My friends, Hank and Marie Groff, escaped their responsibilities in Costa Rica and flew to Ecuador this past week. After two days and nights in the cosmopolitan city of Quito, we journeyed along the line of the equator to the oldest hacienda in the country. Hacienda Guachala stole my heart years ago, and I was pleased to return with my friends.
One’s imagination easily wanders in these fairy-tale gardens, where one wonders what surprise awaits around the next bend. Continue reading