The saga of the strike continued when I arrived at Heathrow at 4.30am as I didn't realise that the connection from Terminal 3 to 4 was by the underground which of course wasn't working due to industrial action. Ahhh! Fortunately there was a National Express coach going to Brighton, which was calling at the other terminals and the driver kindly gave me a lift.
But here I am in Quito after a very long flight via Amsterdam. This is the view from my bedroom window. The higher mountains are shrouded in cloud but I hope to get a good view over the next couple of days. Just managed this photo before darkness descended.