This post is dedicated to Balubba, Francesca and Santiago.
I think prejudices are a easy way to turn bad something that could have been better.
Some people told me to be careful in Ecuador, its not like Colombia, the people there are dangerous.
Well, I reached the border happy to be there and crossing the immigration controls the police were impressed to see me there, along, they asked me if I was not afraid about that.
I answered I was sure I could find amazing people in Ecuador, the man smiled and he said me:
” You are very welcome in my land, I wish you the best time here! ”
I stopped a couple of days in Otavalo, just arrived at the bus terminal I met Helen that accompanied me to a pizza shop and she found a good hostel for me; my knee was still not fine and I didn’t go out a lot; from there I moved to Quito, the capital city of Ecuador.
The people I met along the street made me find a very cheap room in the city center; everything was very close to there and the first day I bought a cream made of coca for my knee; in a couple of days I was fine.
I really enjoyed to visit that city, I went to some squares to take pictures and I felt really relaxed because every time I was waiting to cross a street somebody arrived to assist me.
One day I was trying to get to the middle world point, once left a bus I met Allison, she accompanied me for a while and she told me it was late to go to that place, she suggested me to go earlier the next day.
I anyway enjoyed my time with her, very kind and friendly.
One night I came out to have a dinner and when I was walking in Plaza Grande a man followed me to ask if I was ok to talk with his friend, a blind musician.
I agreed very happy and we almost spent a lovely night.
Ruan invited me at his home, he played music with Omar, good music; then I recorded Omar playing alone.
Everything was amazing until I gave some dollars to Omar to buy cigarettes, he came back with a bottle of alcohol, he drunk a lot and he was not funny anymore.
I thought that, he probably felt I didn’t like him anymore and he became annoying with me.
I left the guys a bit sorry, specially for Ruan, because his stupid friend damaged a new friendship.
Never mind, I kept what good happened.
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