November 2 - in Quito

I'm continuing my series of entries from my journal.

We have landed in Quito. Margarita's' sister met us at the airport. Javier loaded our luggage on the roof and has driven us to the diocesan center. I was a little worried that I would be overwhelmed by a new culture. So far Quito doesn't look much different than any other central American city I've visited.

Much more hilly!
Bishop Ramos is with us. He will show us around tomorrow. He says that Quito is like a snake. It's 44 km long and 3-8 wide.
Cecily is our cook and hostess. She made us a great dinner even though we ate on the plane - but no comparison. I am not surprised at the hospitality. I'm a little surprised at how much Spanish I have retained. I can't remember tenses, but I can point and gesture when I need to and for now that seems to be enough.
I'm tired and worried about altitude sickness. I hope the coca tea works.