martes, 27 de octubre de 2009

Back to business.

Officially past the halfway mark.

Various things I miss: my car, real milk, walking around without getting stared at, my UConn library, a real cell phone plan versus having to buy credit that gets used up unbelievably fast, and good reliable internet.

Things I love about Quito and Ecuador in general:

- Buses. The buses are hilarious. There are three lines that go North-South, have set stops and separate lanes like trolleys. These can be convenient when the city is gridlocked from 5-7 p.m., but they are usually really crowded and harbor more pickpockets. The other buses have set routes but they only stop if you flag them down like a taxi, and you have to yell to the driver when you want to get off and hope they feel like stopping. People are always hopping on and off selling snacks, lottery tickets, candy, CDs, etc. I love the bus.

- Parque Metropolitano. This park used to be an hacienda (ranch) in northeast Quito, on a hill a few blocks from my house. It reminds me of Mansfield Hollow without the water. It's bigger than Central Park, with hundreds of paths crisscrossing through a eucalyptus forest and great views of the city. My friend Amelia and I "run" there on the weekends, usually get our butts kicked by the altitude and end up walking instead. It's easy to forget you're in a huge capital city. There are even people who live in a small community there because they lived on the hacienda, so it's not weird to see a herd of alpacas walking around.

- Talking to cab drivers. Most of them think I'm hilarious =)

- Chifles (plantain chips), 10 cent BonIce (similar to Flavor Ice pops), tostado (roasted corn snack), avocados with everything, popcorn in soup (instead of crackers..try it, it's good!), fresh fruit and juice, plantains in every form possible, $3 lunches that include soup, a main dish, juice, and dessert, shwarma, colada morada and guaguas de pan: a delicious thick cider-type drink made with pineapple, blackberries, and a bunch of other fruit made during October, especially for Día de Difuntos on November 2nd. Guaguas de pan are sweet doll-shaped bread.

- Night Life. Trying to explain our U.S./CT nightlife is always funny..because here when they go out, they go to discotecas or salsa bars to DANCE. Trying to explain what we do at home.
"Well we usually just go to parties at peoples houses..and kind of hang around and play drinking games..I swear it's not as boring as it sounds...sometimes we dance..but to hip hop..."
**Confused look** "How do you dance to THAT?!"
I love going out here although I miss a good house party now and then. It is a lot of fun to go out dancing because everyone has a good time. If I had a dollar for every time a guy told me he could teach me to dance salsa..let's just say I'd be riding the bus for free for a very long time. And no, I can't do it. Always fun to try however, and to watch the crazy Latinos doing what they do best.

- Seeing someone in the street or at the bar who I know - gringo or ecua, I get so excited!

- Picking up slang & dialect words

- Learning random things in class then observing them in action in the streets

- Having five dollars in my pocket and knowi ng I can eat and get where I need to go without a problem. It's funny how cheap we've all gotten here, like "Hey, do you have that quarter you owe me?" This is why I haven't sent any post cards - $2 goes a long way. Unless of course you're buying technology or clothing. If it's not alpaca, it's imported.


I got reproached by a few readers since it's been a week or two but like I've said before, I got STUFF to do! We stayed in Quito the past two weekends, went out a lot, shopped, did some homework...nothing too crazy. One day a few friends and I went to Cotopaxi National Park, about an hour away (or three if you don't ask the driver to stop at the right place and have to take a bus back to where you're supposed to go..oops!) home to the biggest active volcano in the world. We hired a guide to take us through the surrounding park to Cotopaxi then hiked up to the refuge at 4800 meters, almost 16,000 feet. The weather was changing like crazy, from rain and hail as we were driving, to clouds then sun as we climbed up. When the clouds cleared the view of the summit was really, really cool. If you want to summit, you have to spend part of the night in the refuge, leave at midnight and climb with ice picks and other crazy gear. It was nice to get out of the city for a day and wear my $2.50 wool hat from the artisan market in Quito =)

This week: Amelia (also repping CT) turns 21, followed by a trip to the Galapagos. I'm a tiny bit disappointed to be missing an overnight field trip with my Andean culture class to a shaman ceremony..but Galapagos trumps all.

martes, 13 de octubre de 2009

Amazon Trail

Back from the Oriente..alive!

Friday morning we hopped on a 30 minute flight to Coca, which is a gateway town to the Amazon region. From the window of the plane I got my first view of the rain forest. It was incredible; I've never seen such a vast stretch of untouched land before.

The climate was drastically different as soon as we landed in Coca - around 80 degrees and extremely humid. My friend from Alabama felt right at home. We took a 10 minute bus ride to a hotel on the Napo River where our first boat was taking off. As we were loading up into our narrow, open-sided motorboat with two rows of chairs, I got a glimpse of a river dolphin! It wasn't pink sadly but it was really cool. We were on that boat for two hours heading down the Napo, which feeds from the Amazon River. It was a relaxing, breezy ride with jungle on both sides and the occasional canoe or group of people on shore who would wave.

We arrived at the entrance to Block 16, controlled by the Repsol petroleum company. Here we had to pass through a security check then board a chiva bus (not the discoteca kind) for two more hours. From there, we got into a second boat on the Tiputini river, which is about the size of the Shetucket or Willimantic River but murky brown and with a much faster current. Two hours downstream, and we arrived at the Tiputini Biodiversity Station run by Universidad de San Francisco de Quito, with which IES is associated.

The station is very basic. The dock leads up the riverbank to a kitchen attached to an open dining area, and a series of paths from there lead to an air-conditioned library/lab building and further to the little cabins we stayed in. The electricity is run by a gas generator so they only use it for two 3-hour periods each day, except the library which always has power. The water comes from the river and goes through a purification system so it's all potable.

We got to Tiputini in time for dinner then listened to a presentation about wildlife in Yasuni reserve. The station has a series of cameras throughout the jungle that are activated by heat and motion sensors, so the researchers can track different animals. It was really cool to see the wildlife that was surrounding the station, especially the really evasive animals like deer species and wild dog. Out of 20,000 photos some species were only caught once or twice. We were all exhausted and ready for bed at 9:30 when the electricity turned off. We were 6 hours deep into the jungle, and it was awesome.

Saturday breakfast was at 6:30 am. Then we put on our big rubber jungle boots and grouped up with guides to head out. My group hiked with our guide, Ramiro, to bridges way up above the canopy. We had to wear harnesses because the bridges were pretty rickety (built by BU researchers, so we trusted them anyway!) As soon as we got to the top, we saw two scarlet macaws fly by. That was when I realized I was IN the Amazon. They're bright red parrots with colorful tails and always travel in pairs, and are really amazing to see next to all the green. One of the platforms connecting the bridges had an aluminum ladder up to a higher platform. This was a scary climb, especially in clumsy boots when the ladder got shaky near the top. It was worth it though, especially because some yellow parrots camped out on top for a while. This was precisely the moment when my camera stopped working! I was so mad - really, you break now??? It ended up being nice to not have to worry about taking pictures all day and just enjoy looking around, but I'm disappointed I have to steal my friends' photos instead. Anyway, the canopy was awesome aside from the vicious little ants that kept biting us.

After that we hiked further with Ramiro, and saw another pair of macaws much closer. They were definitely my favorite animal of the trip. Ramiro was so smart, and kept coming out with crazy animal sounds. We saw three species of monkeys, and got to watch them climb around the trees. It's WAY cool to see them doing their thing in the wild. We saw peccary and tapir tracks, and some intense insects like military ants that followed one another in a perfect line, a huge centipede, and these nasty flies that bite you and lay their eggs under your skin..seriously.

After four hours of hiking we were sweaty and exhausted. The humidity was much worse than the hottest day in CT in summer, and there isn't too much breeze to be found. I passed out on the tile floor of the library until our second hike. This time Ramiro took us on another path that led to a small lake. At one point he stopped and started poking at a leaf that was folded over on itself, and a big fuzzy tarantula crawled out. At the lake, we climbed into a very narrow canoe meant for 5 people - and there were seven of us. Gloria and I could not stop laughing at the situation, because we were clearly much lower in the muddy water than we should have been and any shift of weight sent the canoe listing to one side or the other. Of course laughing just made it more unsteady, especially at one point when we got caught on a log under the water. This was while Ramiro was paddling around and telling us about the piranhas and anacondas living there. I think that was the most terrified I've been in Ecuador so far - really! Murky jungle water scares me like no other.

There was a group of film students from USFQ who came to the station with us to make a documentary about Tiputini. They were friendly and very excited about their film but they got really pushy and annoying on the hikes. Every time there was an animal or something interesting the camera guy had to shove ahead and get the best shot - we were all ready to knock them off the canopy by the end.

We survived the canoe ride, a strenuous stair climb into a wooden observation tower over the canopy, and a (larger) canoe ride back to the station. Ecuador was playing Uruguay that night so they dragged the TV out to the dining room so everyone could watch. It was so funny because we were basically watching TV outside, with bats swooping in and out of the roof. Ecuador totally blew it. They scored and everyone went nuts, until Uruguay scored less than a minute later. Shameful. Uruguay ended up winning on a penalty kick right at the end. Later that night we went on a boat ride to look for caimans, a small type of alligator/crocodile. We saw a few but again the film crew was incredibly annoying. They got mad at us for talking too loudly when we sat for 10 minutes so they could film one caiman that wasn't even moving or anything, when we could have been going further up the river to look for more.

After breakfast Sunday we went out on another early morning hike where we saw a lot of Wooly Monkeys gallivanting through the trees, some kind of snake, some frogs including one called a BUFO!!!, and more bugs (not to mention the ones constantly buzzing around our heads.) Ramiro showed us some crazy trees too. One of them starts its roots at the top of another tree carried by birds or the wind, grows down and plants into the ground, then slowly grows up around the original tree until it takes over and the tree dies. Another one sheds its bark every few months so any threatening vines or other life forms can't harm it. Another called the Walking Palm constantly grows new roots to one side so it appears to be moving. We climbed the highest observation tower (140 feet or so) which was like the most B.A. tree house ever. On our way back to the station we ate some ants that taste like lemon.

That afternoon everyone got into the boat to head down the river, where they let the crazy American students jump out to float down the Tiputini in life jackets. This water is so brown and muddy you can't see six inches, hiding a myriad of creatures I don't even want to know about. I obviously wasn't about to stay on the boat so I went overboard. The current was very strong under the surface so even if you swam hard upstream you barely made any progress. We floated for an hour or so, luckily from my fetal position I didn't brush against anything unknown like some friends did. I was talking to one of the guides after we got back on the boat and he said we definitely passed over several anacondas...eek.

I was sad to leave Tiputini the next day. I woke up early every day and sat by the river before breakfast to look at the water and listen to the rain forest sounds. I wish I could have camped out in the canopy for an entire day to see what animals would show up. I told the cooks I didn't want to leave and they promised I could come back and wash dishes to earn my stay. I loved being so immersed in the jungle far away from civilization, even the bugs and humidity didn't bother me after the first day. It was genuinely upsetting to see the oil companies on our way back and evidence of the forest being cleared for farming or building. The situation in Ecuador looks hopeless. The country depends on petroleum as a primary export, and they can't afford to just stop exploiting it for rainforest conservation. The remaining oil reserves will only last another decade, so either way Ecua is pretty much screwed until they figure out some way to re-figure the export economy and develop industry. It sucks that the rainforest is going to deal with the consequences.

I'll put up some pictures as soon as I can get them from my friends. My camera appears to be working now so I think it was just the humidity...either way I hope it doesn't act up for the rest of my trip. Even camera-less the Amazon was an amazing experience and I need to go back!

martes, 6 de octubre de 2009

Blame it on the a-a-a-a-altitude


Two months down? Insane. I have two and a half to go but there are so many places I want to travel still - and I love my weekends spent in Quito also. Classes are really inconvenient, especially since I need to save my absences for my November visitors: Tim, Ty, and Kelc first, then Jess!!

Last week my friend Andrea in my Católica class invited me to a novatada on Friday. Having no idea what that was, I obviously said yes. She tried to explain it but only came up with an all day party with lots of people and lots of tragos (drinks.) Sold.

I looked up "novatada" and it means "hazing." Basically, the academic departments at Católica are like social groups in themselves, everyone is friends and has class together all the time. Thus, they have to initiate the new people into the program each year. This novatada was for Sociology, and I take an anthro class, so I was just in it for the fun.

I got my IES friend Samantha to come too, more or less by saying "I don't know where or what it is, just meet at 10 and bring seven dollars." Who wouldn't agree to that? We met up with a group of at least 50 other people then loaded onto 2 buses. Everyone was going nuts on the drive there, so we knew we were in for something good.
The novatada was taking place at this complex in the valley outside Quito with a pool, picnic tables, etc. I only knew four people there, my favorite boys from class and Andrea, and Samantha knew no one. However, it's Ecuador, so within a few minutes we had new friends.

Over all it was a really fun day. I love meeting Ecuas my age and in general they're all really nice people.

Speaking of dangerous liquids, I'm not sure if this is big in the news at home but there's a huge struggle going on right now with oil companies in the Ecuadorian Amazon. In the past few years, the indigenous people who live in the northeast have been fighting with Chevron/Texaco over land and resource rights. In the past week there were some big protests, mainly in response to a proposed water privatization law that would seriously infringe on their access to water. The protest got violent, and it's really interesting to see the two sides of the story. A teacher of Shuar descent was confirmed dead, and the indigenous groups claim at least 2 more deaths and many injured at the hands of the police. The police, and President Correa, claim that at least 40 unarmed police officers were injured by the protesters, and the teacher was killed by their own weapons.

There's a lot of discrimination towards the indigenous population in the entire country, and it's going to be very interesting to see how this plays out. Correa welcomed the indigenous leaders to discussions in Quito, and they welcomed him to come to their region near the border (where the oil action is), causing quite a standoff that hasn't been resolved. Correa is a populist, and supposedly represents the average people. He even speaks Quechua which is the main indigenous language, but it doesn't seem like he's going to support them this time. All about the $$$$$. Which is why I think it might not be very prominent in U.S. media..not that Ecuador's oil problems are a huge global concern, but the Texaco people aren't exactly indigenous Ecuadorians.

This weekend we're going on an IES field trip to the Amazon, way to the east almost near Brazil (COOL.) I'm sure I'll get some more info about the oil battles firsthand - in a really safe way of course.

I have some good pics but my internet does not want to upload them at the moment, so stay tuned!

domingo, 27 de septiembre de 2009

Don't hate the Playa, hate the game.

A seven hour bus ride later, we were in Atacames, a beach town on the northern coast, the closest beach to Quito. We arrived at 7 am, passed out at the hotel for a few hours then headed to the beach. High tourist season only lasts through the beginning of September leaving the town fairly quiet. Our hotel was a 10 minute taxi ride away which was the best part of the trip, because they utilize mototaxis. They more or less consist of a dirt bike engine and seat attached at the front or back to a small bench with a roof and open sides for up to three passengers.

Atacames is popular for being the most convenient beach for Quiteños, because it's definitely not very aesthetic. I thought it looked more like Misquamicut than Florida beaches, which is where my beach experiences max out. We also only got a few hours of sun, on Friday afternoon, for the entire weekend.

Despite the lack of sol, it was hot and perfect to just lounge on the sand and go swimming. I'm so spoiled from growing up with Manasota beach - I don't like crowds, and I got annoyed by the vendors every 5 minutes trying to sell us sunglasses, hair wraps and braiding, fruit, coconut milk, etc. There was plenty of beach beyond the hotels and bars, but it's dangerous to stray away from the action, especially as six very obviously American girls.

The northern coast is especially famous for its seafood. For lunch, we went to this wide alley off the main road that was lined with grills and small food prep areas. Each was owned by a different family, and could serve up to 10 people at a time at their respective picnic table. The food was delicious. The first day I had a rice dish with shrimp (Ecuador's 2nd largest export to bananas, not counting petroleum which is #1 over all), and on Saturday shrimp and fish cooked with coconut milk. Everything was served with fried plantains, and big portions for $4. They made everything a few feet away from us, and you could watch them pull the plantains from huge green bunches hacked straight from the tree. Later that night when we were out at the bars, they offered amazing 50 cent snacks of roasted choclo (a type of corn on the cob) and plantains covered with cheese.

I bought some cheap jewelry made from coconut and tagua (a really hard tree nut that resembles ivory) and some coconut candy to bring to my staff meeting at the colegio Monday. We also enjoyed huge batidos (shakes) made from milk, fruit and ice for $1 apiece. The best part was they filled our cups, then when we drank about a third of the way, they refilled them to the top, so we got almost an entire blender's worth of shake. Not bad. Again I failed in the picture-taking department.

We caught a bus home to Quito at 11 pm Saturday so we could avoid paying two nights at a hotel. I got home around 6 am, went to sleep, woke up at 11 and my house was full of people. Apparently we were having a barbecue - just like Real Home, no one tells me anything around here. I was exhausted but I had to suck it up and mingle with Ecua family and neighbors, some of whom I had met and some new ones. I get really confused with names and relations here.
Today there was a big rival futbol game versus Liga, the Quito team and Barcelona, the Guayaquil team. Some of the fam is from Guayaquil, who lost 4-0, so a few (male) cousins were a little cranky. They had been whining for 15 minutes about how their team blew it, when Ibis's aunt Albertinita, who is very much on the deaf side, asked, "Who won the game?" José answered, "Liga," and her response was a casual, "Oh, ¡qué bueno!" I couldn't stop laughing, it was priceless.

Excited for my last week of 7 a.m. grad class, not to mention last week in Septiembre..chuta.


By the way, I really have no idea who all is reading this, so don't be afraid to leave a comment once in a while. I'm curious about how efficient my promoters (otherwise known as Real Mom and Real Dad) have been.



-B

jueves, 24 de septiembre de 2009

The hotel was very very big and very very boring and very very sad.

-a fifth grader writing about his summer vacation. Why was the hotel sad? I'll never know.


This more or less sums up my weekend...look I have friends! Plural!

Chivas are The. Best. Invention. Ever. For $160 we rented a chiva discoteca bus for Saturday night to celebrate some birthdays. Basically, it's a big colorful bus with open sides and a dance floor in back, speakers, a DJ, and some ropes to grab onto when the driver stops short. We cruised around Quito for 2 hours, literally on a moving discoteca. AMAZING. We drove through the main part of the new city, through the Mariscal, then through the historic district, being incredibly obnoxious, yelling at people on the street and just loving life.
The price includes a huge container of canelazo, which is a hot drink made from sugar cane liquor. It's better if you're at a bar outside at night or something, but they gave us all little plastic cups on necklaces. It was so cool to drive around the Old Town and see all the buildings lit up because it can be sketchy at night. Chivas seriously need to be introduced to the U.S., it was so much fun.



This week was full of work for my grad class - I can't wait until it's over in October. I really like working at the colegio for my internship. Monday I had to sub for a 7th grade class for an hour, and they were little monsters. All 25 of them would NOT stop talking, no matter what I did or said in any language. I finally bribed them into being somewhat quiet by saying we could play a game after reading the story instead of doing questions in the book. They got vicious when I said we were playing hangman with vocab, because they wanted to go outside and play soccer. The other teachers laughed when they found out I had to cover the class - they all managed to avoid it. The kids are very friendly, there's just a lack of discipline in the school and I think a lot of the teaching methods are boring. Even my boss, Leti, said her sons went to a different school because she wanted them to respect adults. The staff is really nice though, and the kids are great in small groups.

The best part is the administration is letting me do more or less whatever I want. The English classes are straight out of textbooks, which I think is terribly boring, so have some ideas brewing. I didn't really want to work in a colegio originally but I'm happy with my placement.

We're catching a bus to the beach at 12:30 tonight, first time to the Pacific!

viernes, 18 de septiembre de 2009

¡Tome, Profe, tome!

There are a billion volcanoes in Ecuador...Cotopaxi is definitely the most photogenic.


What's new in Quito? Too much homework this week...and too many social engagements...tough life here.

Last Saturday there was a huge free concert in a park overlooking the city so a few of us went. It was a weird mix of metal and reggae, made for good people-watching. Enjoyed some fun nights out in the Mariscal, one with my IES friends and another with my pretend cousin Whitney and her friends (there are Careys EVERYWHERE.)

Sunday was BIZARRE. I went on a field trip to a little town about 2 hours south of Quito for a festival with my Andean Culture & Religion class at Católica. I was excited to see another place in Ecuador and to hang out with the kids in my class. It ended up being way more interesting than I could have imagined.

We left the university a bus around 8:30 and stopped at a gas station. Some kids collected money and went inside, I assumed to buy snacks. They came back with at least 5 bottles of liquor and a bag full of beers. Our professor had said something in class about drinking with the locals during the fiesta, and I thought she was cracking jokes or maybe we would try some indigenous drink or something. Needless to say I was a little surprised about the purchases, as well as impressed. However I was actually speechless 2 minutes later when they started mixing drinks and passing bottles around the bus. AT 9 IN THE MORNING. Professor and bus driver were both up front not caring a bit.

I couldn't stop laughing at the situation. I was riding a bus with 15 Ecuadorians, all drinking hard alcohol at 9 a.m., looking at cows on the side of the highway and passing trucks with entire families sitting in the back. On the way to a religious fiesta.

The actual festival was really interesting. There was a regular Catholic mass outside the church (terrible sound system) followed by a dance competition and lots of socializing. It was called Fiesta del Señor del Árbol, Festival of the..Tree Man? Kind of. There are a million versions of the story but the idea is that a long time ago there was a forest, and they started cutting down trees for wood, and when they got to this particular tree and tried to cut it it started bleeding and the image of Jesus/God appeared, and now it performs miracles..? Anyway, there was a tree branch and a Jesus statue on the altar of the church that people lined up to touch for a blessing.


After the mass I hung out with some of my new Ecua friends, ate some delicious corn and cheese tortillas and talked to some of the locals for our assignment. I was the only non Ecuadorian for miles, surprise surprise. There was also a makeshift bullfight that consisted of a bunch of drunk people jumping in a wooden paddock and angering bulls, then running away before they got trampled.





I was looking forward to a nap on the bus ride home because I had a big paper to do, until we started driving and the bottles started popping once more. Everyone was having a good time until one guy started acting up and got into a fight with some of my friends (as in fist fight in the back of the bus.) The next day in class our professor revoked field trip drinking privileges.



I started my internship on Monday working at a Pre K-12 school in Quito. I'm going to be helping kids who are behind level in English classes. It's very small and centered on culture and bilingual education. I was surprised how bratty the kids are in their classes - they don't listen to the teachers, pretend not to understand English, and never shut up. Kinda like Windham. I start working with them on my own next week and they will not be getting away with that.

In less exciting news I think my cell phone got stolen on the bus...or I just lost it..both of which are equally possible. Ibis was more upset than I am, I tried to explain that I lose things all the time, it doesn't phase me anymore. If it did get stolen I'm impressed because I usually keep track of my bag on the bus. Thief: 1, Brig: 0.

This weekend we're celebrating two 21st birthdays in my group. We started on Wednesday for my friend Samantha. Her parents threw a party for her and we taught her entire extended family some American drinking games. Nothing like cultural diffusion.

viernes, 11 de septiembre de 2009

¡GOOOOOOOOLLLLLL!


Back by popular demand. Third World internet isn't the most reliable. Here are some pictures from Baños a few weeks ago..I realized I haven't put many up of Quito itself, I don't bring my camera out much. Part laziness and part chance it will get stolen. Use your imaginations?

That's me in the helmet, thinking about how logical it would be to jump off that bridge



I haven't been jumping off any more high objects lately, but I've been living an Ecua-lifestyle. Last weekend I went to a house party with my cousins Jose, Daniel and Daniel's girlfriend Ingrid. It was a lot of fun hanging out with locals, even though they're all obsessed with Metallica and think I have bad taste in music. Everyone was really friendly and funny. I think they're mostly all bilingual to an extent, and I got so confused switching languages I would just answer everyone in Spanish. It was hilarious to hear them dropping English swears and slang, I'm still not sure where they picked some of it up. Daniel told everyone I was from Conocoto because Connecticut has no Spanish pronunciation whatsoever, kind of like BRIGHID. I got home at 6 a.m. and slept a few hours until they picked me up to go watch the Ecuador national game versus Colombia (futbol, duh.) After the game we went to Daniel's apartment for another party for someone's birthday. I had a lot of fun again, they tried to teach me to dance salsa but I'm too white and uncoordinated.

I knew Latin America was obsessed with soccer but I guess I didn't realize the extent of nationalism. Heading to the bar Saturday, nearly everyone in the street (including this gringa) was wearing a yellow jersey, or had flags on their cars. All the bars and restaurants were packed with people yelling and going nuts over the game. It made me wish we had something like that in the U.S. It was kind of like when UConn bball dominates in the NCAA tourney, a Sox or Yankees game or the Superbowl, except literally the entire country gets into it - because it's not just any team playing, it's ECUADOR. There are other leagues that I haven't quite figured out, kind of like regional rivalries. All I know is that Jose tells me I like one team and Ibis tells me I like a different one...I'm sticking with neutrality for now. I was bummed when we lost 2-0! Luckily there was another game on Wednesday versus Bolivia and we rocked them, putting Ecuador in the World Cup (South Africa 2010). There's a home game in October at the stadium in Quito, I'm so pumped.

I can't get myself used to the whole Latino time thing. It was the same in Spain, everyone is always late because time is sort of subjective. I'm always the first one to my Ecuadorian classes even when I'm 5 or 10 minutes late. Yesterday my professor was half an hour late, so we got started at 9:30, then people started packing up to leave at 10:35 when the class is supposed to go to 11. I'm not saying I mind cutting the class in half, it's just so strange, UConn professors would never let that fly. The Universidad Catolica where I have one class reminds me more of high school than college. It's small and everyone is divided into their majors, so they basically have all their classes together starting freshman year. Each major has all the classes on a specific floor so everyone knows each other and hangs out before and after class in the halls. Also, apparently in Ecuador there aren't copyright laws so instead of textbooks you have to buy a stack of copies. The two I bought came to a total of $24.50 USD. Proof for the "textbooks are overpriced" argument.

I actually have a lot of homework to get done this weekend (taking a grad school class was a brilliant idea) so adventures will be minimal. Maybe.
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