Monday, June 12, 2006

Hasta la vista, Quito... hola Manta!

Chicken foot soup, anyone?

That´s right! For the scandalously low price of 1 US dollar, you too could be the proud owner of one steaming bowl of avian appendage stew. But that´s not all!! Also included in this deal is a main course of fried chicken breast, rice, and beans.... AND a complementary cup of ultra-sweet coconut juice!!

I should mention that this has happened to us several times.... that is, we´ve spent a dollar on what we though we be just a bowl of soup (vegetable, chicken appendage, whatever), then we lick the bowl clean because it´s so good... and suddenly there appears before us a plate heaping with rice, beans, meat... turns out the soup was just an appetizer. Lucky, unsuspecting us.

One more shot of Quito, before we head off for the coast... notice the pleasant park with pleasant artist selling their pleasant wares at left, the big city-type things at right, and the mountainous mountains with their mountain-ish clouds in the immediate background. Ah, Quito... how radical you are.
We headed out of Quito on Sunday, after our brief and fruitless search for an English church service. (We did sit in on a Spanish service, though... We even understood a little... )
A sample of the beautiful Ecuadorian countryside/mountainside we passed, calmly and serenly, until...

BAM! Flat tire! Exploded tire, actually. First a little pop, then a major bang. It blasted a bit of a hole in the bus floor, in fact, completely freaking out the lady sitting above the wheels and filling the bus interior with the pleasat aroma of burnt rubber. And all we did was go over a lousy speed bump in a cute little mountain town. Based on the proximity of our little incident to the village´s primary eating establishments, Nic and I surmised that the restaurant owners had, in fact, placed mines in the street so as to temporarily strand the hungry, money-carrying bus passengers directly in front of their establishments.

In any case... shortly thereafter, we boarded a second, far safer bus, and continued our 10-hour ride to the coastal town of Manta.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hmmm...the exploded tire in the convenient location of restaurants...it certainly does sound a bit like that accident was no accident. I don't know about anyone else, but when my family used to own a restaurant, we always set up mines in the street to create more business...oh wait, we never owned a restaurant. But if we had, we wouldn't have needed mines to get people to stop anyway because our amazing food and good looks would have stopped everyone in their tracks. (insert a Dave laugh here...you know: HA HA!) Anyway...glad you guys are enjoying yourselves! Hasta Amigos!