Aceite de Chontacurro=maggot oil. Stumbled upon a live demonstration. Traveling salesman rubbing maggot oil on old man’s back for magic cure while live maggots, the size of sidewalk chalk squirm in the nearby tray. 1 oz bottles, only one “dollarito”. I was mesmerized. I bought some- Cam promised he’d rub it on my back. The pamphlet claims that it cures many things including bronchitis, varicose veins, back injury, rheumatism, and stress. mmmmmm.
The pick-up truck that would supposedly bewaiting at the bottom of the hill wasn’t there and as we started up the 3 k, pothole dirt road hike (not as easy as you’d imagine at 8500 ft- talk about burning lungs!) the afternoon rain started.
Hotsprings were worth it. Wonderful.
Quito is great. I could definitely see myself staying here a while. Great public trolleys (although packed to the brim every time- I swear I have never been so absolutely jam packed in a bus. I can see why the trollies some with pick pocket warnings. But hey, you can’t beat a 25 cent fare all the way across town!) wonderful parks, libraries, theaters, museums…
Yesterday we rode a paddle boat around a rather scummy canal in the park. We cuddled a boa constrictor. We ate ice cream.
Today we toured churches built in the 1500s, many of them directly on top of Inca temples. Tomorrow we are going to the Middle of the World. One foot on each hemisphere.