Initially, I was forlorn that that the laptop was unable to travel with our packout. Hindsight, I am perhaps giddy that that the cards folded that way. So many pictures, and so many stories that still have yet to come forward. And in many ways, I might not have otherwise had the effort to document in "real time".
I am little concerned that when the end of the world occurs, I will don't have many notable skills. I have neither the color pallet, nor that the patience for any crafts that would either sustain life or be marketable trade. However, there is boundless talent in Ecuador.
For instance, can you take a Alpaca and weave it?
I am little concerned that when the end of the world occurs, I will don't have many notable skills. I have neither the color pallet, nor that the patience for any crafts that would either sustain life or be marketable trade. However, there is boundless talent in Ecuador.
For instance, can you take a Alpaca and weave it?
Perhaps you are better at carving a wood or stone medium?
At any rate, we have just about overstayed our timeline for getting in before the 1830 witching hour. It's no joke to be off the road by sunset, as the roads are cave dark and the fog rolls in. We finally saddle up and head out of Quito...into the wild, wonderous, and willy Ecuador!