From Asuncion, Paraguay to Goshen, Indiana by bicycle
In Ecuador, we passed by kilometer after kilometer of banana farms.
Enjoying the wide, smooth roads of Ecuador
Beautiful architecture in downtown Guayaquil
Happy to be reunited again (along with a photobomb from Caleth)
Enjoying the message from David in Quito Mennonite Church.
The view of Quito from David’s apartment
Michael trying his hand in a public BMX park.
Lovin’ the bike lanes and bike paths.
Exploring the old city of Quito: by bike, of course.
The Quito cathedral
Levi busting some tricks in a skatepark.
The BiciQ bicycle. Members can ride freely from station to station throughout the city of Quito.
The saddle room smells of well-kept leather.
Taking a break to practice some salsa dancing.
Pato’s 007 van.
Planning out the work for the day with Marcos, Pato, and Marcelo (L to R).
Developing a new appreciation for horses.
Our cabin quarters
Michael learned how to butcher a calf with fellow coworker David.
The beautiful farmhouse of Sebastian Kohn, the owner of Hacienda Ilitío.
Riding along the sandy/gravel road to the farm. The route faintly resembles Millrace Park in Goshen, IN.
Our new home for the next few weeks
Pumped to arrive at the farm!
The beautiful Cotopaxi volcano at whose base our farm is situated.
A fried chicken foot brought Abe straight back to his China days.
Our stay with some Quechua villagers in the Andes. This photo kind of captures our cultural differences.
Construction where a landslide had wiped out the road.
Crossing rapids and hiking a boulder filled path with fully loaded biked in order to pass the construction. Intense bike touring.
Heading back up into the Andes…
Bananas sold at a nickel a piece.
Oranges sold in bulk along the side of the road. We bought 10 for 50 cents and even received a few more as a gift.
Spending the night in Portoviejo with Percy, the youth pastor at La Iglesia Evangélica Alianza.
Passing by Jipijapa, the corn capital of Ecuador. Michael was reminiscing his Iowa roots.
Randolph, a local tour guide in Puerto Lopez who graciously assisted us in the making of manestra.
Chilling on the Isla de la Plata.
A fully inflated male frigate.
Mimicking the inflated chests of the frigates. To much avail, we unsuccessfully attracted any females.
The cross-eyed stare is slightly intimidating, but these creatures are friendly.
A flirtatious pair of blue-footed boobies
The surfacing of humpback whales. Unfortunately our camera battery died and we missed a picture of the whale that jumped straight out of the sea.
Feeding lettuce to wild green sea turtles.
Take your pick.
Every morning in Puerto Lopez, the beach comes alive with fishermen shouting prices and names of the different types of fish.
Camping on the beach in Puerto Lopez
Enjoying bike paths and infrastructure on our way out to the coast.
A full house and full meal. At the time, Edu was hosting 7 Couchsurfers including the two of us.
A typical Ecuadorian meal made by Margarita, the friendly neighbor across the street from Edu.
Some folks from the church and also from the US, visiting with a Youth Venture Mennonite church program.
After church, visiting a market.
The city of Quito
Eating Cuy. Guinea Pig. Delicious.
Playing soccer on a Saturday at Quito Mennonite Church.
At “Mitad del Mundo”. aka the Ecuator! Longitude 0´0´0
My friend, Pablo Garcia!
From left to right: Alison, Levi, David
People from Quito Mennonite! Just catching a bite to eat before we head off to La Juliana to get our salsa steps on!
Sometimes we get asked to come up front and sing as gringos. It gets dang awkward. But I am convinced that neither awkwardness nor death nor life, neither angels nor demons,neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. In other words, it is worth the try for the chance to commune.