Back when we were still in Patagonia I concocted an elaborate plan for our time in Ecuador. After finishing Machu Picchu but before heading to the Galapagos we were going to spend two days whitewater rafting and one day visiting the official equator.
Thankfully these plans never got finalized because we're both pretty beat up after the Inca Trail.
Saturday was spent mostly in Cusco. We shipped our camping gear to Jen's mom because we're done with the living in tents and had a final lunch at the Inca Grill. If one of your questions is "what was the strangest thing you ate on your trip?" then the answer is cuy at the Inca Grill in Cusco.
If your next question is "What's cuy?" then the answer is guinea pig. In a perfect world I'd go on to describe its exotic flavor and how eating guinea pig is one of the standout experiences of the trip. Unfortunately it takes like chicken. You can even pretend that you're eating chicken - at least until you get to the tiny rib cage. That's a little tough to ignore.
After lunch we walked around for awhile just trying to kill time, but finally gave up and headed to the airport for our flight to Lima. Jen and I spent the night in Lima and Jeremy headed back to the real world that evening.
The next day we flew from Lima to Quito, Ecuador. The flight was uneventful except for the constant apologizing of the crew to a gentleman seated in a middle seat one row behind us. It wasn't clear why he merited this special attention until we deplaned and found out he was the Thai ambassador to Ecuador. That coach flight is not going to help international relations.
In Quito we led a very laid-back lifestyle. Breakfast in the hotel, where we gorged ourselves daily and were subjected to the worst song covers in the history of the world. I haven't commented on it before but the use of questionable covers is rampant in South America. In this instance there was a cover of Britney Spears' "Baby One More Time" - done by a dude strumming an acoustic guitar. Jen and I gave each other a quizzical look to the refrain of "Baby, baby, how was I supposed to know," and spent the rest of the song in appalled silence. For the record, I did have to look up how to spell Britney's name - it makes me feel a little bit better at least.
From Quito we moved on to Guayaquil to meet up with the folks from the Aggressor Fleet. Guayaquil was also very low-key. We ate at fast food in a mall and even found some English language books for Jen since she refuses to become a Kindle convert.
All-in-all Ecuador is pretty easy for Americans to deal with. The infrastructure is good and they even use U.S. dollars for their currency. They also take U.S. coins, although they have their own coins in the same size but different markings. It may not be the exciting time you picture talking about traveling around the world but at this point it's a welcome respite.