|The Moroccan Tower|
|El Gato Negro - he's hiding in conduit that is meant for electronic services (phone, internet etc.)|
|The City of the Dead. This is a large cemetery in the heart of the city...this is only a small part.|
|One of the main avenues in the cemetery...it's huge probably @ a 1/4 of a million people rest here.|
|A lovely little finch that we found as we hiked up one of the hills in the cemetery.|
|A very large statue of Jesus, benevolently guarding the dearly departed and all of Guayaquil.|
|Various stores along the promenade.|
|Entry way to the Plaza|
|Langostinas in a remarkable orange sauce...delicious.|
|Risotto with Calamari in a sauce with it's ink (Actually very delicate in flavour and quite tasty.)|
|Passion of Lemon...not sure what it was exactly, but was quite refreshing.|
|Rice pudding, how can you go wrong?|
I'm not sure whether they're cranes, ibises, egrets or herons, but they were lovely. They frequently hid under the bridge to keep out of sight of the large eagles or possibly condors. What you can't see in these photos is the Guayaquilites passion for honking car horns. Upset? Honk your horn. Cut off? Honk your horn. Happy? Honk your horn. Recognize someone? Honk your horn. Don't recognize someone? Honk your horn. Someone else is honking their horn? Honk your horn. I think you get the idea. (You might feel I've over done the repetitiveness of this, but I assure you, I've held back. They must find North America very strange, as our car horn usage is reserved for only the most dire situations (for the most part).
|A random photo of my ridiculous tan lines...this never happened with my ballet flats!|
Our flight to Cuenca was delayed by two hours, so we didn't arrive in the city until 5pm and then had to find our apartment. By they time we found the place, dumped our bags and got the grand tour from Bev, our "handler" we barely had time to go grab some groceries and scurry back home before dark. (We dined on roasted chicken and sparkling wine.) Here's the view from our roof top, where we've had lunch twice and enjoyed a lovely morning coffee, just this morning:
Like all things, some things are fantastic, some things are okay and other things you think to yourself "Seriously?". We think it will work out quite well for us in the end. I've even cooked two suppers here already, and it's weird to say, but I'm relieved not to always be searching for food...it gets quite exhausting. That's all from beautiful Cuenca, at least for now. Be well, travel safely (for those of you on the road) and know that we love you!