Choco – At Choco, the road up the mountain finally breaks across the ridge and reveals the ranges beyond. It's the beginning of the true Andes and life here is hard. And even in the middle of summer the nights are brutally cold. The men drink unfiltered sugar cane whiskey at night to fend off the cold and look at the chill of the morning with bleary red eyes. The women walk through town quietly spinning thread for new blankets needed to ward off the cold and rain.