As we leave the volunteers complex, to the right as we cross the street, we are treated to a beautiful view of Mama Tungurahua.
On the road Chimborazo comes into view behind us on the left.
Each time we turn back we get a different view.
Another.
And another.
In front Tungurahua.
Sheep are everywhere. The owners make tapestries from their wool.
As I turn this time, there is Cyri who is following behind.
One last picture.
Tungurahua is still with us.
Short cut through the eucalyptus grove.
The only walled community in Salasaca.
One last view of Mama Tungurahua.
Here comes Marie, one of the teachers. Cyri was tempted to get a ride.
But he decides to walk with me.
Maria can't pass up a photo of Chimborazo.
We leave the road for a shortcut to the school.
The best part of the trip.
One last look at Chimborazo.
Come on.....Robert.
Into the woods.
Past the kitchen.
Here at last. Just 30 minutes from home.
