Quito

Quito has too many beautiful churches. Spain left a mark here, a pretty big one. It was, just as Tenochtitlan and Cuzco, built right on top of original indigenous cities, if im not mistaken. Some tactic of the conquistadores. Erase them.

¨Don Pedro (Peterr) es Espanol, puro.... el hermano de la esposa del vecino!¨ hahaha
(Don Pedro) vendo miel, y soy de aca. Mire este articulo (saca un articulo fotocopiado sobre los beneficios de la miel pura para la gente de tercera edad y me la da.)
- Si es buena la miel verdad.

Pero don pedro (de nuevo el dueno del comedor en Otavalo) el no es de la tercera edad!

- Cualquier necesidad que tenga que ver con la miel, aqui tiene mi tarjeta.

Sorry, got carried away.

During my time here in Quito, I went to the middle of the earth. Saw the earth´s spin do its work. In the north, we proved water drained counter-clockwise, and in the south, clockwise. In the center, it went down clean. This was a matter of one meter south and one meter north. Quite incredible to seeeee the gravitational structure of the earth at work. I also balanced an egg on a nail with the help of the earth´s centrifugal forces. I became tow pounds lighter in the equator, great way to lose weight. Cool stuff. My English friend Josh took an elaborate photoshoot of my crowning as the egg balancer witha real diploma that I had done it successfully.

On Sunday night I went to the wealthy (one of them) Quiteños beach, Casa Blanca, a private gated city on the beach with temporary summer homes for the beach season. It didn´t feel like a town. It wasn´t a town. The youngins were let loose in safety, and drank and drank until morning. (I parttook, through up for the second time in my life, due to alcoholic beverages! ; ) Damn these Ecuadoreans can drink!

As you can imagine, that place was weird, but the person I visited, Melissa, from our first year at Bard was very cool, as always.

Came back to quito, tried to sleep on the bus, took one of Meli´s mom´s sleeping pills kind of late, and passed out. I ran out of the bus in a frenzy, hoping the terminal opened up, which it did, and housed me for another two hours while i slep peacefully on the chairs.

Then i got a fever, feel like crap right now, tried to enjoy the city, but couldn´t do it very well. So now im doing one of my favorite passtimes, writing.