Day 6: Back to Quito

Saturday. The morning started at 6:30 A.M. when an alarm sounding a lot like Aaron's voice went off. Slowly, crawling out of bed we ate breakfast consisting of all the leftovers from the past 3 days, and packed our belongings.Each of us were assigned an area to clean and then we said our goodbyes ,once again, and loaded our stuff and ourselves into the bus. It was bittersweet leaving knowing we'd be leaving the people and place we'd come to love but also were also excited that non-concrete beds were awaiting our arrival.

45 minutes later, plus the time it took to successfully dodge cows, pigs, dogs, and potholes, we arrived in Otavalo at the same quaint resturaunt we ate at on Tuesday. Ordering soda literally took someone running to the store from the resturaunt to get it for us. We left the resturaunt and soon parked near the Otavalo market where we went shopping. A few words to describe the market are: colorful, hectic, bartering, vibrant, musical, cultural, and laughter. Two and a half hours later our hands were filled with new possessions and we excitedly shared with each other what we bought. Next, we headed on the bus for our new "home" for the next 3 days.

Being the great tourists we are we ordered Papa John's pizza along with Sprite and Coca-cola and polished the boxes clean. After we ate we caught up with family and friends through the newfound source of wifi, but soon we found ourselves in our beloved bus once again and this time riding on the edge of death up the side of a steep cliff. We were graciously recieved into Rancho Alto's church.The church service consisted of many events particular to our presence such as them singing Bless The Lord in english. These wonderful people blessed us by welcoming us as their spiritual family and even through our language difference God translated from their hearts to ours. For that brief moment in time we were able to catch a glimpse of Heaven as we each worshipped together one God, our God.

By: Ally