After the madness of Mancora we headed 10 hours South to Huanchaco, a small, costal surf town. Unfortunately, we both got really sick and spent a few days stuck in bed. After two nights of the worst bunk beds and inconsiderate roommates, we moved to another hostel with help of a new friend Pasco. Pasco was a local artist and was more than happy to help us out. He showed us the local markets, the best surf spot and his art work. The kindness of the people in South America never ceases to amaze me.
Being sick put a damper on our time in Huanchaco, but we managed to get one beach day in before we left and I got the worst burn of the trip! I was a lobster from the waist up. Since it was Easter weekend, we had a hard time finding a bus to Lima. After trying a few different bus depots, we found a bus leaving that night and killed time at an outdoor mall before heading back to the bus depot. 10 more hours South and we'll be in Lima!
everyone wants pictures with the blonde
