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Alone in Olon

Yesterday after dragging around 70+ pounds of luggage through an airport, then onto and off of a bus, then dragging said luggage down a highway where I was at first unable to find the little dirt path leading to the hotel, I was a little cranky.  Add to this the fact that the whole entire day I felt like I was ready to puke and my body still ached from the altitude sickness or food poisoning I got in Quito.

Needless to say, I was not in a happy place when I finally got to Oloncito, or "Little Olon" around 4:00 pm.

I paid $60 for 2 nights at the Barlovento Hosteria, checked the room for cockroaches (happily finding none), and tried to take a nap.




After about an hour and unable to sleep, I walked down the highway into town looking for a restaurant.  Couldn't find even one!  I looked up and down every single street and...nothing except for the shacks on the beach, which I was leary of.  

I must mention that the town itself is very small, about 5 square blocks.  Everything is cinderblock, and nothing is painted so it's all grey.  Plus, the sky is overcast.  It's exactly like San Diego during May Grey or June Gloom, temperature and all.  The chicken here is, I believe, missing a leg.



So I ended up coming back down the highway almost to where I'd started, to a place called Mikes Tacos.  There, I had the worst burrito I've ever had in my life.  I ordered vegetarian so I wouldn't take a chance with meat.  It had boiled carrots and cauliflower (yuk!) one piece of American cheese, and beans that tasted like nothing.  I dug out the few good bits I could find and left the rest, depressed and hating my trip.  Tomorrow would be a new day.
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