After deplaning in Guayaquil we join a queue of easily 500 people awaiting immigration control. Ouch! The line is moving, but slowly. A uniformed man is walking through the crowd and he seems to be directing some people to a faster path. In English I finally ask the group around me what he is saying and a woman says “elderly and children.” In Ecuador elderly is anyone 65 or older. Woo hoo! I guess that there are some advantages to getting old. William and I join the fast track line of old people.
We spend Tuesday night at the Marriott Courtyard and on Wednesday Klever picks us up in his new dual-cab pickup. The three and one-half hour drive to Cuenca takes us along fields of bananas, cocoa, coffee and rice. Then we climb the Andes going through twists, turns, grand vistas, fog and some stretches of road recently repaired from landslides. The Cajas National Park is beautiful, but there are few places to pull over to snap a photo.
The Cuenca Symphony Orchestra offers concerts several times a month. Friday’s performance is at Casa de la Cultura, just 3 blocks from our Airbnb. We enjoy the concert, but the seats in the theater are old and uncomfortable. We look forward to future performances at Teatro Pumapungo.