As Ecuador is the land of waterfalls we couldn’t let the Cascada de Lata pass without exploration. As it was a national holiday most of ecuador seem to have had a similar idea. The walk up to the falls was steep, ankle deep in sticky slippery mud (Drew’s favourite) and as we got near the top where the track was single file there was a queue comparable to the road to West Wittering on a sunny Sunday. It was worth it though especially the swim in the natural pools half way back down.
A little further along the road is the town of Mishualli. It sits on the river almost at the edge of the jungle and today it was overflowing with a mix of tourists, ecuadoreans and tribal people enjoying the river and street festivities. Cara’s eyes were on stalks at the amount of nudity on display. She especially liked the body paint artists, painting jungle scenes all over the models body.
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