Beach Time in Ecuador

One of the great pleasures of long-term solo travel is the ability to change plans on a whim. I booked two nights in a small beach hostel in Ecuador, but it turned out to be so close to my platonic ideal of a beach experience, that I stayed for two weeks.

Sunset drinks

Sunset drinks

Most nights, the moon had a giant ring around it, and only occasionally was it obscured by clouds

Most nights, the moon had a giant ring around it, and only occasionally was it obscured by clouds

My days followed a pattern: I got up sometime before 10am, ate the best breakfast I had in South America (eggs! warm rolls!), jumped in the waves in the sea, sunbathed, read my book, wrote a blog post, chatted with my new friend Hannah (who was doing a Workaway stint there), snacked, hopped back in the ocean or in the pool, drank a beer while watching the sun set, ate a communal dinner with other hostel guests, chatted and read til bedtime.

Re-reading that paragraph, I’m wondering why I ever left.

Group dinner

Group dinner

The little hut on the beach

The little hut on the beach

Walking the beach at night, you'd feel little crabs skitter over your feet, and occasionally, the big guys, like this one

Walking the beach at night, you’d feel little crabs skitter over your feet, and occasionally, the big guys, like this one

It was a short walk to the tiny town of Las Tunas, but for groceries or laundry, you needed to catch the hourly bus into Puerto Lopez, about a twenty-minute ride north. I did that run a few times, but after awhile, when I had the basics for my groceries and wore just my swimsuit and one dress in rotation, I stayed at the beach. If other guests were going into town, I’d ask them to pick something up for me, like a pack of tortillas or a few pieces of fruit. I thought that was all right, but near the end of my stay there, Hannah was asking me if I ever intended to do my own shopping again. I suppose that’s a good sign it’s time to move on.

I miss you, Hannah!

I miss you, Hannah!

View from the road to Montanita

View from the road to Montanita

Beachside living room

Beachside living room

A dozen sunsets, a dozen peaceful hours

A dozen sunsets, a dozen peaceful hours

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5 thoughts on “Beach Time in Ecuador

  1. How absolutely wonderful, Lisa! Yes, certainly one of the plusses of travelling solo is being able to change plans when the circumstances call for it, whether that’s adding time or subtracting it, or changing direction. What a terrific time being on the beach must have been. It gets tiring being in Gee-Whiz Mode day after day, and taking time to just do what you’d do if you were “home” with no Tourist Obligation is so very important to enjoying the rest of it. Good for you!

    In Peace,

    Irene Edinburgh still?

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