I took a bus along the beautiful costline of brazil to Paraty, a picturesque little town with laterns and cobblestone-streets that naturally make you slow down if you don't intent to break you ankles - a perfect place for couples and old people : horse-carriages, nice beaches nearby, loads of restaurants and artgaleries- you get the picture....haha! Actually, that was the last place where I took pictures - I headed to Sao Paulo afterwards to catch a flight to LaPaz/Bolivia - the last 2 weeks were a bit of revival and first goodbye to southamerica in one. Returning to colourful, lively bolivia, where loads of people were roaming the nightly streets of LaPaz when I arrived, all those typical bolivian faces. I hurried on to Cuzco / Peru for easter / semana santa. I had most of my meals in the market, sitting at one of those foodstalls between peruvians while I could see "gringos" in the alleyways walking by, carefully holding on to their belongings, trying not to touch anything or be touched by anything while snatching pictures. And all those yummy fruits you could buy there, how I missed that! For easter, there were many processions all around town, there was one procession passing the place were I was staying, and as the family of that place had put up something like a little altar ( like many more along the streets), the procession stopped in front of the house, the "Christ" they were carrying around in a coffin was turned towards the altar and many prayers followed. I also saw lots of parades and lively dances that would have been great photo-opportunities. I left tuesday after easter for a 5 day- bus-odyssey through the whole of Peru and Ecuador again...passing through Lima on the way to catch up with friends, heading on to the dusty north, changing busses for a last time in Peru in the town of Piura, whose busy and chaotic main street made me head right on to the next place the first time I passed there- now it just made me grin, while I tried to cross the street to race to another busterminal. And then, as we turned slowly toward the mountains of Ecuador, the landscape turned green again - and you certainly will never starve on a bus in ecuador, with all those vendors hopping on and off, selling potatochips, fruits, drinks, chococate and all kind of local food- also the people were very friendly and in a good mood, reminding me why ecuador was one of my favorite countries right from the start - I passed through Loja, on to Cuenca and saw many more familiar places on the way to Quito, where I got yesterday evening just in time to have a look over the nightly city from that rooftop-terrace, just as I had on my first evening in southamerica.