We can walk down a shepherd’s path from our campsite to Otavalo in a little over 30 minutes and realize it’s becoming a regular commute. We’re running errands, buying stamps and cleaning supplies, cooking meals, sending emails from town – not so different than the people we pass on the colorful streets. We know it’s different than belonging and that we’ll never blend in. But traveling this way at least resets your internal clock to something approaching local time.
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