On the bus. Mountains. Always mountains. Sometimes here I still say to myself “I’m in the Andes!” Still a surprise. Most of the mountains are given over to endless acres of food. I am dismayed at the destruction of Ecuador’s natural environment, but can’t fault the people for trying to earn a living, and the patterns are beautiful.
Destination – Alausi. Pronounced “Ah-lauw-SEE”. After almost 3 weeks of studying spanish in the constant noise of Cuenca, it’s time for a break before I start again in Banos in 4 days.
I am here. ‘Here’ being a small tienda (store) on the side of the highway, below the cemetery. Town appears to be down. I lack a hotel reservation, so I can’t easily ask for directions.
First impressions? Not positive. I hope it improves. I find a hotel, and negotiate a rate. Drop my bags, grab water and my camera, and…
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