Day 1: Mitad del Mundo
While in Isabela, our room next door was rented by a couple. Although we never interacted while staying at Casa Rosada – we chit chatted for some time as we were on the same flight to Quito. They were super friendly and hailed us a taxi to make sure we didn’t get ripped off. An hour later, we arrived at Vibes Hostel.
The Hostel is in the heart of Mariscal district of Quito. It’s super hip neighborhood attracted us…and the fact that they have a pool table. Did I mention it was super cheap? For $7/night – we couldn’t complain much. Well, there was no hot shower, and wi-fi only worked in the common room. After settling in, we decided to catch a taxi to go to the Equator line. It would’ve been hella cheaper to take the train/bus, but this was no New York rush hour. We figured it was best to cab it.
An hour later, we arrived at Mitad del Mundo. Our taxi driver dropped us off at the Inti Nan museum, which is about a ten-minute walk from the equator monument. This is where the “real” equator line is. Our tour guide was very knowledgeable. We did few silly activities such as balancing an egg on a nail and walking straight on an equator line.
The tour ended some forty minutes later. We decided to check out the monument that is often confused with the museum/equator line. It was pretty incredible. Since we arrived there so late, there were few tourists around. The photographer in me was screaming with joy!
We were enjoying ourselves until we remembered our poor cab driver… We rushed out of there to search for him. Luckily, he spotted us on the main road – poor guy was annoyed. During our cab ride back to Quito, we got to know our driver Pedro; he seemed to have forgiven us for disappearing on him for an hour.
By the time we reached Quito, Pedro was our best friend. He agreed to take us to the bus station the following morning. Our dinner was provided delicious dinner at the hostel, we wandered around the main square for some time and returned to our hostel. The common room was packed due to lack of internet connectivity throughout the hostel. Next thing we know, everyone is off from their phones and socializing. After a friendly game of Kings, we decided to go out and celebrate our newly acquainted friend’s 25th birthday.
A (big) group gringos attracted almost every bar manager in the central square. Everyone offered us free drinks and entrance to their clubs/bars. It was a tough decision, but one eventually won. We had a great time dancing the night away with new friends. It was time to call it a night and leave the group.
We survived a night out in Quito. All was well.