Land of tounges and Iggy

Another coastal village, similar to Mancora, but with a dash of Cancun and a twist of Nimbin. Full of interesting characters, and strange phenomena. Firstly we´re pretty sure we found a bloke who provided a crystal ball image of what Michael Jackson will look like in twenty years or the estranged brother of Iggy Pop. This guy wore a matching black tracksuit (despite the 30 dgree heat), had a ring on every finger, skin like a mummy, and a solid tatto on his forehead just for good measure. He came and greeted us, as did most of the dealers in Montanita, with a sequenced handshake that we were supposedly meant to know... but for some strange reason didn´t.

Another interesing thing about this place were the little ¨tounges¨that popped up in the sand with the incoming and outgoing waves. Rows and rows of these little things would appear and filter the water, which made walks on the beach interesting.

We had our first beach party, and got to know a couple of the locals, a few poms, and a crazy german kid. Montanita was all and all pretty cool, but suffered from a bit of an image problem, and a few too many Gringo´s were weaving bracelets and juggling in the gutter, neading a serious talk from their mother to ¨Put down the string, get out of the gutter, and make yourself a sandwhich¨. So we headed north to Puento Lopez