Above: One of the outdated Colombian bills the crooks tricked me with. From 1967! Thursday 7/3/08 Huaquillas, Ecuador My lentil soup was so good and so shockingly meat-free I almost ignored the man to my right who was trying to get my attention. I was on the Ecuador/Peru border in a dusty town swarming with touts, food vendors, money changers, and taxi drivers. Just another guy who wants me to buy something, I thought as I looked down into my bowl. The man persisted. “Sir, sir. Ex