Carol Pearson 1967 Journal June cont. Quito, Ecuador Pomasqui was a hill Across the river he said was an old Inca temple. It was well-covered I guess. Quito After breakfast Esteban drove us back to the city, and at 10:30 we went to la Universidad Catolica, where Fernando teaches. We talked a good while with Hernans Armas, the botanist. Then we went to Fernando's house for "lunch," and at 2:30 he dropped us off in the center of the city to shop for a map + a rapidograph. We went in the Catedral Santo Domingo, with the encouragement of a kind little old lady in black, little as are all the people here. It was astonishing, the elaborate + lavish [illegible] gold woodwork all over, and dimmed lights + lighted richness. And in a side alter they were changing the light bulbs. After shopping, we walked back to the hotel, a good long walk that got us drenched because it rained poured, and lots of stores because of our dress, or rather ie jeans + boots, and our behavior, ie walking in the rain instead of waiting it out in the shelter of a doorway. Downtown Quito streets are overflowing with lots of neon-type signs, + the sidewalks are only 2 people wide. Mt. Pichincha Surprising us, despite the rain, which let up by 4, Fernando + Pancho showed up + we drove up the east face of Pichincha until a slide blocked the road. We had to pay a man 20 sucres to