Saquerema

After kim falling to the floor like a sack of potatoes with her ruck sack on her back we finally made it to our Hostel in Saquerema. It was right on the beach, you could see and hear the waves from our room. We had the sweetest woman at our hostel who looked after us, told us all about her life and family and even drove us to the bus station when we left.

The beach seemed to stretch for miles and only ever had a few people on it. We spent many hours on it just chilling and watching people surf... they were brilliant. But the water there was freezing and some of the waves were massive, think we are going to wait until we get to Oz before we master the art of surfing.