Alright. I´m still rather short ontime, but I´m going to try to update as best I can. A ton has happened and I feel like I don´t know where to begin. So pay your 50 cents, get your ass in a chair, and make sure you wallet is not in your back pocket.
Andy and I visited the "Mitad del Mundo", or as we gringos call it the ecuator. It wa
s relatively fun, though it was really just a random place with a slightly souped up tourist angle, capitalizing on those who feel it necessary to tell their friends that they went to the ecuator while in Ecuador. We walked the great line and were privy to several experiments of questionable scientific value including the famous toilet water spinning experiment, which was more interesting that I´d normally care to admit. We also crossed another milestone in our lives by using a blow gun to hit a hanging piece of fruit (I hit it weakly, Andy missed, and the old guy after us nearly shattered the fruit with his laser like accuracy).
Later that day I went solo to the "Teleferico", a million dollar investment in Ecuadorian infrastructure consisting of 2.5 k cable car carrying tourists (and locals) to the top of a mountain for breathtaking views an excruciating hike. It was an adventure on it´s own just getting their as I arrived 50 cents short of the entrance fee with no ATM´s insight. Adding insult to injury, they accepted EVERY major credit card EXCEPT VISA which was the only one I had on me. They even accepted Diner´s Club cards, which really pushed me over the edge. I hopped in a cab, tried 2 ATM´s that rejected my card until I finally found one that worked, halled ass back to the Teleferiquo and rode up the mountain with a woman so terrified, she couldn´t open her eyes and clutched my arm the whole ride. It was certainly worthwhile, if a bit commercialized, and the views were spectacular.
Later that day we completed our final Salsa lesson, which of course was fun, especially when my teacher had to take a phone call and was replaced by a relatively sweaty and slightly pudgy Ecuadorian dude, who if nothing else, certainly succeeded in expanding my comfort zone. We celebrated our final night in Quito practicing our skills at a Dance Club with some friends from the school. Cheap tequilla and dancing on the stage was a fitting way to end our Quito stay.
Andy and I visited the "Mitad del Mundo", or as we gringos call it the ecuator. It wa
s relatively fun, though it was really just a random place with a slightly souped up tourist angle, capitalizing on those who feel it necessary to tell their friends that they went to the ecuator while in Ecuador. We walked the great line and were privy to several experiments of questionable scientific value including the famous toilet water spinning experiment, which was more interesting that I´d normally care to admit. We also crossed another milestone in our lives by using a blow gun to hit a hanging piece of fruit (I hit it weakly, Andy missed, and the old guy after us nearly shattered the fruit with his laser like accuracy).Later that day I went solo to the "Teleferico", a million dollar investment in Ecuadorian infrastructure consisting of 2.5 k cable car carrying tourists (and locals) to the top of a mountain for breathtaking views an excruciating hike. It was an adventure on it´s own just getting their as I arrived 50 cents short of the entrance fee with no ATM´s insight. Adding insult to injury, they accepted EVERY major credit card EXCEPT VISA which was the only one I had on me. They even accepted Diner´s Club cards, which really pushed me over the edge. I hopped in a cab, tried 2 ATM´s that rejected my card until I finally found one that worked, halled ass back to the Teleferiquo and rode up the mountain with a woman so terrified, she couldn´t open her eyes and clutched my arm the whole ride. It was certainly worthwhile, if a bit commercialized, and the views were spectacular.
Later that day we completed our final Salsa lesson, which of course was fun, especially when my teacher had to take a phone call and was replaced by a relatively sweaty and slightly pudgy Ecuadorian dude, who if nothing else, certainly succeeded in expanding my comfort zone. We celebrated our final night in Quito practicing our skills at a Dance Club with some friends from the school. Cheap tequilla and dancing on the stage was a fitting way to end our Quito stay.
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