May 19, 2019

Hanging Out In My Hotel

AtenciĆ³n: Wear camera strap at all times



I'm still in "Taking care of business" mode. I have a strong conviction that will end this week as I retrieve my goodies from Customs in Guayaquil. I know what my agent's fee is, but no estimate on what my entry fees will be. Only challenge there is, they all want payment in cash and the port is in a neighborhood where it would be easy to snuff someone and lose the body. Look, it's suppose to be an exciting adventure, right?

My second attempt at getting my Green Card is now a successful memory. They cancelled all appointments last week claiming "system maintenance" after I took the five hour trip to Cuenca and booked a hotel room for four days. They sent my lawyer and email an hour before we were supposed to leave for Azogues. The next day, I failed to find a last minute tour offering so I entertained myself by spending a lot of money and walking about nine miles. The journey also featured just missing busses and no one with change for a twenty. Finally, I stand at my beloved puerto de pueblo and my keys are not in the backpack but somewhere in the suitcase. Deep breaths. Slowly, now.

If you're going to be stuck somewhere, Cuenca is as good a place as any.

The one item that wasn't playing that game was the finding of a mid-range telephoto for the Nikon at half price. Then I gave $35 for a pair of deck shoes but, there it is. This week I bought a different lens –also 300mm– but $100 less. The missing feature is vibration reduction, which is cool but extraneous for a camera on a tripod.

With a 105mm lens. Magnification 2X
With a 300mm lens.


Having successfully booked a walking tour, after the victorious booking of a Green Card pickup on Friday, I disrupted about 8 churches and cathedrals, a sombrero factory and museum, and the lookout point on the north ridge. This group of photos is only what I could get hanging out in my hotel room.


Cuenca will be partly cloudy with a 50% chance of rain.


Wandering aimlessly and taking in what's in front of you.
Now that's sauntering.



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