Oh dear! Just a bit of a shock waking up to the US election news this morning. What does this say about the thoughts of so many Americans? Scary or what? So, taking positive action I have calculated that Adelaide in Oz is the furthest city away from Washington. So I am thinking of popping in there later in my trip and perhaps hiding for the next 4 years! But, in the meantime, every day life goes on.
Before I started exploring today, for safety, I put what valuables I have in the room safe. This took a while, though, as I searched for a red bottom!
I finally found one sticking out at the side of the door! So then it was time to go.
There has clearly been some attempt at modernising parts of Guayaquil and money has been spent on building a Malecon (embankment ) along the Guavas river. Whereas the Malecon in Havana is just a wide pavement, the one here is a pleasant, quite tranquil walkway full of little cafes, statues, children’s rides, a couple of restaurants plus a big sign in case you have forgotten where you are!
As you will see, the snow has come early in Guayaquil (not bad in a humid 33c!) so it’s time to build the Christmas trees.
Further along they were preparing for some Boss promotion (the attention to Health & Safety should catch Steve Ashurst & Co’s attention!).
At the end of the Malecon is Las Penas described as the ‘artists’ quarter’). But, of course, it had to built on the only hill for miles around, didn’t it!
So, discretion being the better part of valour so to speak (in other words it was hot, I was thirsty and knackered) I decided to leave this trek until tomorrow and head back to my base, stopping briefly to admire this beautiful sailing ship
which, I am told, takes tourists up and down the river. As said river is quite smelly, I’m not sure I will be tempted!
One or two of my (male) friends have criticised my blog for not including photos of the local lovelies. Sorry guys but I have been struggling to find many visions of loveliness
if you see what I mean!
Nearing my hotel I had to pass through the Iguana park I visited yesterday. So, just to make sure I hadn’t dreamt what I saw, I looked again and discovered it was feeding time.
One big Iggy, though, thought I was more interesting than the food on offer
but I told him I didn’t taste so good so he shuffled off.
My iPhone health thingy tells me that, today, I walked close to 9km and have taken 14,029 steps. Not bad for an Oldie in this temperature and humidity!
It must be nearly beer o’clock.
Phileas
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