Oh. My. Blog.

Mark and I arrived safely in Quito on a super-chill flight out of Miami. It was only three and one-half hours. I spent more time waiting in LaGuardia getting on my Christmas flight from New York to Charolotte.

Flying into the city at night was a pretty interesting site because it´s at an altitude of 9300 feet. So, when overlooking the sparkling city lights, you have very little depth perception. You know there are mountains, but don´t know how high and it´s hard to tell exactly how close the lights on the hills are. But now that I think about it, it could´ve just been those pills I took before the flight wearing off...