Hello all! I´m sorry, I don´t feel like saying much, but here is an ode to Quito!
Quito,
you have charmed me with your colorful pigeons and your spirited clouds,
Your crumbling balconies, your fountains, and your eerie courtyards
You have charmed me with every mystery that lies beyond every hole in the wall
and above all you have charmed me with your song,
of the blind accordian player on the street
and so mournful are the voices of the singing vendedoras on every street corner
the woman who walks up and down the cobblestone street
on a bad leg
and with a bucketful in her arms, she sings
papaaayyyaa, papaayyyaaa
just as though rocking
a dying child
to sleep
Goodbye Quito.
Tomorrow I move onward to Otavalo.
