Basilica

Today we went to a huge cathedral in Quito Colonial. It is called the basilica. It was built by one of the previous presidents with the purpose of reaching the heavens. Isn't there a biblical precedent for this?
The building itself is incredible and I greatly enjoyed the views as I slowly climbed higher and higher. I kept expecting to see Quazi Modo. I did not. But, I did climb onto a small ledge that was completely caked with bird poop. It is the little things in life, isn't it? I have some great pictures and even better mental ones.
You may notice the very large clock. I touched the inside of that clock. Part of me wanted to reach out and change the time. I am curious if I can convince the entire country of Ecuador that they are late. Probably not. Then again, they are hispanics and as such, usually late.
I now feel compelled to explain that previous statement because it sounded like a generality and racist. Hispanics are event oriented, where as most North Americans are time oriented. The time that something starts is less important here. There is simply a magic number of people that show up, and when that number is present the event can start. Or maybe, it is the specific people that show up. If this is true, then I am never that specific person that we were waiting for.
Enjoy the basilica!