Zuid-Amerika en Carribean Archive

Podocarpus – Bombuscaro

13 Apr 2011

On my way back I decided to look at the other side of the Podocarpus National Park, near Zamora. A lot of photo’s so check it out!

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Banos II

9 Apr 2011

Some more Banos. The first one is from the piscina El Dorado, with termal baths, the others are from the zoo .

Chimborazo

8 Apr 2011

Chimborazo is the world’s highest mountain, at least if you count from the earth’s core and also the nearest point on earth from the sun. I took a mountain bike and went down from 5000 meter. Too bad – of course – the weather was kinda bad. Then again if you really want to see the vulcano, get of your lazy ass.

Isla de la Plata

7 Apr 2011

Plata is silver, isla is Island. It’s near Puerto Lopez and called ‘the poor man’s galapos’.

Goedemorgen 117 – Centro de Ciudad Runtun

6 Apr 2011

And I was pretty close!

Cuenca – Pumapungo

6 Apr 2011

In the series ‘photos still left on the drive’ today Parque Pumapungo, an archeological site in Cuenca

Goedemorgen 116 – Destroy a habitat?

5 Apr 2011

No, I guess it’s not necessary

Plazas

4 Apr 2011

Many plazas, look like they easily could be included in video games. This plaza reminds me of one, but I can’t put my finger on it. Simcity 4, Civcity Rome? What do you think?

Banos

4 Apr 2011

Bad road in Ecuador

3 Apr 2011

Bien Ecuador, middle of nowhere. I was warned that the road between Portoviejo and Quivedo nog particulary good was. After a few hours of winding road, halfway asphalt and nice views we arrive at above point.

I’m pretty happy about the change because it give me a chance to escape the sweaty old guy sitting next to me muttering in some incoherent Spanish (from Puerto Lopez to Ambato is about 4 or 5 different accents which I can make something of in various modes of succes ).

When I cross the ditch where road construction is going on I reach the other bus and sit myself next to a girl. She immediately begins to look at me and pinches my legs, says ‘que flaco’ ( thin ). And sometimes about smoking being bad for ya ( no kidding ). After a brief introduction (where from-where to, etc) in accent which is not much clearer, she continues to stare at me for a hour or so. Everytime when I look left, she stares quicly outside the window. At some point she jumps out without saying a word and is gone.

I arrive in a hot, humid town with lot’s of air pollution where absolutely nothing is going on. Welcome to Quevedo.