Nothing to Say, As Usual

I have nothing to say, as usual. But this time, I won't bore you by saying it in fifty or sixty lines of type. I was going through some pictures and decided to do a pictorial post. Hope you enjoy the pictures.

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The pictures:
Here is a shot of Maya and Jonah at a post in the ground representing the equator. There is apparently another, more touristy, middle of the world that we are supposed to visit for the real Equator experience. This was just a quick pit stop on the way back from Otavalo.


Mommy and Jonah checking out the goldfish at one of the ponds on the Pachamama grounds.


Jonah on the ropes.




A hike through a Eucalyptus tree forest. You could really smell the eucalyptus.



A happy couple we saw in the park.



Roadside fruit stand - selling nothing but chilly-moyas (sp?). There was a whole street of these stands. We stopped because we thought they were avocados. A chilly-moya has the consistency of a pear, but this bunch that we brought was much sweeter than a pear. Others we have tasted have no taste. Guess they weren't ripe. The flesh of the fruit surrounds big black pits. Must have about twenty or thirty pits in it. But they are big and easy to spit out for us veterans of the by-gone days of watermelon seeds.



Rebecca and I out with two of her colleagues.



Maya on the zip line at Pachamama.



And for the grand finale, some photos of my beautiful daughter.