READING ABOUT THIS PLACE AND WATCHING JACQUES COUSTEAU AS A LITTLE KID IS A DREAM FULFILLED. CLEAR OCEAN WATER NO MATTER WHERE YOU DIVE. MORA, THE WELCOME DRINK MADE FROM RASPBERRIES BUT THE DRINKING WATER HAS A BIT OF A SULFUR TASTE WITH A SALINE FINISH WHICH CAN EITHER QUENCH YOUR THIRST OR GIVE YOU THE “WILLIES”. DARWIN’S FINCHES SURPRISINGLY DO NOT CHIRP. AND THE VOLCANIC LANDSCAPE IS RICH WITH SIENNA AND BLACK HUES. CRATERS CREATED BY MAGNA CAN BE SEEN ONLY WITH A GUIDE. AS YOU WALK ALONG TO SECRET SWIMMING ADVENTURES THE GROUND CHANGES FROM COARSE SAND TO SALT BEDS TO CRUNCHY VOLCANIC ROCKS. SEASCAPES AND SOUNDS PROMOTE A BLISSFUL SLUMBER LIKE NO OTHER. FOOD FROM THE SEA IS PLENTIFUL AND LOBSTERS CAN BE OF EPIC PROPORTIONS. DIVERS REPORT SEA TURTLES, LARGE STARFISH AND HAMMERHEAD SHARKS. AND THE ONLY TRAGEDY I WITTNESSED, WAS A TRUCK CARRYING PILSNER BEER WHICH LOST SOME ITS CARGO.
QUITO ECUADOR THE ELEVATION IS POSSIBLE REASON FOR EXPERIENCING 4 SEASONS IN ONE DAY. THE PRESIDENT IS WHEEL CHAIR MOBILE AND HE HAS BEEN MAKING HIS MARK BY CREATING OPPORTUNITIES FOR EVERYONE. NURSING WOMEN RECEIVE 50.00 MONTHLY SUBSIDIES, 300.00 PER MONTH TO YOU IF YOU CARE FOR A DISABLED PERSON. GAS IS CHEAP BCUZ ITS ALSO SUBSIDIZED. AND ADULTS WITH DOWN SYNDROME ARE GAINFULLY EMPLOYED. NARY A STROLLER, THE WOMEN CARRY THEIR PRECIOUS LIL ONES TIL THEY ARE ABLE TO WALK. SLASH AND BURN IS A RURAL NORM. CORN REIGNS SUPREME AND NOT A TORTILLA IN SIGHT. THERE IS ECUADORIAN TIME WHICH IS AN INITIAL HEAD SCRATCHING EVENT TILL YOU FIGURE IT OUT. 2 BEDROOM SMALL APARTMENT IN CENTRAL AREA 500. 00 BUCKS per MONTH DOLLARS WIDELY ACCEPTED EVERYWHERE. INDIGENOUS PEOPLE GETTING THE SHORT END OF THE STICK BUT I OBSERVED THE COMMERCE THEY’VE CREATED TOO. CACAO HERE WILL RIVAL THE SWISS FOR THE DELICIOUSNESS ANY FORM. MY FAVORITE IS BIZSCHO AND HOT CHOCOLATE. ACTIVE VOLCANIC ACTIVITY AND CRATORS ARE DIFFICULT TO SEE SINCE FAST MOVING CLOUDS TEND TO OBSCURE THIS STUNNING LANDSCAPE. AH THEN THE PEOPLE, THEY ARE QUIETLY HAPPY, AFFECTIONATE AND HEARTY. ABOUT 25 CENTS TO RIDE THE BUS EVERYWHERE AND IM TOLD NO MORE CHICKENS OR GOATS ON SAID BUSES BCUZ THERE IS A NEW FLEET. QUITO IS A GEM.
Not long ago I peered into a beautiful compound on an island while traveling on a chicken bus. I thought some people fly into country go straight to the resort and stay put. I gawked to see more of the lusciousness inside. I realized as long as I greet and meet the good people of the Republica Dominica it doesnt matter where one stays. Observation: Most of the men I saw are sinewy, lithe and handsome. The women just as well. Beautiful complexions and low timbre voices. Landscape reveals major crop is sugar cane and I tend to judge the economy based on way livestock looks…skinny and bony. Abraham says the get their gas from Venezuela “muy carro” . and I asked him “…and religions?” . “oh catholico, Pentecostal Siete dias. Adventists. Jehovah’s witness”. Then the hurricane arrived and like a well-oiled machine, the boards went up notifications went out and the tourists hunkered down. Shakespeare’s play “much ado about nothing” is what I thought. Stranded x 2 days and prayers answered. Stand-by flights and 48 hours later back on familiar soil.
Everyone goes thru stages of your favorite snack or food. Maybe yours is walnuts with currants or lemon juice on everthing and you smell like Pledge. During my college years one semester, I ate a chile Relleno every day for a month. So now its Kimchi in all its earthy goodness. I’ve enjoyed its pungent briny crunch 4 times this week and I have risk having the breath that announces to the world I 💜 Kimchi. Even its preparation is a beautiful thing. Handcoated with a fiery mash on each leaf by people like you and I. Then put away as though it has misbehaved for being an acquired taste. Initial presentation looks like body parts in a clear small barrel which I find oddly appealing. Plop in the bowl then chopstick onto my plate. If Kimchi was a person I’d give it a hug.
600 BALLOONS IN NEW MEXICO. JUST 3 OR 4 HERE TODAY. ROWS OF GREEN STUFF THAT EVENTUALLY TURNS INTO RED WHITE AND CHARDONNAY. SENSE OF EXCITEMENT IN THE AIR UNTIL I READ “INCLUDING DEATH” ON THE WAIVER FORM. ONCE ELEVATED SO PEACEFUL. MY BALLOONIST BUDDY HAS BEEN OUT UP UP AND AWAY A FEW TIMES SO SHE APPRECIATES THE SMOOTH LANDING. I APPRECIATE THE TECATE BCUZ I WAS A LITTLE SCARED. XIE XIE MARILYNN. ZIAJIAN
I love HONG KONG. It’s been on the radar since my paternal grandmother came to HK in 1970’s on JAL airlines where you walked on the tarmac and up the stairs. I remembered it as “the Orient”. Of course its a shoppers’ paradise with nearly endless food choices. But It is the lushness or as my travel buddy puts it “Its like I’m living in a Bonsai tree” that did it for me. I Thought HK was just about vertical monstrosities and very little room…its not. Green everwhere and although mosquitoes got the best of me I thought of pick up line for daters. “Wanna see my latest bite?” British reminders are subtle “mind the gap”. Subway transit times and stops are announced in a lovely UK voice. Local merchants start their day around 9ish. Didnt catch glimpse of Nawaz Sharif staying at same hotel x 3 days but the massive security and pop up metal detectors let me know the Prime Minister of Afghanistan was here to finalized the “Beltway initiative” or also known as the Silk Road revisited. A new friend suggested that next time I “go to Shanghai New Delhi then come here to HK” .” oh you mean to say the Orient. Sounds good to me. Ziajian.