ropical jungle, tiny rains, heat and monsters

The landscape change radically, green the deep one of a thick vegetation gave the welcome us to Ecuador. The route showed new difficulties to me. The humidity and the mosquitos. My tail work by piece to frighten the tiny flying monsters although needed a tail horse to defend to me appropriately.

We encamped to little distance of the border, in the creek of laughed Santa Barbara. The crystalline water was a refrescante welcome and takes advantage of to give me (in opinion of my papis) very needed bath. After a pair of days we continued in search of a bank that changed travelling checks, which we obtained before arriving at Machala. Resupply of food and my tenth variety of pellet.

Guayaquil: A stage of Soccer, defending to my family and my interview for the TV

In Guayaquil we stayed in the Stage Model. They facilitated a mini put a roof on field to us, rained incessantly and our carp after 6 months of trip already lost its impermeability.

We took advantage of to walk by in a downtown. In a peatonal stroll. A man shouted to my papi, and I went to his defense, but luckyly I was stopped by my harness since later I knew that he was a municipal inspector who us regaño so that she was prohibited to take mascots in that stroll.

I took leave of Guayaquil not without before giving an interview to the local television. It does not get to see in the screen but people me in the route if it commented to us on the matter.

Don Daniel and a pastorcita of Muñeca name

Km to the north in the city of Quevedo I knew an affectionate family who received to us in her house. Don Daniel and its family welcomed to us and in spite of unknowns, they treated to us like family. I remembered a small dog to them that they had thus mimaron to me very many.

We took leave of our hosts with much sadness that stops my duro very little since few km later I knew my great love Ecuadorian, Wrist. It is one more a pastorcita greater than I, the Banana lives in the restaurant. My generous fathers-in-law allowed me that he passed my romantic honeymoon under sensual tropical rain.

Ciao love someday I will return...

Quito: Change of plans in a parish and a trip by clouds

The route to Quito showed enormous ascents to us. In the outskirts of the capital they received to us in a parish. We received the news of new kidnappings in Colombia which scared much to my parents and towards reframing the route. Our time in a place so given to the meditation I clarify the plans to us. We decided to be cautious and to fly to Costa Rica.

After many bargainings with the air lines, we managed some discounts and thus to be able to buy tickets with the money that we had left. We trusted that once in San jOse we could receive a reserve of bottoms that we maintained in Chile for emergencies.

You transact more so that it could fly for the first time in my life. My trailer he was separated of its chassis and due to the high cost of the supercharge of weight, single it traveled my container and the wheels. In Costa Rica we would make a new cart.

Hours before the flight my papis gave drops me so that it relaxed to me, Their effect was not made hope, my patitas bent to me and my eyes were closed heavy (this gallant saw itself very badly). We took off at noon of Quito, I very scared and drugged. It felt that my papis worried about me, since I traveled in the warehouse sharing my trip with colleagues to whom I could not barks and suitcases.

I do not know the destiny this flying house, but I follow contentment so that my adventure continues next to my papis. And back tiny I am left tropical Ecuador.

Ciao pretty country by all your attentions and a great love