The Road to Riobamba

The road to Riobamba is not that long, that bumpy, or that twisty but it´s a lot better if you have a seat on the bus. We boarded our bus to Riobamba this morning to find that it was quite full. This was unfortunate because we were waiting for the bus with about 15 gringos who were now packing on and looking for seats. Katy and I got on quickly in the hope of finding seats but to no avail. The gringos piling in near the door couldn´t see the bus was full all the way to the back and I guess they thought we just liked standing in the aisle because many of them felt the need to squeeze past everbody and jostle their way to the back to verify that in fact there were no seats. After finding themselves claustrophobically packed into the back they must have decided that the front was better so they jostled back to their original positions. It was somewhere in here that I turned to Katy and said ¨The Road to Riobamaba,¨ which i thought was pretty funny, and I guess she did too cause she STOLE IT FOR HER BLOG TITLE. After that I just opened my book and read standing up for almost an hour. We snagged some seats halfway there, and then I read sitting down.

Now we´re in Riobamba, which is windy dust and crowded, not nice like Banos. We did get to shop in a crazy huge market today, that had Everything ever made or grown, mostly. It was my first crazy market experience. I kind of liked it. We went to a supermercado later to buy some parmesean cheese and I had a moment where I saw the difference between the two had some deep thoughts about how the world is changing. very deep thoughts.