Sunday morning in Quito. All the shops are closed. It is our last day on the tour, but it will be a very, very long and busy one. Actually it won’t end until shortly after midnight when our plane leaves for the US.
The sidewalk vendors are ready for the day.
Our first stop. The Sinamune Disabled Children's Orchestra which helps children with mental and visual disabilities via participation in music and dance.
A very special moment for Linda. When it came time for some of the children to dance with the people watching, this girl came out directly to Linda and took her hand. It was meant to be.
The girl’s mother. She then wanted a photo of Linda and I with her daughter. Special beyond words.
Back in the bus Linda’s smile says it all. Her sister had Downs Syndrome and Betty loved music. There were tears shed that morning by both of us, but they were tears of joy. Sweet Linda.
Linda spied these right off. Note the label.
It was a fruit market and more. I do believe they sold everything from the pig except the squeal.
Another wonderful small museum, and the setting for our last meal together.
Items a shaman would use in his work.
A Linda photo. She knows what she likes.
I don’t even have to say who took this one.
Violin made from an armadillo.
Seen in passing. Looks like a London underground sign, but wait, what’s with the Canadian maple leaf? Maybe this restaurant served both English and Canadian food?
Later that evening, all packed and ready to go.
A tired girl on the bus heading to the airport.