Cluck, cluck

We hiked down the mountain starting at about 9 am and got to town around noon. We all planned to meet at the pool--a cold, chlorinated one just like those I adored when I was a kid in good ol´ Atlanta, GA--but I think every single one of us passed out. Let´s just say Malvado has a big mouth and doesn´t mind sharing his thoughts. He´s a riot, but apparently no one got any sleep, thanks to him!

I sang that night with Nina & Raoul at their bar, Pipas Bar. Silvia, a cool German, played the bongos. People seem to come to Banos and never leave. I guess we shall see! I sang the Doors, a little Led Zeppelin, U2. Good stuff. Nina´s Swiss and good people too. She & Silvia had several topics to discuss, AKA men, and let me listen in. It felt like we were hens on the roost. Ain´t nothin´ a Southern girl likes more than a lil gossip! And what this Southern girl learned living in the North is that you don´t share that gossip...unless of course it´s your own!

More random thoughts and photos:
In Ecuador, you don´t post signs in your yard for the political candidates you support. You paint their names & corresponding ticket numbers on walls.


And here´s my favorite house in Baños. The owner is rumored to be Swiss...And here´s a kindergarten.