Quito

Back in Ecuador we checked out the Old City and the virgen of Quito statue at the top of a hill overlooking the capital. We also found a band playing tradicional folk music in the square, including a heartrendering rendition of ´My Way´and a guy singing, as far we could tell, about how all tourists were motherfuckers. Needless to say we didn´t hang around there for long.

We made our way to a restaurant famous for it´s roast chicken, and when they didn´t have it we struggled to find something else on the menu which didn´t risk being served up a plate of offal. While we were in there the daily rains came down and we were forced to walk to the trolley bus station getting drenched.

These buses are a hybrid of a tram, running on overhead wires, mostly in their own special lanes, running north to south along the length of the city.