We made our way up to this Cuencan ¨mirador¨ to get a good view of the pretty colonial city.
The streets looked much like those in Quito, but there wasn't as much hustle and bustle, which was nice.
There were many beautiful old buildings, including this cathedral in the main square.
The inside of the cathedral is decorated in ornate gold.
Cuenca is the birthplace of the "Panama Hat", so we decided to make a day of it by shopping for hats. Tyrone found this nice 'ol cap and wanted to buy it... luckily I convinced him to move on (and told him he could have that hat once he retires)!
We then decided to check out the Homero Ortega hat museum where we learned all about the panama hat-making process. It can take from one day to many months to weave the hats, depending on how fine the material is and how skilled the weaver is. The hat is initially weaved into a bell-shape and then later bleached and/or steam-pressed into the desired shape and size. The hat that I am trying on below took around 3 weeks to make and cost $260! We were even shown a hat that took over 6 months to create that cost $1,500! Because I fell in love with the hat below, but could not afford it, the shop-keeper had an identical hat with a lesser-quality weave custom made for me on the spot for around $25.
Cuenca has many unique museums, including a small antique musem/home lived-in by an eccentric elderly couple. They had many dolls, old sewing machines, ancient kitchen equipment, etc. that were all very interesting to look at.
Tyrone at the top of the mountain, checking out the view of the river below.
There were tons of butterflies ("mariposas" en español), snails, stick-bugs and other little creatures on the trail.
I even found myself a nice coffee bush. All I needed was a roaster, grinder and coffee pot!
There were tons of flowers on the trail, too, this one being one of our favourites!
Our adobe hut was equipped with a little kitchen, so we made our own breakfast for the first time on our travels. We had locally grown coffee, a fruit salad (Tyrone picked the pomegranite off a tree himself!), and a lady next door had baked some tasty banana cake.
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