Take a good, long look:
Look fun? Inviting? Like something you'd care to do? Well, if you enjoy breathtaking heights, breathtaking views, or breath-freshening mints, then the Teleferico in Quito is the place for you! (Okay, liking mints is not a prerequisite for this place, even though you are in a small, confined cable car with several other people for twenty minutes where fresh breath is important!)
The Teleferico is a gondola lift that runs up the peak of Pichincha, a volcano overshadowing the bustling, high-altitude city of Quito. It's a twenty minute ride and, honestly, I wish the cars would move a little faster––now wouldn't that be fun?! :D
About halfway through the ride, we slipped into the clouds and found ourselves surrounded by swirling, undulating gray and white. A little disconcerting, a little cool, a little like a scene from Jurassic Park.
The clouds ended just at the top of the peak and the end of the ride. Now, this place is a major workout for your lungs. Once you step out of the gently-moving cabin, you'll discover that ordinary activity requires a great deal more effort than you've previously experienced. Walking up the slope here leaves you feeling about as agile and energetic as Jabba the Hut.
This quiet shack looks down on Quito's skyscrapers
Oh, just another llama. #nbd
Welcome to the top of the world! You've now gone from over 10,000 ft. to nearly 13,000 ft. It's cold and blasted by a brittle wind. No trees grow here. Nothing lives up here beyond a few birds and Emperor Kuzko's cousin. In the little fog-shrouded gift shop you can find a flavored oxygen bar to help you get some breath back. You can also find some breath mints, in case you forgot those.
Whether you wish to feel invigorated, uplifted, or just plain "fuzzy," we have the stuff for you!
We spent a couple hours wandering the grassy landscape (taking several shameless breaks to stop and catch our breath). Eventually, the clouds began to thin and a sweeping view below was unveiled, the skyscrapers of Quito on one side of the peak, the rugged Andes on the other.
When the time came to head back down, we complied––a little eager to no longer feel like a herd of slugs sans lungs––but the hour we spent up above the clouds was an hour spent in a different world. A world, far, far removed from any place I'd ever been.