Today saw us getting up early to visit the local farmers market, a tradition that has been carried on for over 400 years here in Otavalo. I must admit, when I found out we were going to a farmers market I wasn't that interested. But holy hell when I got there it was nothing like I imagined, nothing can prepare you for it. There were animals for sale everywhere, llamas, pigs, ducklings, chickens, cows, horses, cats, dogs, guinea pigs, rabbits...every domesticated ...

Today saw us getting up fairly early to get on a 2 hour bus up to Otavalo, a small town of indigenous Ecuadorians and some sweet markets. The drive was amazing with views of Imbabura volcano. We then checked into Hotel El Indio and met a local man called Washington who took us around his home town. He was a real character, and within two minutes of meeting him, he told us about his history as a cocaine addict and dealer. He now works at narcotics anonymous and h...