So it’s become a bit of a cliche – but it’s easy to see why! 

After meeting up with a travel buddy once more in Baños (de Agua Santa), Ecuador, we decided to be intrepid and walk up the mountain-side to the famous ‘swing at the end of the world’. We had a map drawn on a scrap of paper by someone we cornered in the food market, but the gist seemed to be to just head up. It’s impossible to get lost when you don’t have a plan in the first place, so I am still adamant that we didn’t get lost.  Continue reading “Swinging off the edge of the world”