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Huck’s Mountain Notes. Day8. 26th May, 2019. Sunday. Otavalo, Ecuador. “Taxi will arrived in 10 minutes, siéntate, siéntate aquí“...!”Jose showing me the sofa that I have sat for 4 nights at his house. Looking at his wife Mayra running preparing my warm water; her beautiful daughter Sayuri and her cousin standing at my door, think I heard the boy ’s Mather, three sisters were all there waiting to bid goodbye with me... “No no, Bein, Jose, I want to wait at down the road...” “No no, espera aqui! (wait here.)” I just could not stay any longer, I could not hold my emotions. Tears just flowing it down without giving me a warning to hide in my sunglasse. “Gracias! For everything...” I was swallowing down all my words. “I come with you to Otavolo, Mayra comes too...“ No no, yo una one person..” Why should I trouble them more, it would take 1 hour if they take bus to come home later. I walked towards down the road, Jose and Mayra followed behind. Anyway, we have exchanged and bidding goodbye in WhatsApp after two hour hiking this morning. When I looked back, saw Mayra looking prayed for me... When I arrived Otavalo Terminal after 20 minutes, the big bus was seen shouting, “Quito! Quito!” I just jumped in, thought to shop some little gifts at Pancho Market before the two hours bus back to Quito. And I hope I have enough small note to the bus. I have used it all. After breakfast with every morning different fresh fruits juice and pastry. Jose was inviting me to go a place I do not understand, even he shown me his photo on the phone. I just said Si, because I already turned him down last night the prayer Inti Raimy ceremony. I know he wants to spend times me as much as he could. But I need to packed, it was my last night at this Quichua family house. I also noticed him, he went to Quito to work at 3am and rushed back at 3pm, just to help us preparing the traditional Ecuadorean Cuy al Harno that I requested. Yesterday morning, Mayra and Sayuri took me to Pancho market. We went by a fun community truck with other folks. We went two hours hiking not far from La Calela this morning. The whole journey, we took photo and videos. Another Founa y Flora advanced class I had from Jose. So kind so accommodating like I was someone special. Last night, I invited my Driver Juan and Guide Wilmer came over dinner. Mayra asked If I would ever come back? I answered Si without much thought. Often, I have to leave someone I love just when when I started to love the place, the corn fields, the house, the Quichua folks ...nomad’s life is not all happy ending. That was memorable, that was expected, it was my decision. adiós. xx huck (wrote in the two hours bus journey to Quito)
