Thursday, January 1, 2015


Next morning I was up before the alarm went off.  Had bakery stuff for breakfast and left room right around seven.  There was light outside.  Took a taxi to Estacion de Ferrocarrile, Chambacalle.  The young taxi driver was very interested in my life.  He asked me if I had family or friends in Quito; where did I come to Quito from; where would I go next.

PS. A very happy 2015 to all readers.

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