Sale of Clothes

Before leaving the border we could sell enough clothes to a compulsive buying police. The gains of this unexpected sale to us would maintain fed by days. The same civil employee stopped a bus that went to Quito, and we reached an agreement: passage for the three in exchange for the jacket that gave back our narcotics detective-friend to us.

We raised our 90 kg of load hastily and I had to travel in the warehouse. The annoying conductor by the requested constants of my papers in each police control that we crossed. When arriving at Otavalo, he said to us not more -. My papis responded to him inflexible that had become a treatment and this it had to fulfill.

With the uncertainty and the nerves caused by the preoccupation of being forced to leave the bus finally we arrived at Quito,

Now pedalear, the wheels of bici of Susana already the air was seen them. We recycle old tires that we found to be able to continue.

Again the parish received to us amiably. We continued selling properties to be able to subsist. The church also collaborated with our humble diet. To this height already it had forgotten what was pellet, my menu consisted of oats and rice.

A cachorrito in the "Restorant of the Banana"

From Quito we left pedaleando, the passage in reduction allowed us to cross but of 100 km to the day. Warm rain refreshed to us and it gave the welcome me to the place of an old love.

My sense of smell said that it waited for a surprise in the "Restorant of the Banana". After strong hugs they presented/displayed to my son "Cocoon" the emotion was reflected in all the presents. Capullito I approach and when smelling I felt it a magical sensation. It had an Ecuadorian son. Very naturally one rose my trailer, I included/understood that my cachorrito had inherited my adventurous spirit.

A sad goodbye I move away to us of my canine family. We now continued the impatient and moved pedaleo while we approached the city of Quevedo.

Our family in Quevedo

We felt that our family hoped to us, and thus was. Don Daniel and its pretty family welcomed to us affectionately by more than one week. Lamentably we inquired that her daughter no longer was in this world. The generosity of Don Daniel I help us enough, dollars and much mantequilla of peanut for the way, that although very needed little value they had compared with the love and affection that we received in this home and which we will take by always in our heart.

Thanks dear family!

Rain accompanied to us in our route, We decided not to enter Guayaquil but if we returned to the river Santa Barbara, where we washed the little clothes that we had left. I take advantage of to give a wished and refrescante bath me.

At daybreak we crossed the border step in Huaquillas after to have pedaleado great part of our dear Ecuador, tells km Them were lost the account of the route, I had run but of 7000 km and my parents like 10.000. In approximately 10 months.