I know, what has happened?? No knews for three weeks and then two blogs in a few days. Craaaaaaazy...:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

I supose its ´cos i´m excited and bored (bit of a conundrum) and i don´t know if i´ll be able to blog ´til i get back.

And ´cos this weekend was rather cool.

We didn´t make it to the women's prison. And we very nearly did the cycling through ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Quito, but then we couldn´t find it so took a bus to the old town and did churches and museums (they are free on sundays). We looked at old money, wandered innocently through a couple of chuch services, one in a church which was full of scaffolding, not sure if it hadn't been built or was being fixdd, but the service went on none the less. We also saw the changing of the guards (yep, all two of them) outside the presidential palace from far two close and nearly got got by there weird spear like things. We went into a modern art museum which actually turned out to be pretty close to the whole prison thing as they had a display all about prison done by an artist who was locked in the basement for 10 days while he did it and who had done workshops and stuff in the prison before hand. We headed up a hill and attempted to get into a church but actually ended up in the catacumbes, which were like a multi stored grave yard for the poorest people. Some have to just cement over the hole and paint it a bit because they can´t afford a stone´, some you have to use step ladders to get to. Also you rent the square for a few years and then the ashes get put into a smaller square. There were pictures of resurrection day everywhere which made the place half sad, half terrifying.

Afterwards we made it into the church and wandered around in the light of its stained glass windows and then ventured ´out the back´ where we were shouted at for nearly entering the nunnery. How were we to know??? An art gallery or two later, we had lunch and headed back to home feeling very cultured.

Today, Alex left, i´m gonna miss him, especially as i´ve seen him practically everyday for the last five months. But the iguanas and sea lions should take my mind off him tomorrow, along with the fear factor of ´going alone´. Hopefully i´ll meet some nice peeps on the plane to tag along with.

That's all from me, probs until I get back from the Galapagos and have lots of exciting news to tell and photos to post. Off to buy sun cream and read up a little more