As I sit here, listening to "Papa Americano" and "Loca" and reflect on my time in Ecuador, thousands of images and thoughts rush through my head. I've been gone for 3 months and I've gradually been able to see the changes in my life. The way "Papa Americano" would play every single time we went out to the bars, how annoying it was at the time but how very comforting it feels now. Surprisingly I hear that song often here as well, but it will forever remind me of Whyna or whatever the bar was where they served $1 Cuba Libres (wonderful).
But then thousands of images of scenery I tried not to but took for granted rush through my brain. Even my journey to school was memorable. The way I would greet the bellman in the morning, walk up the hill and slide my feet on the sewers and painted sections along the way. If I was lucky, I could cross Eloy Alfaro and walk down it the whole way to De los Granados. Most days I wasn't so lucky, so I would walk down the sketchy dirt path, looking at the trash along the way and be completely immersed in the smell and filth that came from the diesel exhaust and would stretch the entire road. Men would constantly be hooting and hollering at me, saying "Hola bonita," or "Hola princesa," or my personal favorite "Tss tss tss." People would sell antennas, mandarins, cell phone cases, and any other random household item for a dollar in the middle of the street. Everyday I would see the black man smoking a cigarette sell his newspapers, the nice ladies at their little booth selling everything from crackers and candy to phone minutes. I would hop on one of the big green buses with the men, and occasional woman, yelling "Tumbaco Tumbaco" or "De la Reina del Sol" or other neighboring towns. Some days I would marvel at the scenery- the mountains and the cliffs, the signs, the houses, the colorful buildings, what people were selling that day, if the Hello Kitty bed sold yet (which it did around October because it wasn't there anymore) and knew I was in Ecuador. The best days for going to school were clear days toward the beginning of the trip where I could see Cotopaxi clearly in the distance, as well as the two other mountains- Cayambe and Itchimbimba maybe? Eventually someone would come and grab the random quarter or nickels and dimes I had. Sometimes people would sell mandarins, $1 knock-off DVDs, jewelry and the occasional empanada to the fellow bus riders.
Then I would jump off the bus in Cumbaya, just past the Fybeca drug store, in front of the Supermaxi. Then make my way across the street to the shopping center, which was especially difficult after they set up the traffic light so you had 20 seconds to run across 5 lanes, but always made it. Walked past the taco stand, Bigote (mustache) coffee shop, Banco Pinchincha, the Rastafarians selling various forms of bracelets, and saunter into the paradise which was Universidad San Francisco de Quito. A sort of Laguna Beach, a place that was so luxurious buried within the mountains and poverty of the rest of the country. It is the only liberal arts university in Ecuador, has the largest library (2 small floors) and is the most expensive, so only the very rich can go there. I can probably speak for everyone who went there that the academic side of USFQ was not nearly as demanding as our universities in the USA, even with the language barrier.
These small details are so rich and inviting, even after being away for so long. Simply going to school was an adventure. What a way to live.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Montanita
This weekend we decided to go to the hippie beach town of Montanita. Took a night bus which wasn't a bad way to spend a night since I just sleep on buses anyway to try to not have motion sickness. Basically all we did was sit on the beach, the gross beach with LOTS of creepers creeping. We also rode the waves. First time I've been to a beach with surfers everywhere. Or been body surfing in such powerful waves. But it was incredible.
I would go out in the water. First of all, salt water is not enjoyable, sorry to say. But anyway, the waves were the biggest I've ever ridden. Some were a good 5 feet above the water line. Waited for a while for a good wave to pass by, then would ride it. Never got super far, but got super torn up and flipped around by those waves. My hair suffocated me multiple times and I would come up, gasping for air, and a wave would come and smack me in the face. Good times.
We stayed in Montanita for a few days then Friday morning 4 of us decided to take a plane back to have more time in Quito. So we got to the airport, found the cheapest flight ($80 ugh) and checked in, ate some sketchy Chinese food, went through security where I had to check a bag because I forgot I had a Swiss Army Knife in my bag. My bad... Haha. Waited around for a bit, looking for Gate 4 but it had a different airline completely on the TV behind it. We asked Gate 4 where our plane was, they told us to go to Gate 3. Went to Gate 3, they told us to go back to 4. Confusion. Basically what happened was there wasn't a plane for us, a physical actual plane was not to be found. So instead of leaving at 3, having a 30 minute flight and getting home by 4, we left Guayaquil around 5- finally. Got on the plane, flew for a while, then the pilot came on the microphone and said "Due to bad weather in Quito, the airport is closed until at least 6pm. We're going to turn back to Guayaquil now." It was 5:20 at this point. So that's what we did. Then we sat in the Guayaquil airport for hours, eating overpriced Chex Mix and waited until about 9 when we finally got to leave. Needless to say, if we had just taken a bus, we would have gotten back half an hour before we did via plane, for about an eighth of the price. Good times.
And I got lots of weird bites all over my face. My face looks like a pepperoni pizza with all the bites/zits going on. Not pleased.
Oh well. Ecuastyle.
I would go out in the water. First of all, salt water is not enjoyable, sorry to say. But anyway, the waves were the biggest I've ever ridden. Some were a good 5 feet above the water line. Waited for a while for a good wave to pass by, then would ride it. Never got super far, but got super torn up and flipped around by those waves. My hair suffocated me multiple times and I would come up, gasping for air, and a wave would come and smack me in the face. Good times.
We stayed in Montanita for a few days then Friday morning 4 of us decided to take a plane back to have more time in Quito. So we got to the airport, found the cheapest flight ($80 ugh) and checked in, ate some sketchy Chinese food, went through security where I had to check a bag because I forgot I had a Swiss Army Knife in my bag. My bad... Haha. Waited around for a bit, looking for Gate 4 but it had a different airline completely on the TV behind it. We asked Gate 4 where our plane was, they told us to go to Gate 3. Went to Gate 3, they told us to go back to 4. Confusion. Basically what happened was there wasn't a plane for us, a physical actual plane was not to be found. So instead of leaving at 3, having a 30 minute flight and getting home by 4, we left Guayaquil around 5- finally. Got on the plane, flew for a while, then the pilot came on the microphone and said "Due to bad weather in Quito, the airport is closed until at least 6pm. We're going to turn back to Guayaquil now." It was 5:20 at this point. So that's what we did. Then we sat in the Guayaquil airport for hours, eating overpriced Chex Mix and waited until about 9 when we finally got to leave. Needless to say, if we had just taken a bus, we would have gotten back half an hour before we did via plane, for about an eighth of the price. Good times.
And I got lots of weird bites all over my face. My face looks like a pepperoni pizza with all the bites/zits going on. Not pleased.
Oh well. Ecuastyle.
The 12 days near Christmas
On the first day near Christmas, my mother comes to town. I will see people off who I may never see again but hope to at some point during this crazy life.
On the second day near Christmas, I show her around Quito, meet my friends, spend lots of time together
On the third day near Christmas, more tours of Ecuador, and it’s Family Quiz Night. Last night all together SUPER BITTERSWEET
On the fourth day near Christmas, I LEAVE FOR THE GALAPAGOS ISLANDS. it’s only been my dream since i was 10 to go there. flight#3 of the 7 I’ll do in a week.
On the fifth day near Christmas, we spend time touring islands, snorkeling, getting tan, living the dream, looking at iguanas and blue footed boobies and finches and giant tortoises.
On the sixth day near Christmas, it’s my birthday! No longer will be a teenager. But I get to spend it at the Darwin Center being a nerd so it’s worth it. Get to see Lonesome George that day DREAM COME TRUE. hope he lives.
On the seventh day near Christmas, it is Christmas! Spent on Santa Cruz exploring and enjoying the warmth. But I have to say goodbye to Jeff that day. mehhhh.
On the eighth day near Christmas, return to Quito, flight # 4 of 7 for the week, say goodbye to my host family and spend my last night in Ecuador.
On the ninth day near Christmas, I GET TO GO HOME!!! not excited about flights 5-7 of the week when it’s high holiday travel. but that’s okay. I get to see snow and freeze my ass off and have a grand ol’ time.
On the tenth day near Christmas, I will go shopping and spend time with my family. Probably have Christmas celebrations. It will be splendid.
On the eleventh day near Christmas, more family time, breakfast club reunion.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, I will ponder the spelling of ‘twelfth’ and throw a baby shower for my sister because I’m SO EXCITED FOR HER BABY TO COME but have no idea how to throw a baby shower.
atypical like my life. busy. absolutely amazing. living the wavy life and the dream as my pal will would say.
On the second day near Christmas, I show her around Quito, meet my friends, spend lots of time together
On the third day near Christmas, more tours of Ecuador, and it’s Family Quiz Night. Last night all together SUPER BITTERSWEET
On the fourth day near Christmas, I LEAVE FOR THE GALAPAGOS ISLANDS. it’s only been my dream since i was 10 to go there. flight#3 of the 7 I’ll do in a week.
On the fifth day near Christmas, we spend time touring islands, snorkeling, getting tan, living the dream, looking at iguanas and blue footed boobies and finches and giant tortoises.
On the sixth day near Christmas, it’s my birthday! No longer will be a teenager. But I get to spend it at the Darwin Center being a nerd so it’s worth it. Get to see Lonesome George that day DREAM COME TRUE. hope he lives.
On the seventh day near Christmas, it is Christmas! Spent on Santa Cruz exploring and enjoying the warmth. But I have to say goodbye to Jeff that day. mehhhh.
On the eighth day near Christmas, return to Quito, flight # 4 of 7 for the week, say goodbye to my host family and spend my last night in Ecuador.
On the ninth day near Christmas, I GET TO GO HOME!!! not excited about flights 5-7 of the week when it’s high holiday travel. but that’s okay. I get to see snow and freeze my ass off and have a grand ol’ time.
On the tenth day near Christmas, I will go shopping and spend time with my family. Probably have Christmas celebrations. It will be splendid.
On the eleventh day near Christmas, more family time, breakfast club reunion.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, I will ponder the spelling of ‘twelfth’ and throw a baby shower for my sister because I’m SO EXCITED FOR HER BABY TO COME but have no idea how to throw a baby shower.
atypical like my life. busy. absolutely amazing. living the wavy life and the dream as my pal will would say.
One week left!
So much has happened in the past month or so. Finished up classes/still have to correct a project to "comply with the objectives" or something of the assignment and make it perfect. I guess I could be doing that right now but don't really want to. My grades are a lot better than I thought they would be- definitely a good feeling, but I still might get straight B's. Oh well.
My uncle Dave found out last week that he has pancreatic cancer, one of the worst kinds of cancer to treat, and it's spreading to his liver and to all his organs. He decided not to do chemo because it wouldn't buy him much time. So instead he's going to live his life to the fullest for about a month, travel to visit my aunt and uncle who live in the Florida Keys so he can enjoy himself for a month or so and then his body will attack itself and he'll be in too much pain to continue on so he'll have a few months of suffering. Basically he has 3-6 months to live. Such a weird thing. I've never had someone this close to me on the verge of death/die. It's especially weird just hearing about everything over skype or the phone and not actually being there. He's trying to be positive and just live as long as he can fight. Guess that's all anyone can do.
Last night was the last night of all my friends all together. We went out and got pizza at El Hornero- our favorite/the cheapest pizza for good reason, but it's a tradition. Then went to our favorite bar, Finn McCools for drinks, foosball, and just great company. Definitely bittersweet. But our favorite song came on at the end of the night to dance to- Learn to Fly by the Foo Fighters so we just danced our hearts out, said our goodbye's/see you laters and left. Everyone is excited and ready to go home but we'll never be all together again. I'm one of the last to leave which is always strange. I haven't cried yet but my closest friends haven't left yet, well Jessie and Ben did but I know I'll see them. Valerie does tomorrow. Have to say goodbye to Meaghan on Wednesday and Jeff on Saturday. Jeff's going to be the hardest. Don't want to think about it.
But on a brighter note, my mom comes in tonight! We'll be touring Quito (what we're doing I have no clue) and then go to the Galapagos on Wednesday until Sunday and home on Monday. I'm so excited. I've wanted to visit the Galapagos since I was 10 or so. Dreams come true!
My uncle Dave found out last week that he has pancreatic cancer, one of the worst kinds of cancer to treat, and it's spreading to his liver and to all his organs. He decided not to do chemo because it wouldn't buy him much time. So instead he's going to live his life to the fullest for about a month, travel to visit my aunt and uncle who live in the Florida Keys so he can enjoy himself for a month or so and then his body will attack itself and he'll be in too much pain to continue on so he'll have a few months of suffering. Basically he has 3-6 months to live. Such a weird thing. I've never had someone this close to me on the verge of death/die. It's especially weird just hearing about everything over skype or the phone and not actually being there. He's trying to be positive and just live as long as he can fight. Guess that's all anyone can do.
Last night was the last night of all my friends all together. We went out and got pizza at El Hornero- our favorite/the cheapest pizza for good reason, but it's a tradition. Then went to our favorite bar, Finn McCools for drinks, foosball, and just great company. Definitely bittersweet. But our favorite song came on at the end of the night to dance to- Learn to Fly by the Foo Fighters so we just danced our hearts out, said our goodbye's/see you laters and left. Everyone is excited and ready to go home but we'll never be all together again. I'm one of the last to leave which is always strange. I haven't cried yet but my closest friends haven't left yet, well Jessie and Ben did but I know I'll see them. Valerie does tomorrow. Have to say goodbye to Meaghan on Wednesday and Jeff on Saturday. Jeff's going to be the hardest. Don't want to think about it.
But on a brighter note, my mom comes in tonight! We'll be touring Quito (what we're doing I have no clue) and then go to the Galapagos on Wednesday until Sunday and home on Monday. I'm so excited. I've wanted to visit the Galapagos since I was 10 or so. Dreams come true!
Monday, December 13, 2010
2 weeks left
Today marks my day with 2 weeks left in Ecuador. I cannot believe it. People are starting to leave and have already left, and I read their facebook status's about being home and it's so weird! The first month or so was really slow. Lots of new things. Lots of places to go. The language was overwhelming and everything was brand new. But once I got into the swing of things, everything has flown by. Especially the last month. I haven't done anything too substantial. No crazy journeys to the jungle, only one trip out of Quito to Otavalo for the 3rd time haha but other than that just lots of Quito time. I feel really comfortable here. I still am cautious when I know I have something valuable on me. I actually brought my laptop to school today to take an exam. But I've just learned that being street smart is just being aware of your surroundings, knowing what you have to lose, and keeping it safe. Blending in is the best way to do that, even though whenever we walk around, we always talk loudly in English which draws attention but we're normally fine.
I'm done with my semester! As of about 10 minutes ago I turned in my last paper and can fully enjoy the rest of my time here. Not that I didn't fully enjoy my time thus far, but I don't have any schoolwork left. Definitely the worst semester thus far as for my grades. Hopefully it doesn't matter too much, I think only one matters for grades for my GPA and the others will show up on my transcripts and hopefully won't matter too much. The learning I've done since I've been here has been amazing and I'm sure it'll reveal itself to me in the upcoming months and years. More about taht when I get home. I still have 2 weeks.
Plans for the next 2 weeks:
Leave tonight at 10pm for Montanita. The hippie beach.
Return Fridayish sometime.
Hang out with everyone on Saturday before most people leave Sunday
Mom comes Sunday night.
Monday hang out with Mom and my friend Jeff and his family
Tuesday do the same
Wednesday head for the Galapagos until Sunday!!!!!!!!
Monday the 27th head home.
I didn't think I'd be this ready to go home and this excited for Mom to come down. Thanksgiving was rough because all my family was together and I couldn't be there. So I'm incredibly glad she's going to be here. I've never ever spent a birthday or Christmas away from my mother. How many people can say that? Very few.
The next two weeks will be filled with all sorts of emotions. Excitement for Mom to come and to go back to the States. Sad to leave these wonderful people I've met from my friends to my host family. Scared and curious for the future. Pure joy to go to the Galapagos. Probably many more I'm forgetting. But I'm going to live it up!
I'm done with my semester! As of about 10 minutes ago I turned in my last paper and can fully enjoy the rest of my time here. Not that I didn't fully enjoy my time thus far, but I don't have any schoolwork left. Definitely the worst semester thus far as for my grades. Hopefully it doesn't matter too much, I think only one matters for grades for my GPA and the others will show up on my transcripts and hopefully won't matter too much. The learning I've done since I've been here has been amazing and I'm sure it'll reveal itself to me in the upcoming months and years. More about taht when I get home. I still have 2 weeks.
Plans for the next 2 weeks:
Leave tonight at 10pm for Montanita. The hippie beach.
Return Fridayish sometime.
Hang out with everyone on Saturday before most people leave Sunday
Mom comes Sunday night.
Monday hang out with Mom and my friend Jeff and his family
Tuesday do the same
Wednesday head for the Galapagos until Sunday!!!!!!!!
Monday the 27th head home.
I didn't think I'd be this ready to go home and this excited for Mom to come down. Thanksgiving was rough because all my family was together and I couldn't be there. So I'm incredibly glad she's going to be here. I've never ever spent a birthday or Christmas away from my mother. How many people can say that? Very few.
The next two weeks will be filled with all sorts of emotions. Excitement for Mom to come and to go back to the States. Sad to leave these wonderful people I've met from my friends to my host family. Scared and curious for the future. Pure joy to go to the Galapagos. Probably many more I'm forgetting. But I'm going to live it up!
Friday, December 3, 2010
Lady Guaguas and Fiestas de Quito
Tuesday night was quiz night. Our teams won 1st place (Lady GuaGuas) and 3rd place (The Pinchinchillas) so we had to have our prizes. 3rd place got a pitcher of beer to drink. 1st got $50 behind the bar to be used by Monday. So last night we went to use the 1st place prize, during happy hour. Lots of cuba libres were had. But this week is also Fiestas de Quito which are celebrations of the foundation of Quito as a city. We were told they were really dangerous. We just didn't expect them to be as dangerous as they got. Inside Finn McCools, we were fine. Had some creepers creeping but nothing out of the ordinary. We left at one point to go dancing at another bar. One girl from our group had gotten completely wasted so we took care of her, but there was a lot of other activity going on so there were NO cabs around. What other activity, may you ask? Well, we walked and saw a crowd of people, mostly police officers which didnt make sense. But there were 5ish people laying on the ground, hands on their heads, with masked gunmen pointing their guns at the people. I have never seen this in real life. It was scary. But we stayed and watched, I don't know if it was real or what was going on but it was mildly terrifying. Went back to Finns for safety, left, got home safe with a really nice cab driver. I get up this morning and see that two of my friends got mugged- like thrown on a wall as the robbers dug through their pockets for money.
I knew Quito was a dangerous city, but didn't really see things in real life until today. I just want to stay home now, or stay in super safe locations. Hopefully I can find these locations to stay.
I knew Quito was a dangerous city, but didn't really see things in real life until today. I just want to stay home now, or stay in super safe locations. Hopefully I can find these locations to stay.
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