Walking in the wind
When we arrive in Santa Elena the wind has already been blowing for 24 hours, downing trees and sending roofs sailing all over town. Even the internet is effected, at least that’s what they tell us at the hostel when they can’t find our reservation. But we are lucky chicas, says the manager. There is one room left at his other hostel, the world’s only hostel located both “downtown and in the cloud forest.”
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