Kaony Lodge Quito

We got on the bus from Banos to Quito at about 6, hoping to arrive in Quito late and go straight to the airport for the night... we had planned to get the 6.30, the last bus out, but arrived just as the 6 o clock was leaving so jumped on. This was a mistake!

Bearing in mind our lack of sleep from our rum night we had hoped to sleep a bit on the bus, but that wasnt to be, as a big group of drunk / drugged youths jumped on the bus after about an hour ...

... about it and achieve nothing. In the meanwhile, the lady has sold hundreds of empanadas and still gets enough to survive. Maybe not enough to live comfortably, but just to live to the next day.

It was nice to ponder. But I think idealism kicked into place that night, rather than realism. And then I was struck by how as a psychologist, I can try to change the world, but I´d rather just make a difference with my clients and let them improve the world.

... I thought that you´d be able to try out some of the ´wierd things that happen on the equator´, like water going down the drain anticlockwise etc but we couldn´t. The museum where you get to do all that stuff was closed. They did have a weighing machine there and apparently you´re supposed to weigh less on the equator then you do anywhere else, something to do with the earth´s axis (??). One of the guys tried it though and he ...

P's Report
Managed to change the itinerary so we could be in the capital city for the v important 2010 qualification game of Ecuador v Uruguay (told G that the itinerary change was down to a new bus timetable). I remembered back in 2006 when Ecuador played England and we beat them, sending them out - that time the Ecuadorians didn't care however and partied hard, just being at the World Cup and playing ...

... with some brooms we had made out of branches to sweep clear of thorns, an area under a big thorny tree and so we had our spot for lunch ready. Afterwards we played some “La Mierda” and though the first couple of rounds I was the proud president (winner) of the game, in the end I had to descend the mountain as vice-mierda, hehe.
Descending was rapid, though we were taking turns carrying little Martín who had had enough of hiking for that day, but I’m just amazed how it ...

... incrdible. Not only do they include classrooms for the teaching, but daycare, showers (people are required to shower everday), kitchen, laundry, sewing classrom, and technical center. Everyday has been a little different from the one before. Monday we met the kids, went to mass with them, and had lunch with them. During mass, it took alot of strength to hold back tears. Such a peace and happiness washed over me, I truly feel that this is where I am suposed to be and this is the type ...

... Seilschaft waren noch 2 Mädels aus Frankreich die ab** in Ecuador leben und deswegen etwas bess** akklimatisi**t waren. Am Gletsch** ist dann doch recht steil am Anfang und da Cotopaxi ein** d** meistbestiegenen Gipfel d** Anden ist, war auch dem entsprechend viel los auf dem Weg. Da es mitten in d** Nacht war, ist man eigentlich nur dem Lichtschein dein** Stirnlampe gefolgt un da man angeseilt war konnte man sich auch nicht v**laufen.
Die letzte ...

... 8220;La Joni” because everyone in the U.S. is named “Johnny.” I thought that was funny. There’s a reason for stereotypes because they’re partly true J

This is me crossing the street: “Now I’m gonna cross. Okay, let me wait for this car to pass. Okay, now! Wait, they’re going too fast. Oops, oops…Fine, let me wait for these people to cross so I can follow. Phew! Now I’m ...

... grasp of our language, with the same openness and graciousness as they have with me. For some reason, I doubt it. I am still going strong, though. I stayed in Quito last night, experiencing the wonderful live music that seemed to pour out of every restaurant, bar, and cafe near my hostel. Today I am heading out to the Ecuador´s slice of the Amazon basin, deep into the jungle. Michael ¨You can plan a pretty picnic but you can´t predict the weather.¨ Outkast ¨Ms Jackson¨

... interesting up to a certain point, but found myself again walking past the displays while the other visitors, predominantly locals, took a more keener interest as to what was around them. My lack of Spanish didn't help much in fully appreciating the history of Quito. But nonetheless it was still interesting to look at the displays. After I left the museum, I got out to head back to Plaza Grande. I admired the colonial buildings - some yellow, beige and ...