Quito is the highest national capital, 9000 feet,sorrounded by volcanoes. Some of its pastel colored neighborhoods cling to mountain sides. It is a place of traffic that rarely stops for pedestrians, and a city with polluted air. It is a city of buildings that date to colonial times- tan and pale yellow row buildings, three to four stories tall, with balconies on the second stories. Quito is a poverty city, with prostitutes who emerge in Old Town in early evening while homeless people sleep on the square and massive numbers of cops watch for robbers. It is a city of demonstrations, including one we observed in old Town today, although our Spanish was too weak to unsderstand the point. It is a place of chocolate and cafes au lait. There are innumerable churches, including one in Old Town whose sanctuary is dsecorated with seven tons of gold.It is a river of people flowing everywhere while thunder plays kettle drums in the mountains. It is a place of art galleries, street musicians, anda beggars. Quito is bittersweet.
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