Saturday, January 13th, 2018 Canoa
Yesterday was a sunny, beautiful day again so we walked 50 minutes along the beach into Canoa. When we got there, we walked up to our old house where we had the 2nd floor apartment for 2 months in 2016, just before the earthquake. The first picture is how it looked then. The 2nd picture is how it looks now. The couple living on the 3rd floor were injured but survived. It looks like we would probably have survived had we been there but we’re very happy to have left 2 weeks previously. There was no water or electricity for a long time and we would have had nowhere to stay.
The little bamboo house just down the road from us where the lady used to work on a sewing machine all day is still there but is abandoned. A bigger building that was across the street from the bamboo house is now a vacant lot. Nearby there is new government built housing for people who lost their homes.
On the malecon (beachfront street), the Surf Shack, where we used to go when we felt like a good burger or to enjoy the trivia challenge night, is still there but is missing a part to the right side. The buildings that were on either side of it are gone.
The fancy painted hotel on the Main Street up from the beach is pictured as it was in 2016. It’s now a vacant lot.
The clunky old water truck that used to deliver water to our cistern is still working (sometimes) but there are vacant lots scattered all over town that used to be houses or small hotels.
The beachfront is much the same, except that the big washroom/changeroom building is gone. The footbridge has been repaired. Most of the ceviche huts are still there including one of our favourites, Cevicheria Saboreame #2. We stopped in for a lunch of ceviche de cameron and pescado encocado and a large beer (total $12.75). I managed to use a full sentence in Español to order and the waitress understood every word and didn’t even roll her eyes at my pronunciation. I must be getting better.
And finally, the beach is still there. A few Ecuadorian families and foreign backpackers were enjoying it on a Friday, but not many.
By the time we walked all the way back to our condo, we were ready for happy hour and a dip in the pool. We’re glad to see that the village is gradually coming back together.
Yesterday was a sunny, beautiful day again so we walked 50 minutes along the beach into Canoa. When we got there, we walked up to our old house where we had the 2nd floor apartment for 2 months in 2016, just before the earthquake. The first picture is how it looked then. The 2nd picture is how it looks now. The couple living on the 3rd floor were injured but survived. It looks like we would probably have survived had we been there but we’re very happy to have left 2 weeks previously. There was no water or electricity for a long time and we would have had nowhere to stay.
The little bamboo house just down the road from us where the lady used to work on a sewing machine all day is still there but is abandoned. A bigger building that was across the street from the bamboo house is now a vacant lot. Nearby there is new government built housing for people who lost their homes.
On the malecon (beachfront street), the Surf Shack, where we used to go when we felt like a good burger or to enjoy the trivia challenge night, is still there but is missing a part to the right side. The buildings that were on either side of it are gone.
The fancy painted hotel on the Main Street up from the beach is pictured as it was in 2016. It’s now a vacant lot.
The clunky old water truck that used to deliver water to our cistern is still working (sometimes) but there are vacant lots scattered all over town that used to be houses or small hotels.
The beachfront is much the same, except that the big washroom/changeroom building is gone. The footbridge has been repaired. Most of the ceviche huts are still there including one of our favourites, Cevicheria Saboreame #2. We stopped in for a lunch of ceviche de cameron and pescado encocado and a large beer (total $12.75). I managed to use a full sentence in Español to order and the waitress understood every word and didn’t even roll her eyes at my pronunciation. I must be getting better.
And finally, the beach is still there. A few Ecuadorian families and foreign backpackers were enjoying it on a Friday, but not many.
By the time we walked all the way back to our condo, we were ready for happy hour and a dip in the pool. We’re glad to see that the village is gradually coming back together.
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