I Spent a Week in Loja Sunday Night
We had yesterday and Monday off school for Carnaval. So on Sunday, I decided to bus six hours south to Vilcabamba, a sleepy little resort town.
It was not to be, however: in Loja, where I’d planned to spend the night, I fell ill. Ate something bad.
So I spent Sunday night holed up in Loja’s none-too-Parisian Hotel Paris. By Monday afternoon, I was feeling better, but still didn’t feel like making the journey back here to Cuenca (and by then, I didn’t have time to continue on to Vilcabamba). So I stayed in Loja on Monday night, too.
Finally, I boarded a homebound bus yesterday. Only problem: I didn’t know it, but I’d bought a standing-room-only ticket; I spent the last three hours on my feet in the aisle.
But now I’m better. And as they say here in Ecuador, “asi es la vida.” That’s life.