Coincidentally, I returned from India the day before the start of the classic 2014 Formula 1 season. Coincidentally, I left for Ecuador on the evening on the last race of the classic 2014 Formula 1 season.
Four weeks. In a small country. A small but funky country. Just one country. I’m not really used to focussing on one place like this. But it’s, you know, pretty damned diverse. Small, funky, diverse.
I jumped over to the east first. Amazon.
Burn, (my) anaconda, owl monkeys, tree frogs, fire ants, bullet ants, surgery ants, leaf-cutter ants, macaws, toucans, parasitic fungus, squelch, piranhas, performance, Indiana Jones, macro, marmoset, caiman, bats.
I flew out west, across the Pacific next. Galapagos Islands. A nature-lover’s Mecca. Natural selection’s spiritual home. Yeah. How the hell has it taken me this long to get around to visiting?
Arm finches, ginger, boobies, soya, iguanas, snorkelling, orcas, orcas (for Darwin’s sake), (I swam alongside) orcas, orcas (!), alphabet, Sea-Bands, puke, co-ops, turtles, tortoises, tortugas, Malta, exposure bracketing, sea lions, lava, volcanoes, crabs, penguins, ATMs, rays, sharks, flamingos.
Back on the mainland, I met up with my flame and we travelled along the Andes, from Quito up to The Bellavista Reserve and then down to Cuenca, with a few stops along the way.
Hummingbirds, other birds, hills, mountains, clouds, (no) water, ($10) water, tarantula, maracuya, churches, sandwiches, hats, tummies, tuna splinters, Tia, olinguito, How I Met Your Mother, toilet paper, buses, ice cream, ferns, rain, beetle, Italian, Americans, juice, garlic, Tic Tacs, Mungo, cash, Spanish, Blackberry, D’Angelo.
I have spoiled myself this year. Two big trips, ten wonderful action-filled weeks. And I got to see all of the Formula 1.
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