We made our way back to Quito, Ecuador from Montanita due to a skatepark Shaun wanted to cover on his Boarderless skateboarding blog.
Honestly, I wasn’t thrilled to visit. After hearing about several thefts of camera gear from multiple people, I was a bit concerned about running around with all the gear that we do.
It started out a rocky relationship. We arrived at 5am, no hostel booked. Hell, we’ve been following rainy season/low season since we left Mexico 8 months prior and we were used to the who Latin American way of handling things. Show up, figure out what you’re going to do, win. It has made my life simple. No planning. No work. Depend on serendipity of sorts.
Yeah, well, unfortunately hostel owners don’t really care if you’re out on the streets with no where to go. We showed up at one place and they basically laughed at us. Stupid gringos – don’t you know it is high season right now? Every place is booked.
The door hit us on the ass on the way out.
We were on the streets of Quito, in the wee hours of the morning, with nowhere to go, and scary people walking about. Even taxi cab drivers didn’t want to take us around to find a place to sleep. After pointing to the hostel on the map in Lonely Planet, they drove off not really caring what happened.
We finally found one cabbie willing to search for a mysterious 24 hour coffee shop somewhere nearby. When we arrived, we graciously thanked him and in a serious tone he said, “Be careful around here. It is super dangerous. Stay here until the sun comes up.”
And a few hours later we were on our way to find a place to lay our heads.
We could reserve a place in a hostel with wifi tomorrow. Everything was booked. Shaun scoured every place and we ended up finding a dodgy place – but hell, it is only one night ya know?
The rest of our time there wasn’t bad. We were dealing with weather much like Bogota’s but I’m trying to get over how much I hate it. Hell, we’re supposed to be in the Andes for the next few months. I should embrace it.
And you know what? Quito did grow on me. I did take out my camera. It is a beautiful city in its gritty, crumbling, ancient looking way. I stuck it in my ratty old bag from Mexico. I don’t even think thieves want to look at it. They may contract some weird disease it looks so nasty.
Altitude sickness has been killing us. I’m a bit scared about Cuzco… but we should take it as it comes right?