After a lovely taste of the developed world this weekend {the Youngs were kind enough to let us stay at the JW with them}, we sadly parted ways with Oliver's parents and brother. It was really nice having family around. We woke up early on Friday morning and said goodbye in Quito.
Because Oliver and I share the inability of sitting still for a single moment, we then headed to Otavalo {which lets just say is nothing like the JW}. The actual town of Otavalo is nothing spectacular, it looks pretty much like every other town in Ecuador, it is the people of Otavalo that are amazing. Not only are they the nicest people ever, they look rad. For the most part everyone in Otavalo wears their native costume, for the men it is: white pants, white shoes, white shirt, black poncho, and long braid, and for the women it is: white shirt, white skirt, with a dark skirt on top, black shawl, George Washington style scarf hat thing, and 3,000 gold necklaces around their necks {see examples here and here}. Otavalo has the largest street market in all of South America every Saturday. And this my friends is why I didn't take a single pictures, I was just too busy bartering for Nativities, provisions for Peru, and Alpaca goods. Sorry if I failed you, I am regretting my actions as we speak.
Highlights of Otavalo:
-Me and Ozzy nearly simultaneously vomiting on the ferris wheel {a.k.a. death trap. Amusement rides in South America really are scary, because there is a pretty good chance that you actually could die}.
-Walking down the street and seeing a mural of Moroni made of Alpaca {a large majority of Otavalo is LDS}.
-Hearing the local government of Otavalo announce over a loud speaker, through the entire town, that the locals need to be nice to the tourists. Hilarious.
-Drinking Aztec Hot Cocoa while staying in the coldest hotel in the Milky Way.
Because Oliver and I share the inability of sitting still for a single moment, we then headed to Otavalo {which lets just say is nothing like the JW}. The actual town of Otavalo is nothing spectacular, it looks pretty much like every other town in Ecuador, it is the people of Otavalo that are amazing. Not only are they the nicest people ever, they look rad. For the most part everyone in Otavalo wears their native costume, for the men it is: white pants, white shoes, white shirt, black poncho, and long braid, and for the women it is: white shirt, white skirt, with a dark skirt on top, black shawl, George Washington style scarf hat thing, and 3,000 gold necklaces around their necks {see examples here and here}. Otavalo has the largest street market in all of South America every Saturday. And this my friends is why I didn't take a single pictures, I was just too busy bartering for Nativities, provisions for Peru, and Alpaca goods. Sorry if I failed you, I am regretting my actions as we speak.
Highlights of Otavalo:
-Me and Ozzy nearly simultaneously vomiting on the ferris wheel {a.k.a. death trap. Amusement rides in South America really are scary, because there is a pretty good chance that you actually could die}.
-Walking down the street and seeing a mural of Moroni made of Alpaca {a large majority of Otavalo is LDS}.
-Hearing the local government of Otavalo announce over a loud speaker, through the entire town, that the locals need to be nice to the tourists. Hilarious.
-Drinking Aztec Hot Cocoa while staying in the coldest hotel in the Milky Way.
4 comments:
You guys never stop!
TWO HYPER PEOPLE!!! But what a way to travel and soak everything in! When do you leave for Peru???
JW looks nice! Can I have some of your energy...I guess it is all those potatoes J/K! What provisions did you get?
I can't believe they announced over speakers that the locals need to be nice to the tourists...I'm laughing so hard! I can just imagine you guys being like "What the heck, did they really just do that"...that's what I would have done at least :) So funny!
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