Quito to Guayaquil

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February 14th 1976
Published: October 1st 2017
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Geo: -2.20382, -79.8975

Although she doesn't make mention of the the chickens in the overhead bins on the train/bus, and other local colour, my sister, age 11, wrote:

We woke up at 4:30am. Ardie, Dad, Grandma, and Grandpa went for breakfast and Mom and I stayed in the room. Dad came back and got us and we piled into the bus. When we got to the station we were surprised to find that it wasn't really a train but was actually what we called "a bus on rail-road tracks." It was a 12 hour bus/train ride - from 6am to 6pm. Ardie and I slept most of the way until our lunch stop at Rio Bamba. I didn't want anything. I told Mom I wasn't feeling good so she had me take some aspirin. I went to sleep and when I woke we were stopped and I asked Ard what happened. She said that we had a broken axle and would be here about an hour. Well as it turned out an hour later we met this girl named Sophie from Paris, France but had lived in Peru for nine years. So she knew very little English but was fluent in Spanish and French. Ardie went for a walk with her and when they came back they invited me to go with them. So I did, and discovered that we had to communicate with Sophie by using signs. To me it was like a big game of Charades. Another train finally arrived but we had to back-up for 16 miles which took a whole hour. When we turned back around I watched the scenery. When we got to the "Nose of the Devil" (which is where the tracks go along a sheer cliff) it was dark. I saw a little bit but then fell asleep. When I awoke we were in Guayaquil but it was midnight instead of 6pm! We had to go across the river by boat then our people from the tour place hailed a taxi and took us to our hotel (Hotel Continental). We had rooms at opposite ends of the hall. I slept with Grandma and Grandpa.


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