Today Troy and I took a bus trip to two small towns outside of Cuenca. The bus station was relatively easy to manipulate. Put in a dime enter the turnstile and find a bus that has the name of the town on your agenda. The bus was clean and comfortable and no animals were permitted so the stereotype of traveling with chickens did not exist. However, while sitting on the bus waiting to leave a young woman gets on delivers a sales pitch about who knows what passes out lovely pieces of candy and then proceeds to continue her pitch. She then moves up the aisle collecting money. If you did not pay, she takes the candy back. There were a few crying children. She exits and another gentleman proceeds to give out Milagros, then he gives a chain to put the milagro on, same routine he tries to collect money if you don’t donate away goes the milagro. No babies cried. Next the Herbal Life man makes a pitch. He hands out a pack of vitamins. No dinero; no vitamins. By this time we arrive in Gualaceo.
The little church was beautiful inside and the town obviously does not have many visitors because the tourist office only had one map.
Lunch was in a family restaurant. This young man is thirteen and anxious to help his family be successful. Lunch was fried fish and the beer was cold. Hernan directed us to the bus station and we headed for Chordeleg.
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