Day 289 - Chavin de Huantar
16 Şubat 1975, Peru
We began to climb over the Cordillera Negra. As we already knew, the road was under construction and partly tricky and slow to drive. After a high pass, we descended into the Huaraz Valley and turnedOkumaya devam et
Day 290 - Rescued 2x
17 Şubat 1975, Peru
The car wouldn't start this morning. But the ignition light was on, meaning it wasn't a dead battery. What was I supposed to do? We are stuck in this dry creek bed miles away from a mechanic shop.Okumaya devam et
Day 291 - Laguna Llanganuco
18 Şubat 1975, Peru ⋅ ☀️ 52 °F
(Ursula) The entire Huaraz Valley, all the way to Chimbote, suffered a strong earthquake four years ago. Most houses collapsed or were left with large cracks. Some survived but still, look crooked.Okumaya devam et
Day 292 - Huallanca
19 Şubat 1975, Peru
I checked the brakes this morning before the steep downhill drive to the buried village of Yungay.
We had an interesting conversation at the memorial with a surviving farmer who had lost his houseOkumaya devam et
Day 293 - Sechín
20 Şubat 1975, Peru
This morning, I noticed an oil leak under the engine.
Upon closer examination, I noticed a piece of the engine block (cast aluminum) was cracked. It was right next to the oil drain plug that gave usOkumaya devam et
Day 294 - Chimbote
21 Şubat 1975, Peru
(Ursula) The archeological site Cerro Sechín was built around 1,600 BC. It is believed to have been the capital of the Sechín culture.
Its temple was a heap of rubble but had over 150 large rockOkumaya devam et
Day 295 - Chan Chan, Trujillo
22 Şubat 1975, Peru ⋅ ☁️ 82 °F
Today was a busy day.
We visited Chan Chan and Citadela Tschudi, named after a Swiss naturalist who excavated part of the Archeological site. It was built by the Chimú culture in 900AD and laterOkumaya devam et
Day 298 - Talara
24 Şubat 1975, Peru
I had to frequent the men’s room several times during the night. Not sure what I ate that may have caused the problem, but I felt better in the morning.
Ursula is busy mending her blue jeans, andOkumaya devam et
Day 300 - Tendales, Ecuador
25 Şubat 1975, Ekvador
Today we crossed the border into Ecuador without any difficulties. And with that, the climate and landscape changed to tropical-humid.
We drove past endless banana and sugarcane plantations. InOkumaya devam et
Day 301 - Cuenca
26 Şubat 1975, Ekvador
Before leaving this morning, we cleaned the inside of our "house" to look more presentable.
Then the road climbed into the Cordillera Negra. The deeper we drove into the mountains, the worse theOkumaya devam et
Day 302 - Cuenca
27 Şubat 1975, Ekvador
(Ursula) This morning, Heinz exchanged Dollars for Sucres on the black market. According to the radio, rain was again in the forecast for the afternoon.
We took advantage of the no-rain window toOkumaya devam et
Day 303 - Leaving Cuenca
28 Şubat 1975, Ekvador
We drove for nine long hours down Route #582 from the mountains toward Guayaquil.
The journey was challenging—drizzling rain, thick fog, and at times, almost zero visibility. Some sections of theOkumaya devam et
Day 305 - Guayaquil
1 Mart 1975, Ekvador
We arrived in Guayaquil, crossing an impressive multi-lane toll bridge into the bustling port city. The heat and humidity were intense—just driving had sweat trickling down my back.
Finding theOkumaya devam et
Day 306 - Guayaquil
2 Mart 1975, Ekvador ⋅ ☁️ 82 °F
(Ursula) Sleeping was a nightmare!
A mosquito tormented me all night, buzzing around my ears just as I was about to drift off. And it wasn’t just the noise—they bit too! Somehow, despite ourOkumaya devam et
Day 307 - Guayaquil
3 Mart 1975, Ekvador
(Ursula) We got up early and headed to the city.
Citibank wasn’t represented in Guayaquil, but we could withdraw money from our Swiss bank account. Heinz even got some of it paid out in US$, whichOkumaya devam et
Day 308 - Guayaquil
4 Mart 1975, Ekvador
It’s raining again, and so far, there’s been no interest in our camper—frustrating, to say the least.
But then came an even bigger shock. While checking our passports, I realized that our NewOkumaya devam et
Day 309 - Guano & Saquisili
5 Mart 1975, Ekvador
We stopped at the post office to drop off the mail, then drove toward Quito.
A nicely paved road led into the mountains, where we were greeted on and off with slight rain. After Riobamba, we visitedOkumaya devam et
Day 310 - Quito
6 Mart 1975, Ekvador
The Saquisili market was authentic and well worth seeing.
It is primarily where farmers trade and sell their goods, rather than just vendors selling souvenirs to tourists. And it was spread overOkumaya devam et
Day 311 - Quito
7 Mart 1975, Ekvador
With our future plans suddenly up in the air, we’ve started considering the idea of returning to Switzerland after this trip to start a family.
One possibility is to drive to Venezuela and take aOkumaya devam et
Day 314 - Quito
10 Mart 1975, Ekvador
The climate in Quito is refreshingly cool and dry, with brief daily evening showers. Nights can get chilly, dropping into the 40s°F, but overall, it’s pretty comfortable. Behind the school whereOkumaya devam et
Day 315 - Otavalo
11 Mart 1975, Ekvador
This morning, we set out to visit the Indio Market in Otavalo—a vibrant, bustling place filled with colors, sounds, and plenty of tourists.
The men selling goods wore traditional white trousersOkumaya devam et
Day 317 - Quito
13 Mart 1975, Ekvador
March 12th – A Rainy Day at the Humboldt School
Today wasn’t ideal for traveling! Gray skies and drizzle kept us mostly inside the camper. Two more campers arrived at the Humboldt School, bothOkumaya devam et
Day 318 - Cayambe
14 Mart 1975, Ekvador
March 14th – A Carpet, Cheese & Unexpected Encounters
(Ursula) Right after breakfast, we made our way back to the Olga Fisch store in Quito. I had spotted a stunning handwoven Inca-patterned rugOkumaya devam et
Day 319 - Otavalo again
15 Mart 1975, Ekvador
(Ursula) Today we showed Gregor & Ellen the Otavalo Indio Market (although we have already seen it earlier). They also liked it very much.
Gregor bought a pair of earrings and a brooch for EllenOkumaya devam et
Day 320 - Cayambe
16 Mart 1975, Ekvador
March 15th – Fishing Adventures & a Mountain Camp
We spent hours driving through the countryside between Ibarra and Otavalo, searching for the perfect fishing spot. Streams, rivers, lakes, andOkumaya devam et

































































