With that, we had a lunch of left overs, packed all of our stuff, took some pictures, and then headed home.
The trip was going really well until about 7 that night, when my dad (in his little red car) went over a BIG bump in the road which caused both tires on the right side to go completely flat. We were 2 hours away from Quito, we only had one spare, and we were stranded in the middle of nowhere.
Thankfully, right where we broke down, there was a mechanic (literally just a block away). He helped put the spare on, and then tried to patch one of the tires. When he came back with one of the "patched" tires, he told us that the glue was just not sticking, but that we could make it to the next town and find a mechanic who would have an intertube to put in the tire which would help us make it back to Quito. So we slowly drove (trying to avoid every little bump) to the town only to find that every mechanic there was closed and wouldn't help us. We decided to keep up our slow travels and hopefully make it to Quito on the tire that was barely glued together. We finally made it to Quito (thankfully, because if the tire had completely collapsed my dad would have had to sleep in the car right on the side of the road), and we went to sleep.
It was so good to get home.
|Oh yeah, did I mention it was raining?|
|Poor lil car|
|It was great that we had two cars with us! They gave us light!|