilling out a few days on & round the Islands where the Sun and the Moon were born and 12 year old prettiest girl virgins were sacrificed to them in old Inka times is another high-altitude experience and a place to be (or dip for swim – see Vranovska vydra)

From Titicaca Mark, Branko and I continued to Peru.  Mito returned acclimatized back to La Paz and destroyed a 6.4k meter peak that I will be jealous of till I break or close-up to his monstrous altitude record.  Congratulations Mito!  Read details about climb here.

The only down side of Bolivia in terms of triper.sk blog was lack of internet access, especially in the South.  When Mito and I split, we really struggled to update or even add anything on our site.  With little bits and pieces uploaded here and there we survived 3 weeks and then caught up with all that time in La Paz.  This is just to let you know the reason and answer some of your questions why the blog had almost frozen at some stage.  Trust us, we were pretty unhappy about it as well.

Peru, wow, a superbomb a country.  Sceneries, finally broad and yummy cuisine selection, down to earth, humble, modest, interesting and interested fantastic people, history, culture, Mountains!, sand dunes, best surf waves in the world…  I’m ranking Peru in my top 3 countries I have been to in my life :).  Definitely half a kilometre or more above the expectations I had had before coming over.  Mito thinks the same, so we are probably right.

While Mito was trekking in Bolivia, Mark, Branko & I ticked-off place by place on our agenda.  Visited prime SA destination Machu Picchu, which was a cool but only once-a-lifetime-wish&visit experience in my opinion, trekked in the second deepest canyon in the world – Colca Canyon, almost twice deeper than Grand Canyon in the USA, laughed our guts off in Huacachina sandboarding.

Lima, probably one of least popular or fascinating SA capitals, was a big bye-bye and welcome point on our trip.  Mark said his last Bye after our last 5star mealdeal and a few Cuzcena beers and Mimi (our ex-London flatmate came to join us and explore Peru for 3 weeks ). How we see Lima here.

Huaraz and Cordillera Blanca was probably the best trekking we have had together so far.  Early morning 2 o’clock climb to Mt. Pisco (5752m), with all its adrenaline and views… bunch of unforgettable experiences.  Video.

We have still not implemented Google maps into our blog, if any of you folks have an idea how to make it and with some slick design, drop me a line please. The blog was improved by adding a calendar, so you can browse thru the articles by date or search by month.  (Or just find out what date it is today) Check it out.  Thanks to Wacho.  Rambo a la Antonis, the Greek God of Betfair (now ex) added a top design flash Betfair banner that has generated 3000 views so far, 8 clicks and 0 GBP revenue.  Come on, make me feel better and register at Betfair via our banner, play & win so we make something out of it and can travel longer and supply you with some reading on your days off. Cheers in advance. The Videos section of the blog is also close to up-to-date.

Our Facebook fanpage – triper.sk – has got almost full collection of our photo albums and makes browsing through pictures  less painful.  It is also ready to be visited and you are all welcome to join the group.  In addition, I have registered and joined some triper.sk pictures into a photo competition at http://www.printshop.sk/tomassko which is offering 500e to the winner, so keep your fingers crossed.  Our ideal scenario is to cover the costs of our cameras which we bought specifically for this trip by similar photo contests.

Our next plans are catching surf waves for Mito and catching some sun beam radiation – me.  We get to Ecuador to pick up Branko who left us for the Galapagos Islands (which we are both skipping), meet up with Lucka, who is joining us for about 5-6 weeks to travel in Colombia and Venezuela.  Itinerary details here.

Same like I said 3 months ago, if you have tips, ideas how to make this online meeting-point more exciting, drop me a note, hint and I will try to fix it or find someone who can do it better.  For now, thanks for reading, support and staying in touch.  Speak soon.  Peace & adios.

P.S. After 6 months, I have (finally) shaved.



Mancora, Pacific Coast Peruvian Pearl

Zo snehu na plaze…
Ako Mito pred par dnami v blogu napisal, Huaraz bol opat rozluckovy.  Branko siel s Mitom do pobrezneho mesta Trujillo, cakala ich nocna 11 hodinovka.  Tym dnom som sa ja vlastne s Brankom rozlucil po 2 mesiacoch prvy krat.  Mitov ciel bol kupit surf a konecne zmocit wetsuit. Pre Branka to bola len medzizastavka.  Den v Trujillu, Chan Chan historicka archeologicka pamiatka a pikoval do Ekvadoru (1x sam, no uz z praxe znaly s vychytavkami ako to v backpackingu chodi), aby si v Quite vybavil nejaky (ak to je vlastne mozne) lacny last-minute trip na Galapagy, ktore ja s Mitom navstivit neplanujem.  (Jeden tyzden stoji cosi od $1000 a pri tak dlhej ceste aku mame my, je to nemala polozka).
Mimi a ja sme sli spat do Limy, odkial si Mimi vybavila let do Iquitosu – amazonskeho mesta, aby zazila pocas jej vyletu aj caro dzungle.  Tuto variantu som s Mitom nebral tiez, pretoze sme uz nieco podobne zazili v bolivijskej casti Amazonu a odniesli si nanajvys skvely zazitok, ktory by sa neoplatilo pokazit.  Letela teda sama.

V Lime som zotrval trochu viac ako povodne predpokladal.  28-29.7. je v Peru statny sviatok Nezavislosti, ktory mi skomplikoval plan odchodu (komplet vybukovane a az 50% drahsie busy, ubytovne…)  Naviac mojou dalsou zastavkou bola Mancora vzdialena 18 hodin autobusom na severe Peru.  Mancora je rybarska dedinka, no zaroven aj top plazova destinacia celej krajiny, kde vacsina ludi tuzi byt a v case sviatkov i smeruje.  V Lime je v tom case 10-15’C, zatial co v Mancore cez 25 a slnecnoooo!
10-tisicove miestecko s rybarskymi lodkami a najlepsimi pieskovymi plazami v Peru, s najviac slnkom (po cely rok) laka tak domacich ako zahranicnych turistov za dovolenkou, nicnerobenim, oddychom ci vodnymi sportmi.  Vlny na severe celeho Peru su momentalne povazovane za najlepsie a najdlhsie na svete pre surfing.
Takze je tu cas na kvas, oddych, chytanie bronzu (i ked som sezonu slnka odstartoval s faktorom 50 :)), knihu, spanielcinu, najlepsie peruanske pivecko – Cuzquenu, seafood, pool, fusbol, ping-pong a cakam na Mita, s ktorym 5-6.8. palime do Ekvadoru za Brankom a taktiez stretnut kamaratku Lucku, ktora do Quita prilieta 5.8. a pripaja sa k nam na zhruba 4-6 tyzdnov, aby sme spolocne scestovali Kolumbiu a Venezuelu.  Brankovi to tu v South Amerike uz pomaly odbija, kedze 12.8. sa vracia z Ria (Brazil) domov, aby este stihol par studenych Sarisov so Stewom na bardejovskom koupaku a nevymeskal najlepsi jarmok na Slovensku.
V Lime som inac odstartoval a tu v Mancore pokracujem v momentalne pre mna najviac challenging aktivite a to prihlaseni a uploadovani vybranych fotiek z triper.sk do foto sutaze organizovanej cez web www.printshop.sk/tomassko.  Nasim planom (ci skor tuzbou) uz od zaciatku cesty cesty bolo pokryt naklady na fotoaparaty nasimi fotografiami, tak dufam, ze nejaku tu sutaz triper.sk fotky rozbiju.  500eurova vyhra ponukana od www.printshop.sk by nebol vobec spatny start :)