{"id":454,"date":"2011-05-18T00:13:40","date_gmt":"2011-05-18T00:13:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/?p=454"},"modified":"2011-05-18T00:13:40","modified_gmt":"2011-05-18T00:13:40","slug":"blessed-or-cursed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/blessed-or-cursed\/","title":{"rendered":"Quito – Are We Blessed or Cursed?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Ciudad Viejo (Old City) - Quito, Ecuador <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Ecuador got off to a somewhat rocky and inauspicious start when I was surrounded by 6 young hoods and accosted for my camera just hours after having arrived in Quito. The location was Plaza Foch which is packed with tourist and police, but evidently is one of the more dangerous areas you can wander around at night by yourself with a camera around your neck.<\/p>\n

By yelling, screaming and simply refusing to give over my camera without a fight or a big scene, I was able to avoid anything more serious than a ripped jacket. \u00a0I was also able to notify the police when I later spotted some of the\u00a0 main culprits walking around as if nothing happened just a few blocks away.<\/p>\n

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Santo Domingo in the Old City <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Unfortunately, because they did not actually steal anything, I\u2019m afraid the guys were most likely released from custody that very same night to continue their reign of bullying on unsuspecting travelers. Nonetheless I recognized my luck at having my Cannon still available for our first day of shooting the very next day and while I had an exciting story to tell I’ll be the first to admit I was a bit foolish in having my camera out at night in the first place.<\/p>\n

But I must say I will probably do so again, when circumstances are similar and I want to get a good shot.\u00a0 I firmly believe you can\u2019t spend your whole life with your camera packed safely away in your hotel or hidden away because someone might actually be willing to rob you for it.<\/p>\n

At some point you have to live your life and enjoy your trip, but common sense must tell you have to weigh the risk vs. the reward and be prepared to lose your camera or worse. If you don’t risk anything you may as well stay at home and never go anywhere or do anything. But if your reading this and planning a trip to Quito, be very vigilant, especially at night around Plaza Foch and other areas.<\/p>\n

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Inside one of Quito's Lovely Old Cathedrals <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

We received what we thought to be a 2nd<\/sup> bad omen when early into our first day of shooting in the historic old city of Quito (at 52 blocks the largest preserved old city in South America), a bird, or a flock of birds more likely, did their business all over me, my shirt, my producers shirt and our camera bag. Normally I\u2019d laugh this off but this stuff was the ugliest, foulest smelling bit of feces I\u2019ve ever come in contact with (and I grew up on a farm). I didn\u2019t have another shirt with me so we all had to wash in a nearby public restroom and I had to change into my previously ripped, hooded jacket\u00a0 and we carried on shooting, continuity be damned.<\/p>\n

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Quito's Bright Blue Sky<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

My producer, Renzo, is Colombian and he said that in Latin America a bird plopping crap on you was considered a sign of good things to come. I certainly did hope so because the last 24 hours had been tough.<\/p>\n

Indeed, things did quickly get better. Our shoot in the rest of the Old City was wonderful as we shot such beautiful historic sites as Plaza Independencia, La Plaza Grande, The Government Palace Building and more.\u00a0 I took advantage of the situation and bought a hand woven replacement shirt at one of the stalls where they featured clothing made in nearby Otavalo, a city famous for its textiles, market and indigenous culture . We also met a lovely couple who were weavers and demonstrated how to hand weaving process works for our cameras.<\/p>\n

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The Art of Weaving <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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With Luis and Preci Morales (local weavers) <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Later we were joined by Cheo, a local, young communications student from the coastal city of Esmeraldas who had volunteered to help us out. We made our way to the Teleferiquo or the cable car which took us up for an incredible if chilly view of Quito high above one of the area mountains.<\/p>\n

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View of Quito from the top <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n
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In La Calle Ronda<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

We made it to the back down to the old city and the lovely La Calle Ronda, an area of cobblestone streets, cafes and restaurants in time for dusk and we got some great shots off there before dark and then heading over to the more modern part of the city to shoot at the famous rock bar, \u201cThe Garage\u201d. We were there to shoot my buddies from the local punk band DMTR (Demeter) who agreed to put on a special performance just four our cameras.<\/p>\n

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DMTR (Demeter) @ The Garage performing for our cameras<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

All in all it was a solid 1st<\/sup> day of shooting and given the way things had begun I had a feeling our luck was changing. I mean the camera wasn\u2019t stolen, I ended up washing my shirt and getting a cool hand made replacement in the process. Maybe the old Latin American superstition about a bird doing its business on you was true after all? Only time would tell but so far, so good… I guess!??<\/p>\n

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Ecuador got off to a somewhat rocky and inauspicious start when I was surrounded by 6 young hoods and accosted for my camera just hours after having arrived in Quito. The location was Plaza Foch which is packed with tourist and police, but evidently is one of the more dangerous areas you can wander around […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":466,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[247],"tags":[17,15,16,255,254,248,55,95,251,250,20,38,249,9,106,256,252,253],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/454"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=454"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/454\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/466"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=454"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=454"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/rawtravelblog.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=454"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}