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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