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|World Heritage City Quito with dormant volcanoes in the background|
|Quito does a nice line in vertical gardens. Good use of small spaces|
It was raining when I arrived in Otavalo and most of the market was under wraps but there were still a lot of people around in traditional dress. It seemed somehow rude to photograph them as if they were objects. Most of the costumes were very colourful, similar to those I later saw in Peru, but one group really stood out. These were the patrician - looking men who wore simple white pants, rope sandals and dark blue ponchos. They also wore their hair in pigtails. As with other anomalies like the Argyle socks and tartans in Bhutan, or the bowler hats in Bolivia, it made me wonder how this distinctive style evolved or where it came from.
|Streetlight in Otavalo|
|Dinner at the bus stop|
I was quite pleased with myself although the way back proved a bit more difficult.The bus dropped me off at a different terminal and then I found myself on the wrong Trole and headed the wrong way. It was almost dark now and I was starting to panic because I couldn't find the hostel and I was supposed to be getting ready for my next flight. Eventually I caved in and took a taxi only to find out that I had another hour because my phone was still on Cuban time. In the end I even found someone who was also going to the airport and wanted to share the cost of a cab. I didn't dare try public transport for this one - the airport was a long way out of town. All in all, not a bad little stopover. Too bad I didn't have time for Galapagos as well.