With such a beautifully diverse landscape, wandering through this small South America country was an incredibly unique and demanding experience. Ecuador may only be the size of Colorado but what it lacks in size it certainly makes up for in character.
Traveling 14 miles from Quito, the worlds second highest capital in terms of elevation to a nearby hot springs “resort” nestled deep in the woods took hours. And once there, traversing the hilly terrain at an altitude of 12,000+ feet was no easy task. But soaking in volcanic runoff, eating trout caught moments before being prepared and sleeping next to a humming waterfall eased all hardships faced. Heading down the mountain to the coast provided a challenge that could break any seasoned adventurer. Just imagine spending 10 hours overnight on a crowded bus where only women were allowed to use the bathroom and that’s only after they convinced the driver that no solid waste would be expelled. On top of that, every so often disco lights and blaring music would fill the cabin as well as the noise of a restless passenger who would yell “Pelicula. Pelicula” whenever he woke from a nap. This is how some prison camps are portrayed in your favorite Hollywood blockbusters.
When the bus finally reached sea-level, we hopped off into the pre-dawn darkness that is 5 a.m. It was pouring, and after some sleepy negotiation we jumped into electric tricycles that could barely handle the muddy streets of Puerto Lopez. We eventually made it to the apartment we were staying in with the gracious help of our Italian ex-pat host Giuseppe. It took him only moments after arriving to offer to sell the place to us for $150,000. Oh did I mention, that in addition to the four adults (including myself) traveling, we we’re also carting along a 2 year old and nine month old?
This is just a glimpse into the two weeks I spent in Ecuador this past winter with my wife, daughter, our two friends, and their son. Please check back soon for a full trip report.
while out looking for food this afternoon, i saw a small sign on a large door advertising a beer pong tournament at a jewish community center in the most unassuming of buildings. my curiosity took hold and i ventured in with the encouragement of the drunken shaggy haired fellow that stumbled out of said large door. after manipulating the strange dark hallways i strolled into a vast room smelling of cheap stale beer and good times. as advertised i was now in the company of dozens of co-ed young adult jews participating in a casual sunday afternoon beer pong tournament. and on the 7th day, he who is i am rested… and got wasted.
i got home tonight around 5:30 and it was a good 15 minutes before i noticed this little guy laid up on my carpet. we’ve suspected “guests” but up until now haven’t had any proof. after my initial freak out i pulled out the camera and got pretty personal with our dearly departed friend. i wasn’t getting the shot i wanted so i did what any rational photographer would do. i busted out the scanner and set gus gus here up for digitization. rest in peace ol’ boy. you won’t be missed.
the first flurries of a supposed major storm on its way through philly. everyone else seems to be bummed about this as the city’s already been pretty heavily hit. i missed most of it by spending a month in australia so i’m thrilled. SNOW DAY!!!