Weddings and Ecuador

It feels like my life has been on fast forward since I left for Ecuador two weeks ago. The week I got back from South America was one of the busiest I have had in a while and I topped it off by flying to Indiana on Friday for yet another wedding. I think it best to enlighten you with the highlights of my wonderful time in Indiana. It was raining consistently for seven days in New York/ CT therefore delaying my plane Friday night. I was supposed to arrive in Indy at 9:30pm and instead I walked off of the lovely plane around 1:15ish am. Todd and Trish (trish went to college with me) faithfully waited for my that night (with their own crazy experiences at the indy airport) and drove me back to their home. The next day I traveled 2 hours by the "jason roller service" to the little town of Portland and played in the wedding of my dear friend Dara who served in Iraq a year. The wedding was nice, it was nice seeing people I haven’t seen for more than a year, it was weird to see everyone married, and it was stranger yet to witness yet ANOTHER wedding. I think I am pretty much weddinged out and I am crossing my fingers there won’t be anymore than the one I have in April of next year.
I want to write about my trip to Ecuador but it would probably take up many many paragraphs so I will just write about one incident. My time in Otavalo… the town of Otavalo is located two hours from Quito (the capital and place we stayed the whole week) and my sister took dad and I to a bus and waved us off. This was so ordinary bus… it was RED very RED. The seats were red, the carpet was red, and the curtains were red yeah so I felt bad I hadn’t worn a red shirt that day. The bus driver drove very fast through the Andes mountains and we arrived in the little town that morning. This town was awesome because it was filled with indigenous people who went about their daily lives as we passed by. We also went to an incredible market filled with all of their handy work. That night my dad and I had dinner in the cute hotel restaurant (ok I say hotel, but it was more like cute rooms in a cloister formation surrounded by volcanos) and just took our time (we were the only ones there) and soaked in the delights of being in Ecuador.