We left Quito this morning at 6: 30 heading for Cuenca. Every morning and evening we could see the volcano out our window and the lights of Quito twinkle on. We did not go up the mountain to visit the Angel of Quito because we want to share that moment with Thomas when he comes. But she got a nod every day and used her as a guide when we got confused by Quito’s winding streets. The volcano changed daily. Sometimes she was blanketed with clouds and she disappeared completely. Sometimes she stood dramatically against a blue, blue, sky. Always she was there. Just like the neighbor’s dog who would woof- woof at us when we sat of the balcony or leaned out the window to watch the neighborhood change with the light and the time. From the plane window we watched Quito fade away giving way to verdant mountains, peasant villages and eventually to only clouds. An hour later we were in Cuenca, in a different apartment, exploring a new neighborhood, waiting to see what is out there.
Adios, Sally
