just some nomads

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Thursday, January 24, 2008

The last of Ecuador

I pick flowers everyday for my sister and friends.


This is camping one night all the mesquitoes. Here is the proof.

And another flat

This one in the middle of a bridge

I also had to get my wheel fixed


A cattle drive, down the middle of the panamerican highway


The last sunset

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