Guayaquil received me with such heat Buenos Aires and Buenos Aires that have well known, what is the humidity that kills and that's just say. Skip the cold and heat Basin height and the second port city of Ecuador, but the first in size and population.
Ale I ran against the bus station and then guided me to the dept that is like going to the north of the city, on the other side of the hill you could say. Then I install and I really felt like home, no time to rest and to lay, I saw the first World Cup matches as he left to find the hot Guayaquil. I was traveling quite the city, not just the center or the required places such as the boardwalk 2000, the levee of the salty, the park of the iguanas, the park's centennial, the legislative palace, the neighborhood rocks, but it also got me through some neighborhoods farther away from the center ... I very pleasantly surprised to see a city that ( except some places 
obviously) in general is fairly well maintained, without the grime that one expects to see in a big city and the settlements that are always on the agenda and the exclusion that usually overflows in no now felt to be getting into dangerous places or where I might get complicated. Anyway I do not be naive, someone out there told me Guayaquil es una ciudad un poco mentirosa en esos aspectos, esconde muy bien las cosas que no quiere mostrar, seguramente haciendo una pasada mas minuciosa sí salga todo a la luz, al menos esta fue la primera impresión que tuve. 
Sin ir más lejos uno de los noticieros que estuve viendo esos días lo único que mostraban eran robos, asesinatos y violencia. Uno de los lugares que al visitar rememore en seguida los días en que soñaba con andar de viaje por ahí fue el parque de las iguanas, es muy gracioso ver a estos bichos ahí sueltos, conviviendo no solo con la gente si no también con las palomas (que como en todos lados tienen su lugar comprado en plazas y parques), como los gatos en los alrededores de Buenos Aires hospital, and walk the iguanas, posing for photos for tourists, on the sidewalks, on grass, on trees, you look at the park there is an iguana.
The rotunda of the pier, where is the monument commemorating the meeting of Simon Bolivar and Jose de San Martin is the other site that I brought back some fond memories. Next week
me what happens between Guayaquil and La Libertad, in the latter place, near the peninsula of Salinas, was home to Walter, a traveler, pseudo-Argentinean
excellent host and friend who led me to stay a few days, which ended up being many and in several stages. I walked around for Montañitas, skip to greet some friends and see what happens step by the environment, the first impression was no big deal, I had the feeling of wanting to go and settle there. He had planned to return this weekend to Guayaquil, there had been meeting with several boys from page Viajeros.com, it was. We meet at the roundabout, the meeting was super nice, the majority were right there, a guy from Colombia and one from Peru, we had a few beers in the neighborhood 
the rocks and then leaps and dances a little bar in there too , a lot of bachata and salsa. I was there, getting some dance lessons. Those who know me know my dismal performance in these bailanteras issues ...
With Alejandro began to plot the idea of \u200b\u200bmaking a motorcycle out from Guayaquil, none of us had very clear to which side enfilar not know how, but ended the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing to climb Tungurahua, which is a volcano in the middle range, part of what is called the avenue of volcanoes, the crux of the matter is that it is in full swing, pulling almost non-stop explosions, at first sounded like a crazy but good, who cares, just that it is not? So we agreed to get together next Thursday to go to Baños, which is one of the village at the foot of the volcano, early Friday.
The Rojita already clamoring for change rear cover and an oil change urgent but looking good, would do several things but, the chain and looks like rubber, the crown
is not any good and I do not imagine how will the pinion gum mass transfer back also feels weak, the handle is all folded and ready to break the mirrors on either side point, the odometer stopped walking for more than 10,000 km, the light bulb is blown back a while ago long, the mark button is not making good contact, you have to align the headlight light, check the battery fluid and I think I could go on and on ... despite 
The Rojita follows this forward. Tungurahua I'll tell in another chapter, a separate warrant.
The issue is that after the weekend in Bath I stayed a few more days in Guayaquil, take the opportunity to buy some more materials for crafts and I went to La Libertad. There I was locked in place like Walter to go to hill with a good amount to sell, I take that have been a few weeks on holiday and is sure to get enough people.
