Quito, Ecaudor bus ride out of the capitol

Remember going on bus ride for school field trips? This is how it feels to ride a bus from Quito to Quitumbe Terminal, about a 30 minute ride. I am excited and know I am going to learn something and yes I forgot snacks but vendors will come on the bus with drinks and food! The buses remind me of tour buses with how much room there is under the bus to store luggage and the seats are extra plus also you have moments when fall alseep next to someone you do not know well as their elbow digs into your rib cage. I have only had that happen once!

Here is the view from a window seat leaving Quito headed to Alasui.
I love what a perfect day it. Clouds are working this camera!

Quito is INSIDE an exsinct volcano so it just digs deep and it takes a good drive to get in and out of the city.


All the bus drivers drive like we are racing. So many times I wish I had a seat belt. Someone just strap me to this seat!


The sparkle is from my camera case. I know, glitter lover problems.




I rode around on 4 buses one day and eventually all the buses would end up at a terminal. So you can never STAY lost because evenutally you will end up at a terminal. This is important because in Dallas the bus line will end some where random with no station or rail AT MIDNIGHT – when the lines all are done. I do not ride alone after dark.






Quitumbe Terminal. Very clean, still have to pay 15 cents to buy paper to use the bathroom. Food galore and wonderful wifi. This place just looks like a mall and was so happy to place to get water and use the ladies room.



Now the dusk settles in as I leave the outskirts of town. We drove right AROUND the city. Riding bus through Quito is a completely different experience.

Riding out of Quito with my mom and aunt.

Riding to Alasui with my mom and aunt.

Quito, Ecuador: Put this in your mouth and love it!

The moment my plane ticket for Quito, Ecuador was purchase the first thing I thought of what the great food that I would get.

Wonderful things to put in your mouth!

Wonderful things to put in your mouth!

In morning I went to a central market and got fresh juice, Jugo natural. I decided on the carrot juice. Look at all these wonderful fresh made juice. I had to ask for “sin azucar” – without sugar – because the vendor will add it without asking. Price for a glass of fresh juice at this location? 50 cents.

Some tourist don’t like when vendor get on the buses to sell food and drinks so I look forward to it. This is called “chochos con toastados” It roasted corn, bean, red onion, fried banana, a wedge of limo and small bag of salt. This is a snack size and only 50 cents.

I even got juice at this market that my aunt works at.

Caldo de manguera

A vendor making torta de tiesto.

Travel: What do you mean this bag weighs too much?

Finally got all 6 of the bags checked in and waiting to aboard a plane for a 3 hour lay over till my mom and I get to Quito.

Boarding pass ready to be shown

So why am I flying with 3 bags each weighing 50 lbs each? I’m spending the summer in South America. I regularly donate my clothing; so giving away my clothing makes sense. Every time I read a travel blog they all mention HOW CHEAP it is to visit. None have mentioned how incredibly expensive clothing costs.

My mom & I looked like we were MOVING as we had a porter guide us to the Aeromexico baggage check-in.

Then we spent 20 minutes checking baggage in.

We had used a baggage scale from Stein Mart and we figured that it would be a couple of pounds off. Wishful thinking – so we over packed every single bag of the 6 bags. THAT MEANS WE HAD TO PULL SEVERAL POUNDS FROM EVERY SINGLE BAG! So much work and it was humid and over 95F. Thankful, I was wearing yoga pants and my Two:Tone shirt because this whole repacking thing was a real work out! I ended up having to change out my carry on bag with a Playstation 3 as I know the bag handlers throw bags everywhere. Two years ago the game console that was packed with clothing all around ended up breaking so I had to move my clothing I had planned on wearing out into a small duffle bag.

My mom is trying to negotiate a way to not pay the extra $12 per kilo but in the end we both got our carry on to the limit and had to pay $225 for extra weight. The extra clothing that did not physically fit into any bags cost $125. The cost of not wearing a single outfit twice.

Coming for you Ecuador!

Coming for you Ecuador!

My mom and I had a wonderful flight from DFW to Mexico City. The flight wasn’t full we so each had our own row. Perfect. AeroMexico is luxury in the sky! No issues boarding, no delayed flights, we even got dinner & the flight from Mexico to Quito we had SECOND DINNER!

All the foods in my mouth!

All the foods in my mouth!

Then we have to pick up our bags at Mexico City to have check into to head to Quito. That is when it happens. The last bag that I had to pull my carry on from is gone. I’m so tired from going through customs as well as carrying my mom’s carry on as well. I start to realize that my bag is gone. Now anyone reading this can think, “Hello diva, you got 250 lbs of clothing, don’t trip over ONE bag.” Well of course I did, that bag was the clothing that I actually want to keep.

Landing in Mexico City

Landing in Mexico City

Now I’m about a 6 hour ride away from the Quito airport and still waiting to find out if my bag was ever found. I do not feel bad for myself at all. I did have myself a small pity party from the Mexico city airport’s baggage claim to the gate but I’m fine now. Whatever. I have enough.

Right when I decided it didn’t matter if my clothes came through or not my cousin sends me a picture on Facebook of my bag.

Life is good.

Made it!

Made it!

Yes I am terrible at it so I’m going to keep doing it.


I remember when I wasn’t very good at hula hooping. I could not even keep the hoop around my waist. I was at my friend’s house in Austin, TX and we had just danced all weekend long. Friday. Saturday. Sunday. It was Sunday afternoon and she effortlessly showed me how to rock and forth to keep the hoop up. Frustrated with myself I just watched. Tried again. After HOURS, I eventually got the movement down. Hours. What kept me going is how I would try one angle, switch my feet up, maybe a different would work better. Trying something else out.

I am currently creating Excel templates at my day job and someone was watching me over my shoulder said, “I never learned how to use Excel like this in college.” I was just thinking that neither had I. I was an office manager for my mom’s company when I was 18 years old and she would just tell me that she wanted something and by the end of the day I would need to have it. No instructions at all! I just kept doing what I could then would do an internet search to learn more. Now I’m an advanced Excel user, I am very quick to get hired as a contractor because of my skill.

I used to not be a very good blogger. I started over a decade ago on LiveJournal and I got annoyed how people I knew would use it as a tool to attack me (don’t worry I was bad but still, don’t blast folks on the internet) and this was back when I was 18 so I would get my feelings hurt. I was so shocked anyone could be so rude. Well I’m not going to let anything anyone does make me quite. So I kept posting. Then of course people can be rude on message boards. Well as time went on I just got tough and now I don’t care about other’s opinions. I can tell them what I know and what is going on but it is their choice to pick it up. I waste time getting upset or trying to change someone’s mind. Being online with others with disagreed with me got easier. It is easy. Look, I can be friends with conservative Republicans. I got this!

Even when I started this format of this website as a blog, I didn’t know what I was doing. I just knew people in the states didn’t have much about psytrance and that was my thing so I just started interviewing my friends, then picking up American producers then started spotlighting international producers. I was just asking questions and it is a lot of work to do research and to follow up and then to promote the post. I’m not sure if I’ll ever fully stop doing that because it is fun – just very time consuming. However, now I’m learning how to write with a personal voice and it’s still new to me. I know I’m not amazing at it, but it will get easier.

Now just to put some polish on it. I know I’m terrible at posting about myself so I’m going to keep doing it. I know I’ll get better.