On my final day in Quito, I visit El Panecillo, drink canelazo and reflect on Ecuador, comfort zones and whatever adventure might come next.
On my final day in Quito, I visit El Panecillo, drink canelazo and reflect on Ecuador, comfort zones and whatever adventure might come next.
I leave the Calipso, say goodbye to my Galápagos dive family and confront the strange exhaustion that arrives before a great adventure ends.
I spend my first afternoon in the Galápagos meeting sea lions, giant tortoises and blue-footed boobies across stunning San Cristóbal Island.
I spend my last day in Montañita chasing green waves, reflecting on balance and wondering whether I will ever become a proper surfer myself.
I spend my third day in Montañita sharpening my surf technique, losing at chess and confronting some frightening climate tipping points too.
I celebrate passing my exam among the birds, springs and Inca ruins around Limpiopungo Lagoon before saying goodbye to Cotopaxi.
I climb Pasochoa beneath blue skies, watch a long-awaited Cotopaxi sunset, and rediscover why medicine and travel both need balance in life.
I climb through Cotopaxi’s thin air to the glacier, then head back to Secret Garden and rediscover why human connections keep me travelling.
I arrive in Cotopaxi ready to trek but rain, altitude and new friendships turn my disrupted plans into exactly what I really needed instead.
I land in Quito, exploring Mitad del Mundo, Indigenous history, equator myths and the city’s rain-soaked historic centre.