I'm in Puerto Quito now, getting fully moved into a new cement house for a couple of weeks. The house is owned by the Franciscan sisters here. My next door neighbors got their house through the sisters' efforts. There's a single mom, with her 3 disabled daughters, plus another daughter and a son. Three of the daughters have their own kids, so there are about 8 little kids going about. I got a picture once when I coralled them into the back of the jeep. They are awesome kids!

Here's the picture of the house I'm settling into for a few weeks:

There's not always running water, but I have a water tank that I use for washing, like an outdoor shower.

My first night there, I was reading in a chair and falling asleep, when I felt something squishy land on the back of my neck. I found out later it was this guy. But he died the next day, after he fell from the ceiling again and landed on the cement floor ...

Here are some more early pictures of the inside. There's a kitchen, two bedrooms (though one doesn't have windows), and a living room. The bathroom is outside, with a toilet and shower (though with the water situation, showers are rare).