Daughter and I spent all day on April 30th traveling to Ecuador. When we arrived, we discovered that in spite of our well-meaning Verizon rep’s instructions, the cell phones could send a text home but the phone feature didn’t work. As a result, we couldn’t call the hotel to find out the shuttle time. (I also couldn’t call the hotel from the USA but I assumed that was because I hadn’t yet activated the international roaming feature yet. WRONG!) We hired an “Airport taxi” to take us to the hotel, which worked out really well. Our driver was both interesting and nice and spoke some english. Neither Daughter nor I speak spanish although I remember a bit and was able to work out some communication during the week. Thank you 4 years of high school Latin, 3 years of high school French, 2 years of high school German, and 1 year of intensive Spanish in college. Of course all of that was 30 years ago, but enough came back to help out. Driving through Quito at night is quite different from the day. The city looks very sketchy, graffiti covered walls, metal doors, bars and gates over most windows and doors, and we passed what I translated as an auto repossession lot that had a lot of angry people, cars lined up and about 6 police cars with lights flashing lined up outside. The hotel outside looked fine and looked quite ornate once we were inside the doors. Our hotel room appeared to be upscale, until Daughter sat in a poufy leather chair and realized it was broken. The neighbors next door were quite active and loud – but it lasted only about 20 minutes. Overnight the toilet started running and I realized they had put a bottle in the tank to cut down on the water usage and the neck of the bottle had gotten stuck under the drain plug. After I corrected that the toilet stopped running for a while then started up again. This time it was the float ball that wasn’t rising up high enough. I got that fixed and finally got to sleep. I didn’t have enough Spanish to explain to a maintenance worker what was wrong and since I knew how to fix the problem, I just took care of it. In the morning, we were able to look out our window and see a bit of the city. 
The first thing that struck me about Quito is that unlike “The States” there are very few if any buildings that are the same size, color, or shape as one near by. They also spread their houses right up and around the side of the mountain in the background. From the airplane at night, it made a really pretty spiral pattern as we were coming in to land. (The light was too low for the speed we were traveling to get a decent photo.) I thought this house below was really interesting. It was directly below the hotel window. I couldn’t tell if it was a compound of houses or part business and part house.

We left pretty early in the morning since the shuttle only left on the hour and we didn’t want to be late for our flight to El Coca. When we arrived at the airport, there was a police officer guarding the entry door with a shotgun, but nothing like one I have seen before. Luckily we saw a little restaurant where we could sit and eat breakfast. The place was named Le P’tit Cafe. There was a TV on showing “The Girls of the Playboy Mansion” with Spanish subtitles and no sound. We sat there until it was time to go to the “Tame” airline counter. What we didn’t realize is that there is an inside counter and an outside counter. We waited at the outside counter for a long time. There were of course beggars that came by. Instead of selling anything handmade, they were selling gum. Eventually we decided to check inside, and sure enough, there was the Sacha Lodge representative waiting to greet us. We got our bags checked, and headed off to the waiting area where we met some other families traveling to El Coca and Sacha Lodge.

When we arrived in El Coca, it was already raining. We were met by a naturalist, Dan, who took us to our bus where we were transported to the “Safe House”. During the bus ride, we realized we “weren’t in Kansas anymore” when we saw a man walking a llama down the street. There were carrying packs loaded all over the llama. I didn’t get my camera out in time to snap a photo. The safe house location is behind a locked wooden door on a street which eventually leads down to the Napo River. The lower part of the house is a covered patio with the house above it. We only entered the patio area which had 6-8 four person tables and a small kitchenette. Waiting for us there were sandwiches, fruit, water bottles, coffee, tea, a dispenser for purified water to refill water bottles. Our suitcases were covered with waterproof bags and put onto the boats while we were waiting. We also were given life jackets and heavyweight ponchos for the 2 hour boat ride down the Napo river. Here we are on the boat before departing. The three of us sat in the back of the boat as we were the most adventurous and the most likely to get soaked from the rain. Which was indeed the case!

The boat ride lasted for 2 hours and along the way were able to see some black birds which I later identified as Greater Ani. (Verified by our Naturalist Guide.)


Above is the Napo River dock for the Sacha Lodge. After disembarking, dropping off our life vests and stopping at a covered shelter for a bathroom break, we set off for our 30 minute hike through the forest. Daughter noticed that I looked like a turtle with my rain poncho pushed out over my camera backpack.
There were a lot of plants that we have as potted house plants just growing in the wild. We also saw a lot of interesting flowers
and insects but these are 1+ inch long “Bullet Ants”. We were advised to be VERY careful not to touch these ants as their bite is extremely painful and that extreme pain lasts for several days; our Naturalist Guide Dan spoke from personal experience.
Once we finished our 30 minute hike through the forest, we got in a regular canoe this time for a 20 minute trip through the flooded forest.
The flooded forest empties into a lake or lagoon on which you can see the covered deck of the Sacha Lodge above. We passed the deck in our canoes and then traveled on to the dock at the main lodge. The roof is completely covered with woven palm fronds which have to be replaced several times a year. If you look at the window built into the roof of the lodge, you can see there is a second floor to this lodge.
Here is a view inside looking upward to the second floor. The tower behind Daughter goes up to the roof so you can look out over the top of the forest.

Here I am sitting at the second floor window overlooking the forest and the canoe dock. When we arrived, we were given fruity welcome drinks and another snack of fried chicken, pickles, cheese, rolls, cookies, and other things. We also received our cabin assignments and instructions on when to pick up our “wellies” or rubber boots. We would meet our assigned guides at that time.

Our cabin was at the top of the hill and away from the main lodge. This is the walkway between the main lodge and our cabin.

I noticed that we were next to the path that led to the Mariposario (Butterfly breeding center) and that there were a lot of “butterfly” plants growing in front and at the side of our cabin.

Although these are not butterflies, they were pretty and are still an unknown (to me insect)
We walked down to the Deck over the lagoon and looked around. This wonderful British couple went swimming right away. The husband asked his wife to take a photo of him diving off the board and then asked Daughter to take his photo for him. When the wife was climbing the ladder into the lake, she cried out because something had nibbled on her leg. It didn’t break the skin so we were sure it wasn’t one of the piranhas or the caiman that live under the deck! The Brits had a wonderful funny sassy way of talking to anyone and everyone. When Daughter and I discovered they were in our group, we were thrilled! We were also very excited to have the Utah couple in our group. Although they were more quiet and serious, they were a great balance of personalities and a great wealth of information about birds and ecology. The mother (in solid blue shirt) and her daughter were here from Canada. It was nice to see there was another person near Daughter’s age here. The family from Canada also included the dad and the dad’s sister.

My first bird photo was of a Hoatzin or a “Stinky Turkey” as our Naturalist guide, Dan, calls him. The bird was given the nickname as its 2 foot long body resembles a turkey and stinks to high heaven. It is herbivorous eating only fruit and plants.



Although monkeys were supposed to be rarely seen during the start of the rainy season, we saw a LOT of them almost if not every time we went our on our hikes. This is a squirrel monkey and was the type we saw most frequently. They are really funny running and leaping overhead in big circling loops, grabbing fruit and insects and even hanging upside down to eat them.
In the evening of our first day, we took night walk ending in a canoe ride at sunset. It was a beautiful way to end our first day in the rainforest.

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