this old man here, his son and mom were our life saviors. both of us were dead beat from our morning hike and being us city kids, descending for another 2 hours was out of question. we went around asking locals if they had some form of transport which we could rent to take us back to our hostel but alas, lady luck wasn't on our side.
desperate as we were, we even stood by the side of the road and tried hitch-hiking but that didn't work for us as well. 30 mins into descend, a local in his bike rode towards us and asked if we wanted to buy a ride back. it was tempting but we felt 3 adults + 2 backpacks on a bike was a little dangerous. we requested for anything but a bike — he gave a little thought and said his friend has a car that we could hop on, just wait and his friend will pick us up in 10 mins.
we waited, and it turned out to be an open truck! so we had a ride around the desert in the open, surrounded ourselves with mountains and volcanoes. the feeling at that moment was indescribable. the experience was worth every penny spent.
that's one of the reasons why sometimes i enjoy not planning and letting things fall into place — who knows, they may be better than expected and you'll get a little memory to tell. 🙂