My parents last day in Quito was a beautiful, sunny day (not entirely common for Quito), perfect for relaxing. My mom and I attended a yoga class in the morning, which consisted of long holds and a lot of stretching. It was the perfect class for both of us, as my ankle is still healing, and it had been a while since my mom had done yoga. It was also good, considering the class was once again in spanish. This wasn’t overly challenging for me, but I caught my mom’s puzzled eye more than once in the mirror. [Read more…] about Otavalo & the last of Quito