We came back from the Galapagos Islands amazed by what we'd seen and experienced, and struggled to come to terms with being on land again with our sealegs ensuring we swayed back and forth for the first 24 hours.
We had hoped to have spent a couple of days in the Amazon, but had been unable to finalise the trip before we left for the Galapagos, so in the end we used our time in Quito to apply for jobs, see more of the town, and cycle down the Cotopaxi volcano. Cotopaxi is one of the highest active volcanoes in the world and forms part of the Pacific Ring of Fire that surrounds the capital. We went with a tour company called the Biking Dutchman, appropriate, and made our way up the volcano to the parking lot at 4,500 metres where we strapped on our helmets and gloves and hopped on our bikes.
It was close to freezing at that altitude, and with an ice cold wind coming down the top of the volcano whilst we were making our way round the hairpin bends, it wasn't the most pleasant of bike rides. Further down it didn't improve much, and the third person that was doing the bike ride with us fell down hard in one of the bend. Even when we got down the steep mountain paths, the trails remained very slippery and filled with rocks. We stopped halfway down for a lovely home-made lunch, the highlight of the trip, and continued cycling until we reached the end point from where we jumped in the pick-up for the drive back to Quito.
That evening we met up with Nancy and Brad, our new American friends from the Galapagos trip, for dinner at Astrid y Gaston, a restaurant that provided us with a mighty fine dining experience (including some fried guinnea pig).
The next day we had a couple of hours to kill before our flight, so we made a brief trip to the Equator where we attempted to balance an egg on a nail, tried to walk straight along the Equator Line (failing miserably), and were shown the way water flowed down a drain on either side and directly on the line. All very impressive.
Shortly afterwards, we caught our flight back to Buenos Aires, from where we headed to the Iguazu Falls.