|Building being restored in Quito, with scrim in front to show what it will look like.|
Blogging about Ecuador just doesn’t have any urgency for me, our vacation is in the past and acquiring that soft blur that memories of places you’ve visited acquire.
Being most familiar with California we found ourselves comparing Quito to San Francisco. The weather, the hills and the well dressed people. Men wearing business suits everywhere we looked, even the casually dressed people looked dressed up to our eyes.
If Quito had been a little warmer,I’d think about living there. The first night we huddled for warmth under the blankets from our bed and the extra bed in our room. I had some problems with the altitude, shortness of breath, a slight persistent headache and some fatigue. Husband had less problems.
They close off the streets in the old town on Sundays which is when I took the majority of my photos.
There’s an interesting museum in the tower with an observatory on top. I left my camera with Husband, so true to form I missed taking panaramic views of the park.
The park was cute, with several museums, a open air bandstand, restaurants and cute little shops in small cabins complete with front gardens. We watched with amusement as a store keeper shooed one of the resident llamas away from her roses. You could tell she wanted to do more than flutter her hands at the ravenous herd but was inhibited by the tourists. Eventually the insolent llamas wandered slowly back to their pen.
The handicrafts for sale were very nice and the prices were very reasonable. However, I just couldn’t see any big need in my life for alpaca scarves, hand knit woolen socks and hats or sweaters they don’t go well with my swimsuit collection.