Precerpt from In with the East Wind: A Life of Unexpected Journeys, Vol 2: Straddling Hemispheres - Ecuador
Ecuador My Ecuadoran adventure came and went lickety-split. A specialist requested to conduct a workshop in Quito declined at the last minute. Since I always had my suitcase ready, I easily answered the call to fill in. Perhaps not surprisingly I remember little of the workshop; it lasted barely two weeks. I probably talked about content-based instruction or task-based instruction, those being the topics du jour back then. I do remember the country and the people; that is how it often is. I remember my first impression of Quito not as a sight but as a sensation. Stepping off the plane, I felt as though someone had quietly reduced the amount of air in the world. Nothing dramatic happened; I simply found myself breathing a little harder, walking a little slower, and becoming unexpectedly aware of every staircase. At nearly two miles above sea level, Quito demands that visitors respect its altitude. I quickly learned to pause on steep streets and to accept that Quito operated at a d...