Washing of the Water
February 5th 2011 Somehow, in the two-minute wait for a cab outside of our hostel in Quito to head to the bus station, Chris got a nice, solid streak of diarrhea on her backpack. Presumably it was from a bird, but let us tell you, it had to be one hell of a bird. Maybe a vulture or a pterodactyl. Anyway, that's supposed to be good luck, so we rolled with it.
As we made our way to Cuenca, we decided to stay in
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