When it rains in Quito, it pours...
Trip Start Oct 06, 2008
38Trip End Apr 18, 2009
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Last you heard from us, we were about to have a Spanish lesson. It went well, and we certainly won´t be replying in Manuel-esque "Que?!" anymore! On friday, we went on a rollercoaster (that the locals call a MetroBus) to "Mitad del Mundo" (Middle of the World) where we visited a monument which marked the equator. It was surrounded by little shops selling Ecuadorian nick nacks, museums, a planetarium and restaurants. At midday, there was a performance along the equator line where locals danced in different styles that represented each region of Ecuador. Next door, we visited a smaller museum which proved by using GPS technology that the actual equator line was in fact 240m away from the big tourist trap park that we had just visited. What a scam!
Like I said, the weekend was horrendous. Tropical storms lashed down and we couldn´t do anything. However, on Sunday night, fed up of the new hostel, we decided to go to the Ecuador vs Chile football match. Although storming, the atmosphere was incredible (if I were lazy, I´d call it "electric")! The crowds here seemed to enjoy themselves much more and have fun, compared to the agressive British crowds.
We woke up on Monday morning to a bright blue sky, the storm must have cleared the air. We decided to re-visit the Old Town, our first stop being ´The Virgin of Quito´ on top of the El Panecillo Hill, in the idyllic setting, overlooking the entire city. Afterwards, we took a tour of an old nunnery that has only recently opened to the public. Inside, were many morbid images of Christ, one in particular saw Christ on the cross covered in blood, lash markings all over his torso and deep wounds with intestines pouring out! Many of the sculptures were handcrafted by the nuns who obviously had plenty of time on their hands as they were only permitted an hour a day to socialise! By mid-afternoon the clouds had gathered as we made our way to a picturesque Basilica on the outskirts of Old Town. It was possible to walk up the Basilica´s towers, and after climbing a countless number of stairs we were faced by a wooden walkway that led to the first of many metal ladders that led to the very top of it´s highest towers. After each climb we were always suprised by the possibility to go further. I´m not too proud to admit that I was pretty terrified! Whilst on top of the towers however, we were greeted by an old friend. Lightning. Dark clouds had gathered and we were in the middle of yet another tropical storm - it felt as if we were inside Dracula´s castle! Since being high up on top of a bell tower is certainly not the best place to be in the middle of a storm, we hastily made our way back down! We quickly hailed a taxi and made our way back to the grotty hostel.
The following morning we got on a 4 hour bus journey headed for Riobamba, a small town to the south of Quito. It is from Riobamba that we are writing this blog, finally being able to find a decent internet connection! Although, frustratingly I´m not allowed to insert our USB camera into the computer to upload our pictures.
Our next stop will be Guayaquil, where we will hopefully be able to post our pictures and update you on everything we would have done here in Riobamba.
Until then, adios amigos!