Ecuador must have an extremely mobile population. There are constant buses to everywhere and they're all fairly full. We're currently on a bus to Sicalpa, on our way to figure out museum and strage stuff then go lok for an Inca fortress. The bus ride, about a 30 minute trip, costs 30 cents per person. At that price, I would imagine there would have to be quite a few passengers on every trip to make the running of a bus worthwhile. To restate, this is one highly mobile country.

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All those adventurous hikes I went on with Andy as a child paid off today.

After a morning of organizing what was to be done about storing artifacts through a mild hangover, and a small break for my first taste of chicha (it's tangy - and as far as I know contained no human remains - I'm going to research how to make it when I get home), we had lunch (which alleviated the final symptoms of my hangover) and headed out to walk more of the Inca road. Our goal this time was to find the connection between the two parts we've already walked/driven (Colta Lake to Sicalpa and Chuncahuan [pardon the poor spelling of that one] to Mocha). As well, we wanted to find that fortress I mentioned earlier, which was suposed to be along the way from Sicalpa to Chuncahuan.

It was one hell of a hike. We trudged across fields, weathered a sandstrom at the top of a ridge, schlepped through muck, balanced along irrigation channels, and slid done slopes. It was great. Now I'm really tired and probably dirtier than I've ever been in my life. Shower. Then sleep.

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Oh yeah, the sandstorm infiltrated the gears on my camera. I hope I can get it to work again tomorrow.