Hello everyone, sorry to keep you waiting so long for my next entry. I had a big adventure that went through the 10th, 11
th, and 12
th and then after I got back, I was so busy that I even got over a week behind in my own person journal. But don't worry, I'm in good health and still having a blast!
So there's a type of ecosystem that we've been learning about in 2 or 3 of our classes called the “paramo”, they described it to us as kind of a tundra-like environment but instead of being high in latitude, it's high in altitude. It's a relatively cold environment that sees more temperature change throughout the day than it does throughout the year. In a single day it can go from 0 to
22 degrees Celsius, so the life there has to be adapted to extreme and rapid temperature
fluctuation. The plant life is mostly made up of grasses and shrubs.
Friday
On the 10 of October, we embarked on our journey to the paramo. Meeting bright and early, we piled onto the charter bus that would take us there. This field trip was only for kids in the ecology program, so instead of there being the full 27 of us, there were 11, so we had some space to stretch out on the bus, which was quite nice, because especially in the beginning all we wanted to do was sleep and listen to music.

The first place we went was to Otavalo, where we had gone with the whole program about a month earlier. Here we picked up Cesar Cotocachi, who was our guide last time too. With him, we went
to a lake that was going through a restoration project. We got in a little boat and drove around the lake while Cesar told us about the lake and the restoration project. I appeared to be paying
close attention, but the truth was I was all the way in the back of the boat and the motor was
quite loud. It was a really nice boat ride, we were at the base of the great big mountain that we had seen last time we were in Otavalo. I still don't know what that mountain's called.
After the boat ride, we went to a nearby restaurant that was part of a hostel that was right

on the lake, literally. There were windows in the floor so we could see the water below. Lunch
was yummy, and afterward Cesar, deciding we needed to walk off the lunch, lead us on a hike up a bit of a mountain. The view from the top was breath taking, but we had already lost our breath on the way up there. We could see other mountains, villages, and lakes. It was also a good place to get a view of the really big mountain that I mentioned before. The air was nice and crisp, and the weather was perfect.

Later, after coming down from the mountain and then checking into our hostel (the same one we stopped at last time we were in Otavalo called Aya Humo), we took a bus ride to our first real paramo location, which was around a dormant (most likely extinct) volcano that had filled with water and become a lake. It was extremely foggy here. We got out of the bus and walked around a little bit and it didn't take long before we completely lost sight of the bus in the fog. It was kind of chilly there, and as expected there were mostly just grasses and shrubs scattering across the land. The shapes of the landscape that were partially hidden in the dense fog made the place seem almost mystical. It began to rain a little so we turned back to the bus and
headed back to the hostel, where we chilled until dinner time. This time I decided not to get the trout with the head and tail included and instead went for the chicken. The same kids sang and danced for us while we ate. This time I actually gave them a little donation. Before going to bed, I taught some people a fun Ecuadorian card game.
Saturday
I had taken a shower the night before and went to bed with my hair still wet, so when I woke up in the morning, I had crazy hair. I decided not to tame it before going to breakfast. We checked
out of the hostel and headed off to our next destination, which was further up in altitude. Along the way, we stopped and got out of the bus at various locations and Cesar told us a bit about the ecosystem and the people who lived nearby. One place we stayed a bit longer than the other places. This place was on top of a high ridge. We walked across a field, past some horses and came across a truly wondrous view. I took several pictures that I plan on stitching together to form a 360 degree view. After that stop, we were driving through a very beautiful land with very beautiful weather, so three of my friends and I, who were all sitting on the same side of the bus, spent a large time with our head sticking out the window, laughing and talking and taking pictures! It was fantastic and probably something we wouldn't be able to get away with in the
States.
Eventually we drove far enough that the weather started to change, we were now in a place that was colder and foggier. We stopped kind of in the middle of nowhere and Cesar took us on our second big hike of the trip—up a decently-sized mountain. The terrain was steep and muddy. Most of the way up we were in what I think is officially called a tropical humid cloud forest,

meaning everything was wet and muddy. It took a little under an hour to get to the top. Near the top, we hit the tree line and the land was taken over by the grasses and shrubs of the paramo. At the high altitude it took us a little while to rest and catch our breath, but the view was something else. With clouds all around, we could see the distant silhouettes of the other mountains all around us. It was well worth the climb, we were all feeling really good once we'd gotten to the top. Plenty of pictures were taken of course. The way back down was easier on our
muscles, though a lot more caution had to be paid to not slipping down on the mud. Several of us did slip, though, including myself. Back down at the bus, we ate a lunch that we brought with us. It included fruit juice, pb+j sandwiches, tuna, pears, bananas, chips, and cool containers of Ecuadorian snacks that involved beans and toasted corn kernels. Yum. The bus then brought us to a place called the Polilepis Lodge – Private and Protected Ecological Reserve at an altitude of 3581 meters above sea level. We got to our cabin (the boys and girls had separate cabins), it was kind of off in the woods and the bathroom smelled like black mold, so we kept the door closed and took care of business outside or in the bathroom we found in the main lodge. Apparently the girls got a really nice bathroom with a tub. Figures. We started a fire in the wood stove, because it was freezing in the cabin. After getting back from dinner that evening, the cabin was nice and toasty, I barely used my covers that night.
Sunday
In the morning after breakfast, we put on our rubber boots and a guide from the hostel took us on a tour through the ecological reserve. At the altitude of the cabins, he brought us through a forest that had many polilepis trees, which are crooked trees growing at high altitudes that have flaky, layered, papery bark. They look cool, especially with moss growing all over them. On the walk we came across several ponds and swamps. When we climbed a little bit out of the forest, we encountered a new type of plant, called a “frailejone”. These things were everywhere, and you'll have to look at the pictures to see what they look like, but apparently they're pretty

common in paramo regions. The guide took us to a ridge. The climb up was a little steeper than the mountain from the day before, but it wasn't nearly as long of a walk. The view was extraordinary, words cannot describe it. Luckily there are pictures. We walked along the ridge to a less-steep path that would take us back to the main cabin compound. Along the ridge we saw a group of people clustered around a girl who was lying on the ground. They were crying and wrapping jackets around her. She wasn't dead, but she had passed out. This was a group of vacationers from the coast, and right now they were about 4000 meters above sea level, where there's easily less than a third of the amount of oxygen that they're used to. Some of the girl's companions had torn down an old fence to use the wood for a stretcher, but in the end, she was carried down the ridge in a blanket. On our way down, we passed several of her friends, most of who were crying or hyperventilating. Some were doing both, they did not seem to be doing well. All we could think of was how grateful we were to have had the chance to acclimate to the Quito altitude before going on this trip.
The incident on the ridge was not the last we saw of this group of fain travelers. After our hike, we ate lunch in the main lodge, where these people were resting in the lounge. All of a sudden, all within five minutes, there were cries of horror and three people were carried out completely unconscious, a fourth, who was very close to unconsciousness was dragged out by his buddy. People from the group were beside themselves, crying and hyperventilating like crazy, looking very uneasy. Meanwhile, we sat completely fine with the altitude, eating our lunch, trying not to pay too much attention, though at the same time, staring and wondering what would happen next.
We never did exactly find out what happened next, after lunch it was time to go, for we had a 6-hour bus ride back to Quito. We packed up our things and got on the bus and had a nice, relaxing trip back. We assume that an ambulance or two or three came and picked up the unfortunate travelers from the coast and brought them down to a lower altitude and gave them plenty of oxygen, though we can't say for sure.
Our ride back to Quito was pretty uneventful, most of us slept and listened to music. I got home, had a nice little dinner with my family and told them as best I could of our adventures.
I hope you all are doing well.
Stay tuned, and don't worry, you won't have to wait over two weeks for my next entry.
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~Joey