El Valle is a charming, litte mountainous town. It was nice to finally get out of the city and back to nature. We were so ready for the adventure part of the trip to begin.
There isn't much going on in the little town of El Valle. There was a short hike to a 70-foot waterfall, but Fia and I got sidetracked by the little handcrafts market on our way to the falls. We stopped when we saw the sweets, and before we knew what was happening, we found ourselves bargaining at the various stalls for trinkets and souvineers for people back home.
Our little detour ended up costing us a lot more time than we realized. The sun was beginning to fall, and we were told by our traveling mates who were already on their way back that the entrance was closed. Apparently, the city of El Valle has taken a very capitalist approach to their prized waterfall, and there is a gated booth that charges an entrance fee.
Not wanting to head back after we made it so far without a peek, we were told by the group that they had hopped the fence and snuck in. We decided to do the same. It wasn't difficult to hop the little gate, but we were quite paranoid about getting caught. Once on the other side there was a series of wooden bridges to cross and little stepping stones. The entire scene, I imagine, must have been pretty impressive during daylight hours... but it was much creepier in the dark. Our imaginations got the better of us, and after a quick peek and a couple of black photos, we ran out of there.
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