Keeping busy...

So yesterday was definitely one of those days where you lie in bed late at night and try to remember everything you saw and you cannot imagine that you did all that in one day....although, as you now know, this sensation is starting to become a trend in my current life.

We started off with a free breakfast of toast and tea at our hostel and headed out to the museum of Oswaldo Guayasamin. When I say "we". I mean Rodrigo, Javier and me. These two lovely lads took me in after they saw how lonely and sad I was. One of them had a girlfriend back in Chile ( their home country) who he missed dearly, and the other had fallen in love with an Argentinian girl- so we all understood, which topics had to be avoided and simply enjoyed our day!!

So after the museum we went to start a LONG journey through all the churches of Quito. First the Basilica , a beautiful old building, the highest in Ecuador. We climbed to the very top, and each of us engraved a little love note into the ancient walls of this local jewel. One Basilica later, we already proceeded to the Inglesia de la Compania de jesus. This church is the richest church of the entire Americas, with no less than 7 tons of gold garnishing its inside. It took 160 years to built and we all stood in awe- Rodrigo demanding if he could chip himself a bit of gold off ;) Amongst another 3 churches was also the oldest in Ecuador, the Church of San Francisco, another spectacular church. After re-loading on some food ( burgers and fries for the boys and a banana and 3 grenadias for me) we headed to the winged virgin, which watches over the whole of Quito. Her beautiful elegance and tranquility, which we discovered up on the mountain at 6pm was surprisingly welcome by all of us after a busy day and after taking a few obligatory pictures, we all sat in a plastic chair, lined up along the hill top, one next to the other, a cup of hot Canelazo in hand ( canelazo being a mix of hot sugarcane liquor, cinnamon, orange and lots more). We watched as the entire city started tucking in their blankets, only the bedside lamps lighting up the streets of Quito. We decided to walk home and taste the goods these vaguely lit streets had to offer....wow were there goodies!!! As we passed open doors to local people's living rooms,w e ate at Jose´s table, having some beans, corn and delicious chilly. Only a few blocks down, we then joined an old couple around a table, embellished with a classic red and white dotted tablecloth. for a huge bowl of crag, mussels and broth- delicioso!!!!
As we had stilled our hunger it was now time for some sweet goodies; a local bakery provided this in some form or shape, another coffee shop did so with a cheesecake and coffee and we topped it all off with sharing a rocky mountain with ice-cream!! i would be lying if i would pretend that we did not pig-out but it was necessary, we were celebrating our meeting, as well as our goodbye, as the boys were leaving that same evening. Plus we were all majorly emotional eating :P
The evening ended with a couple of beers with the other hostel occupants and after pouring my heart out onto the pages of my diary is was truly time for bed.

Today, the weather defo on our side, i head into the streets once more for some more quito action. But of that a bit later tonight...after all I don't know what the day has in store for me.