We just got back from a quick trip to Quito for a wedding. I realized while I was there that it’s been almost 10 years! I went once just after Daniel and I got engaged to meet the family, and then again a few years later to live with Daniel’s aunt, uncle, and cousins for a few months to study Spanish.
I had terrible altitude sickness on that second trip, or, at least I thought I did. After a few weeks, when I was still sick all day, I realized it had been a while since my last period. Turns out altitude sickness and pregnancy feel pretty much the same.
Anyway, it’s been far too long since I’ve been back. The bride on Saturday was one of the cousins I lived with when I was pregnant. I was so happy to get to be there for her wedding.
On Sunday we lazed around the family home in the mountains just south of Quito, eating, watching soccer, napping and (for me) writing. I could seriously get used to that lifestyle. I even started a new short story. It’s one I’ve been trying to get my head around for a while, and I think I’ve got a good start on it.
I’m in the airport in Phoenix, two plane rides down, one more to go to get back to my dad’s place in Northern Idaho. The kids are waiting there. I can’t wait to see them.
Here are a few photos from the trip.
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