Tuesday was a long day of travel for my humans (I was asleep through it all), but it was totally worth it because here we are in beautiful historic Quito.
While my humans had an allegedly life-saving Club sandwich, I caught up with thelocals. The view during said catch up.The local version of the constitutionally-mandated statue of the Virgin Mary. And here in daylight.
On Wednesday morning we all met up with Monica, our guide, who took us on a tour of the old town. Naturally there were several dozen churches, basilica, monasteries and convents to admire, and that was just in the first street.
Subtle.Even more subtle.The cloisters of the Church of San Francisco. Very peaceful. Unlike pretentious Rome with its seven hills, the old town of Quito is content to be surrounded by four. If I’m totally honest, I’m jealous of how well this local is rockin’ the Ecuadorian national soccer strip. Floor tiles made from local granite, embellished with the vertebrae of llamas. Because why not?Pop quiz: what does this yellow line represent, and sit upon? Hint: we are in Ecuador.Oh, would that it were. The really real equator is actually seven arc seconds of latitude to the north of the bright yellow line (about 280m to the right of this photo). But shhhh!Because everyone should celebrate the La Fiesta Del Cuy, where the locals compete for the prize of best-dressed guinea pig. Yes, the human hands disturbed me as well.
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