This is a true story of travel with my indelicate progeny—two daughters of vastly different temperaments. And I, a shallow person, bitter and envious of all I see, lacking in courage but with delusions of grandeur, reluctantly agree to go along. Follow the drama of our insignificant sparring, dueling squabbling, and trivial ponderings from northern Ecuador’s Otavalo markets, to the coastal city of Puerto López, to the southern Sierra’s Cuenca. No huaca (sacred rock) left unturned. (You learn cool new words too.) Ecuadorothy will transport you to another world. Travel with us day and night on adventures, such as: one crabby all night bus ride through Ecuador’s hinterlands, riding horses in a coastal tropical forest (okay, we lasted only ten minutes), a whale-less whale tour, not to mention the sudden onset of market madness (there was no vaccination for this particular fever), and a plethora of hideous hikes from hell. You will not be disappointed—like we were. And in the end, through it all, I truly love my experiences in Latin America.