Ecuadorian Inspiration
March 31st, 2006. A small town 15 minute bus ride south of the coastal city of Montanita , Ecuador Pacific Ocean . Here we are greeted by a pair of hammocks strung under independent bamboo palapas. We're then delivered Cuba Libres gratis and proceed to order another 3 rounds before our modest rice and meat arrived.
Under the dried leaves and robust bamboo of my very own palapa I felt safe. I was protected from the vicious equatorial sun while I hung, suspended above the lava sand below. The breeze pushed through the weave of the hammock and gave me just enough momentum to serve as a subtle rocker.
After almuerzo Jon and I slept beneath our palapas for the better part of two hours. Finally waking up we had to catch the bus home before there was no more. I had made my mind up. I needed to put a palapa in my back yard. The solution to all my hardscaping woes.
Thus on March 31st, 2006 the idea for my palapa was born.
Under the dried leaves and robust bamboo of my very own palapa I felt safe. I was protected from the vicious equatorial sun while I hung, suspended above the lava sand below. The breeze pushed through the weave of the hammock and gave me just enough momentum to serve as a subtle rocker.
After almuerzo Jon and I slept beneath our palapas for the better part of two hours. Finally waking up we had to catch the bus home before there was no more. I had made my mind up. I needed to put a palapa in my back yard. The solution to all my hardscaping woes.
Thus on March 31st, 2006 the idea for my palapa was born.
