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Quito and the Galapagos Islands, Ecuador December 17, 2010

Posted by freda in Birmingham, Michigan.
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Don and I left on Tuesday, November 23rd, for our 30th anniversary trip to Ecuador.  We flew from Detroit, first to Atlanta (2 hours), had a 3-hour lay-over, and then to Quito (5 hours), the capital of Ecuador.  Quito is a long, narrow city (35 km long, 5 km wide) high in the Andes (2800 M above sea level), and I immediately (and constantly) had trouble breathing at that altitude.    We were picked up at the airport by Marcelo, a fellow who works for the GM office in Quito, and kindly loaned to us as a personal driver for our following two days in the city.  We went straight to the hotel, arriving about midnight, and to bed, as we were being picked up in the morning at 9:30. Vicky, our tour guide for the next two days, and Marcelo picked us up on Wednesday morning, as planned, for a tour of the city.  We started with a few views of the city, and then went to the Old Town, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, home to some of the most beautiful Spanish Colonial architecture on the continent, and also, interestingly, still many indigenas, dressed in the traditional costume.   In fact, as we were arriving at the Basilica del Voto Nacional, a gothic Basilica at the edge of Old Town, and the tallest church in Ecuador, we were greeted by the start of a parade, featuring many traditionally dressed, as well as a variety of other costumes. 

a parade group - beautiful costumes

how cute is this little guy!?!

close look at fancy-traditional

boogie-ing to the beat of the brass band!

enjoying the show

 

in front of the Basilica

 

 
The Basilica is “built in a flamboyant, neo-Gothic style, a wild concoctionof spires, flying buttresses, turrets, parapets, arches, gables and elaborate stained-glass windows. Despite construction beginning in 1892, the church is still not entirely completed. The gargoyles, based on Ecuadorian fauna such as monkeys and jaguars and tortoises, are a comtemporary departure from the traditional representations of mythical creatures.”

 

  

a closer view

 

intruiging gargoyles

From the Basilica we made our way to the Plaza de la Independencia, or Plaza Grande.  “The Plaza was first laid out with a string and ruler in 1534 and still preserves its original dimensions.  Surrounded by the city’s most important civic and religious buildings – the cathedral, Government Palace, Archbishop’s Palace and City Hall – the plaza has always been the city’s focus.   In the centre is the Monument in Honour to the Heroes of August 10, 1809 – the beginning of independence against Spanish rule.

the top of the monument

 

bottom of the monument

There was even a demonstration in the square, while we were there…

labour demonstration in the square

628 laid-off workers

We moved on to the La Compania Church, “built by Jesuits between 1605 and 1765 and completed just two years before Spain expelled the order from the continent.  Boasting an extraordinary Baroque facade of carved volcanic stone, the church is piled high with twisted columns, sacred hearts, cherubs, angels and saints. Inside, any thoughts of restraint vanish amid the wild extravagance of gold leaf  -there’s a reputed seven tonnes of the stuff covering the altars, galleries, Moorish tracery and pulpit.  Beautifully restored after a fire in 1996, the only testament to the damage is the smoke-blackened face of an angel, deliberately left uncleaned.”   This church is considered the most beautiful church in baroque style in the American continent, and it’s included in the list of the 100 best constructions in the world.  Some would say you haven’t seen Quito if you haven’t seen this church.  Of course you can’t take pictures inside, but here’s the outside….

La Compania Church

many of the streets are very steep!

 

We finished our tour of the old town by driving to the southern edge and up the hill known as El Panecillo (“the little bread loaf”), crowned by a magnificent, thirty-metre-high statue of the Virgen de Quito. The angel stands on an orb with a serpent curled around her feet, gazing serenely down to the city. 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

view of El Panecillo Hill and Virgen from Old Town

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Virgen de Quito

 

  We ate a late lunch at a nearby restaurant, overlooking the city, and then we were off to the actual equator, ” La Mitad Del Mundo (The Middle of the World), straddling the line that divides the earth’s northern and southern hemispheres and gives the country its name.  Charles-Marie de La Condamine and his geodesic mission first ascertained its exact demarcation in 1736-44, and a monument to this achievement was raised across the line in 1936.  Deemed not grand enough, it was replaced in 1979 with the current one.  Modern GPS readings have revealed that even the new monument is seven seconds of a degree south of the true equator, roughly 240m adrift….”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

on the equator, in front of the monument

 

 We wandered around the monument and took a look at some of the museums in the various pavilions of the countries that took part in that early expedition to mark the equator.  But, more fun was the “Museo Inti Nan,” an interactive solar museum, “which houses an idiosyncratic collection of equator-related experiments and curios and exhibits on indigenous cultures and their beliefs. ”  The tour guide insisted this was the “real” equator, as current GPS can measure, though not far very from the monument and measurement that was proven in the 1700s.   Here we were given demonstrations of water flowing on either side of the equator, turning in opposite directions as it drains, and flowing straight down when on the actual equator.   We tried to walk with our eyes closed along the equator line (easier or harder to do because the gravitational pull was working at us from both sides? I forget….)

walking the equator line

and discovered the gravitational pull causes kissing!

All in all, a fun stop.  Back through the city, to our hotel, for a quick wardrobe change, and then Marcelo drove us to Jeff and Fernanda’s home, where we had been invited for dinner.  Jeff is the head of GM Ecuador and Don had met and worked with him on the three previous working trips he’d made to Quito.  We had a lovely dinner, with a few local specialities (corn is a HUGE staple – different kinds of corn, and cooked in more ways than I thought possible), and very good company.  Back to the hotel to bed. 

The next day we were up early again, and picked up at 8 a.m., as we were heading out of town, to Otavalo, about 2 hours from Quito.   The drive was a winding one through the mountains, and afforded a few lovely viewpoints along the way. 

gorgeous views

We stopped at a road-side fruit stand to buy and sample these ‘chirimoya’ fruits – like nothing we’ve ever had before: not too sweet and quite juicy despite looking like mush…

fruit stand - chirimoyas on the left - big, sort of round

and the inside - pull out the white pulpy stuff, eat with fingers, spit out seeds

 

Marcelo and Vicky

Our next stop was a “pit stop” where we could get coffee and local snacks, and use the toilet, which was ‘guarded’ by an ornery sheep…

ornery sheep

beautiful little corner, backside of the coffee shop - it could be anywhere in the world!

Our trip this day was all about the local and indigenous artisan culture.   The town of Otavalo is famous for its world-renowned market, found in the Plaza de Ponchos.  “For hundreds of years, ‘indigenous’ from at least seventy surrounding villages brought their crafts and produce down from the hills for a day of frenzied barter and sale.  Nowadays, it draws producers from across Ecuador and Colombia, as well.   The ‘indigenas’ dressed in all their finery offer a staggering choice of clothes, textiles, hammocks and weavings, as well as jewelery, ceramics, dolls and other craftworks.”  The market was delightful and colourful….

hammocks

masks

colourful bolts of fabric

hats! Don bought his; I didn't but should have as I really could have used it in the Galapagos

woven blankets

beautifully dressed 'indigenas' with her wares

I bought jewelry made from these sponvylus shells

After we’d wandered through the market, buying a few gifts, we headed to Peguche, just 3 km. away, “a weaving village, where almost all the families are involved with the textile business.  The village is also known for producing musical instruments, including the rondador (Ecuadorian panpipe), and for the talented folklorica musicians who play them.”  We first stopped to see a demonstration of how the wool is died and then woven using a traditional “back strapped loom.”  This is back-breaking work….

demonstrating the back strapped loom

We also watched a demonstration of making a “balla” instrument, complete with a short musical concert…

first making the instrument

and then playing it for us

plus a quick demonstration on a variety of traditional instruments

 

a family eating lunch in the beautiful sunshine

roasting corn

We left the town and went to the Hacienda Pinsaqui for lunch.  “Built in 1790, it hosted Somin Bolivar and signatories of the 1863 Treaty of Pinsaqui between Colombia and Ecuador.”  It was a beautiful building on lovely grounds, and the traditional lunch was very good.

Hacienda Pinsaqui

view from the grounds

and fountain in the front

After lunch we drove to Cuicocha Lake, “located in the Ecological Reserve, ‘Cotacachi-Cayapas’, an area covering more than 2000 square miles of the western Andes. Twenty percent of Ecuador’s endemic plants are found here, as well as thousands of mammals, birds and insects.  The lake, a crater lake, is located at the foot of the dormant Volcan Cotacachi.  The two islands in the middle of the lake, are a pair of old volcanic cones that grew up from the floor of a collapsed crater 200 metres below, and according to legend were used by the Incas as a prison.” 
Unfortunately for us, the clouds were low and we couldn’t see the top of the volcano.  We could see how beautiful it would be in better weather, though.

Cuicocha Lake

and the two volcanic cone islands

Our last stop of the day was the town of Cotacachi, a leather-goods town.  The main street is lined with shops all selling leather goods.  We browsed and Don bought a coat.  I got a few scarves like nothing I’ve ever seen before – small patches of leather, crocheted together, and unbelievably soft.

main street of Cotacachi

an indigenous in traditional clothing

Two hours later we were back at the hotel, where we had a light dinner in one of the dining rooms and packed up for our early morning flight to the Galapagos.
The flight to the islands, via Guayaquil, a quick stop to drop off and pick up passengers, is just a couple of hours.  The airport is on Baltra Island.  From there you take a quick bus trip to a ferry, which takes you to Santa Cruz, and from there it’s a 45 minute drive to the main town of Puerto Ayora.  We had booked at the Finch Bay Hotel across the bay (reached by water taxi) from the town of Puerto Ayora on  Santa Cruz Island.  This “eco-hotel” was our ‘home’ for five nights:    www.finchbayhotel.com    It was lovely. 

onto the ferry to Santa Cruz

As we drove across the island in a pick up truck sent by the hotel, we stopped to see two large “sink holes, or volcanic cones, grown over with thick vegetation.”

volcanic sink hole

It was there we saw our first Darwin’s finch…

finch in a very mossed-covered tree

And then, a little further along the road, the driver pulled over for our first sighting of a Galapagos tortoise, right beside the road!

you'd think he was there to greet all the tourists!

 Out of the truck, onto the water taxi, across the little harbour, where we saw a few sea lions..

sea lion gets comfy on the back of a boat

and the most brightly-coloured crabs we’ve ever seen…

Sally lightfoot crab

 and we were greeted by hotel staff who loaded our luggage onto a wheelbarrow and off we walked, for about 5 minutes, to the hotel.  Checked in, unpacked, and straight to the pool-side bar for a couple of cold beers…

pool, bar, restaurant and office area of the Finch Bay

dining area

 

beautiful pool area

We had no schedule for Friday, other than settling in and relaxing.  We wandered around the grounds, seeing what other “flora and fauna” we could see.  This guy was sunning himself just off the path…

land iguana

 and we found a small family of small-sized marine iguanas…

marine iguanas

Each of our following days we had a day trip to a different island.  The Finch Bay Hotel runs the day trips, with two boats they own, and private tour guides and other staff on board.  On Saturday we were off to Bartolome, “the panoramic view from the summit of Bartolome is probably the most photographed landscape in the islands.  The island is geologically ‘young’, situated in sullivan Bay off eastern Santiago.”   It was a 2-hour boat trip to get to the island, and we all found spots outside to watch for sea life.  We saw sea turtles and sea lions, lots of birds, but the biggest thrill was a group of five dolphins who road the wake at the front of the boat and jumped right in front of the bow, for about 15 minutes.  We were all gathered at the front and cheering them on! 

on the boat

We made two stops on Bartolome – the first, a “dry landing” to climb to the summit of the “cone” – the reddish spatter cones were minor eruptions of highly viscous material that cooled rapidly.  The park wardens have built wooden steps up the hill to prevent further erosions, and we climbed the 364 stairs up 114 metres to reach the top and look down on “Pinnacle Rock.” 

hiking the board walk

the island is like the moon

 

lava sand, not much vegetation

except this interesting cactus, endemic to the island

 

the view from the top

Pinnacle Rock

at the top

We hiked back down, and back onto the boat and around that pinnacle rock to a bay on the other side.  Several of the group went snorkeling, Don included, and a few of us stayed on the beach and waited for the snorkelers.  Don loved the water and all it had to offer.  (I’m not so keen on swimming with the fishes.)  When everyone was back, we got back in the little raft boat to take us back to the boat, and that’s when we saw a pair of Galapagos penguins sunning themselves on the rocks…

Galapagos Penguins

so cute!

Back on board, lunch was spectacular!

a work of art

And then we hunkered down for the two hour trip back to the hotel – this time, a very rough ride.

Sunday was an interesting day in Ecuador, as they were conducting their first census since sometime in the 1980’s.  All Ecuadorians had to stay in their homes until 5 p.m. when the counting would be complete.  Don had booked to go scuba diving on Sunday, and the scuba shop was allowed to carry on with the trip as long as the boat with divers had left land by 7 a.m. and didn’t return until 5 p.m.  With only two dives scheduled, it was a long day for Don and the other divers.  Inbetween dives they went to a good snorkeling bay, and spent the last few hours before coming home, just “hanging out” at a beach.  Don took my camera and snapped a few marine iguanas…

marine iguana looks just like the rock

and a few crabs…

the most green on the rocks we ever saw

While Don was diving, I spent the day by the pool, reading a book, chatting with a few people at the hotel, etc.  Very relaxing, soaking up the vitamin D in preparation for a long, cold Michigan winter. 

Monday we were off to another island, this time North Seymour.  It was a fantastic day as there’s a blue-footed booby colony on this island, as well as frigate birds, marine iguanas and sea lions.  But it was the birds we were most thrilled to see. 

swallow-tailed gull

mama and baby blue-footed boobies

baby blue-footed booby

baby

adult blue-footed booby

 

looking for food from mama

male frigate trying to attract a mate to his nest

female frigate

baby sea lions

taking a look around

male land iguana

up close and personal

 

back on the panga to the boat

a great day

When we were back on Santa Cruz, we stopped off at a giant tortoise protected area.  We were lucky enough to arrive as two tortoises were mating…

doesn't look easy

is she in there?!

does everyone have to watch?

they are so large and so prehistoric looking

up close and personal

We made a final stop to see a “lava tube” tunnel: “Huge underground lava tubes perforate Santa Cruz, and in places extend for several kilometres, enclosed by high jagged walls that disappear into gloom.  The tubes were formed when cooler outer parts of lava flows hardened into thick rock walls, providing insulation to keep a flow going inside; eventually the flow subsided, leaving long empty tunnels easily big enough to walk down.”

lava tube - surreal, felt man-made

Our last day trip was to South Plaza Island.  Here we found a different kind of vegetation and lots of sea lions – in fact this island has a sea lion bachelor community – males who have lost their harem, or been kicked out.  They apparently gather here to live out their lives quietly.  The island is also home to a lot of land iguanas and cliff-dwelling sea birds. 

on our way to the island

a sea lion lazily guards the landing

sea lion and iguana together

dry season colours; in the wet season this plant is green

thousands of birds on the cliff-side of the island

sleepy bachelors

red-billed tropicbird

Nazca (masked) booby

this is our new desk-top pictures - love these two sea lions!

prickly pear trees, have adapted to thwart the iguanas who eat the 'leaves'

back to our boat

Back at the resort…

our last sunset

lava gull gets ready for bed

Lava gulls are “possibly” the planet’s rarest gulls, with only about 400 pairs in the world.

and our last sunrise - taken from our balcony

On our last morning, on the way to the airport, we stopped at the Charles Darwin Research Station.  “Here vital work is done to boost the threatened populations of the unique Galapagos species.  In 1978 the Galapagos archipelago was one of the first places to be made a World Heritage Site by UNESCO, which declared it a World Biosphere Reserve six years later.  Its position was furthered strengthened in 1986 with the creation of the Reserva Marina de Galapagos, protecting 133,000 square kilometres of ocean within a 40-nautical-mile radius around the islands, one of the largest marine reserves in the world.  The animals that have carved out an existence on teh dramatic volcanic landscape conjure up visions of life completely devoid of human presence, and their legendary fearlessness only intensifies the other-worldliness of these extraordinary islands.”

Our tour guide showed us where the tortoises are still found and where they’ve become extinct. 

Galapagos map

We then walked through the centre to the tortoise-rearing pens, “where predator-proof enclosures hold batches of miniature giant tortoises divided by age.  Since 1965, a programme of tortoise repopulation has been ongoing, with eggs being carefully extracted from the wild and incubated here.  After two or three years the hatchlings graduate to larger enclosures with the kind of terrain they might find in the wild; after four to six years they are deemed to have grown to an uneatable size (as far as predators – mostly rats – are concerned) and repatriated to their home islands.”  The numbers painted on their shells tell which island they’ll be returned to.

they are unbelievably small and cute!

The most famous resident at the centre is “Lonesome George”, the last surviving tortoise of the Pinta island subspecies, considered by many to be the rarest animal in the world.  From 1906 until 1971 (when George was found) it was thought the Pinta tortoises were extinct; since then the search has been on to find George a Pinta partner, so far to no avail… thus the “Lonesome” sobriquet. 

Lonesome George - sorry not a very clear picture

 

the centre also houses 'rescued' tortoises

 

We were transferred to the airport, and flew back to Quito.  We had booked a ‘day room’ at the hotel as we weren’t leaving until midnight.  Marcelo picked us at the airport, took us to the hotel to check in, and then to the Museo del Banco Central del Ecuador “which houses an incomparable collection of pre-Columbian ceramics and gold artefacts, as well as colonial, republican and contemporary art.”  We viewed a good deal of the collection before the museum closed for the day, and then headed to a book store I’d found online (because you know I’d do that!) called Confederate Books, with the “best selection of books in English in South America.”  I found an intriguing book called “The Curse of the Giant Tortoise” about true-life tragedies and mysteries in the Galapagos over history.  As there’s no fresh water on any of the islands, you can imagine landing there would have been quite a tragedy for many in the past.  Then we were back to the hotel to shower and pack up, and off to meet Jeff and Fernanda at a Peruvian restaurant for our last dinner in Quito – a perfect end to a trip of a lifetime.

Back to reality – freezing cold and snow in Michigan.  “It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.”  Brrr.  Stay warm everyone, and all the best for a very happy Christmas.  I’ll be back in touch next year! 



 

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