Alegria

The drive from Lago Agrio to the River was long.  Our smooth paved road soon gave way to a bumpy gravel road, taking us further away from civilization.  Along the way we would occasionally see people on the side of the road, usually a family with a baby, hoping to catch a ride.  Ricardo would pick [...]

Mother’s Day was off to a great start.  At 8am sharp, Pablo, from Dracaena and our driver arrived outside our hostel.  Pablo, who had come along to get us settled, introduced us to Ricardo, the man who would be our driver for at least the next 7 hours.  Ricardo spoke even less English than we did Spanish so it was bound [...]