Another road trip through the mountains.
Cumi drove for 12 hours to get us to the coast (near Peru) for a family reunion of her father's.


All 70 of us had lunch after the cemetary and before the beach front. The place had only one waiter! So I gathered up four of the young men and said: "No hay sufficiente mesors. Quien ajuda? Ven a cosina!" We served the soup, cleared, served the entree, cleared, served the dessert." I got a free glass of wine for my leadership. It was well worth it! I got to meet the entire family with my waiter's apron on.
This is bullfighting in Ecuador! Everybody gets a chance at the bull. Just climb in the arena when the excitment moves you. The bulls are never killed. Mostly teenage boys (and me) participate. I didn't have a cape so the bull wouldn't charge. Next time I will go by the cape booth and rent a nice red one. Then see what happens..........


Welcome to Yosemite Park! Yearly one or two die on the Sub-dome or Half-dome climb. I had clear weather and except for the crowd, had a great climb!


