Michael and I, sporting our new Panama hats |
Anyways, we met up in the afternoon and went to a local pizza joint that reportedly had live music. The pizza, wine and conversation were wonderful as we waited and waited... and waited... for the music. Two hours late, and clearly drunk, the band of three showed up. One played a traditional guitar made from a turtle, the lead man sang and played traditional wind pipes, and the third played a normal guitar. They were really enjoyable and the drunkenness only seemed to add to their fun-loving nature. We went home happy.
On Saturday, the market exploded into a seemingly never-ending maze of little stands or blankets selling crafts, blankets, panchos, hats, scarves and just about anything else we could want. We shopped and shopped until the early afternoon when we all ran out of money and energy.
The rest of the day was spent traveling by bus from Otavalo to Quito and then Quito to Mindo. It went surprisingly smoother than we expected and got to Mindo by dinnertime.
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