I wake up past 8pm, when I see someone getting out of the room. I wonder why there was no alarm this morning and slowly get out of bed and dressed. I head outside with my camera to make some pictures of the (already late) morning, when I meet Anne-Silvie and she tells me about the fish-market and whether I wish to go. I hesitate a moment and say I’d go if she joins me. Because I have nothing to do at a market with dead fish on my own. She gets her camera from her room, while I wait and we go to the market. But most of the really big fish (except swordfish) are already hauled off. At the least, there are no interesting pictures to be taken. We have our breakfast, the same as yesterday, plus a typical plate of baked plantain with peanuts. We pack our bags and go catch a bus. The whole group gets off at ‘los frailes’ (a beautiful beach), except me. I go on to Guayaquil, to get back to work tomorrow. The sooner I finish, the sooner I can go back to Quito. From Jipyjapa I get on to a very luxurious bus with air conditioning and comfortable chairs and almost nobody in the bus. In no time I’m back in Guayaquil.
Before taking a taxi home, I go to the supermarket at the terminal and buy some veggies, so I can cook some nice dinner. There’s still no gas, however, but one of the housemates finds me an electrical pan in one of the cupboards, allowing me to cook something homely. The rest of the evening I spend writing my blog and reviewing the pictures I took this weekend.
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