Before breakfast, Cuenca is a blank tablet.
On the streets are a few people, stray dogs, taxi drivers, construction men headed for jobs. Churches aren’t open, retail shops are locked tight, and, as you explore, the Historical District is shut down tight too.
As people wake and go to work, traffic increases.
Walking past fellow pedestrians on narrow sidewalks is difficult. Even though Ecuadorians are shorter and smaller than Americans, there is still barely room for them to walk side by side, much less someone my size.
I stay to the right on sidewalks but sometimes move left and hug a wall. These sidewalks and streets are not made for American bodies, cars, or intentions.
First thing in the morning, the city is fresh.
By the end of the day, Cuenca’s tablet is filled with stories.
I stick with postcards and snapshots on Scotttreks.
It is a challenge to be short, sweet, to the point.
5 Comments
Dave Forse
on December 4, 2015 at 11:43 am
What a beautiful town….You are living the life Chaco only dreams of!!!!!
Living the life your dog dreams about is fantastic because i know how well you take care of Chaco. getting readjusted to higher altitude and bigger city but the city is like i remembered it which is why i came back.
What a beautiful town….You are living the life Chaco only dreams of!!!!!
Living the life your dog dreams about is fantastic because i know how well you take care of Chaco. getting readjusted to higher altitude and bigger city but the city is like i remembered it which is why i came back.
That is a really cool place. I am definitely going to need visit some day!
Nice shots, Bro.
Love the photo of the gazebo. Does that little square remind you of the San Miguel Jardin?
You know I could spend hours having coffee and people watching at that outdoor cafe. Oh, you lucky dude!
Leigh
wish i had kept a journal back then so i could relive it over and over for free hahaha.