¨How cool is it when you go somewhere that you know has cool things and you find more cool things that you didn´t even know about?¨
Let me tell you... very very cool.
I have become very profound with my amazement with the Galapagos. Happiness is pouring out of my nose and ears. Want to know why?
Yesterday we left Isla San Cristobol after a wonderful night of dancing at an Ecuadorian discoteca. AJ got his first taste of being the only white person somewhere and forever will remain the ¨most attractive guy that I have ever seen¨according to overly excited Ecuadorian girls who swooned over the baby blues. AJ even danced with them one after another and afterwards they thanked me for sharing my cousin. AJ and I tell peeps we are cousins because it´s a lot easier than explaining that in our culture it´s normal to have friends of the opposite sex. I think my family would totally adopt him as a cousin so AJ Crosby (weird those are my initials) is in, especially considering he is the most attractive guy in the world, we only like pretty people.
From Cristobol, still tipsy from the shots that our Ecuadorian island buddies were feeding us, we took a boat to Isla Santa Cruz. We had the morning to explore the island before heading to Isla Isabela and this is where cool things that we didn´t even know existed appeared. First we went to what the Lonely Planet guide book describes as one of the most beautiful beaches on the Galapagos. We took the long walk away from town through a forest of cactus trees. Literally these trees were incredible having normal trunks and instead of leaves, cacti. We were a little skeptical because the walk took awhile but when we arrived it was all worth it. The white soft sand beach was georgeous and instead of regular rocks they were lava rocks. AJ and I have decided were really super tourists because we tend to explore more than the average tourists. It definitely payed off when we wandered into three huge iguanas (picture will be posted someday), a bunch of cool crabs and lots of cool lizards. On the walk back we happened to wander down a little bath to a salt water lake. Even with AJs sick camera the photos don´t do it justice. The water was an incredible green and so refreshing. A great little bonus cool thing in a world of cool things.
From Santa Cruz AJ and I hopped on a small boat for a 2 hour ride to Isla Isabela. It´s the biggest of the islands and was recommended because it has great variety. On the boat I was worried that a little girl was going to have a heart attack. I realize it´s not common for 4 year olds but the amount of fear radianting from this girl was intense, she screamed ¨Please stop the boat sir¨ for about twenty minutes, tears rolling down her face and a piece of chocolate, meant to distract her, melted in her knuckle whitening clentched fist.
Now, on Isabela life continues to suprise me. We´ve seen some really amazing stuff but after hiking today I am burnt out and need a power nap before dinner and another night of dancing with AJ and whatever Ecuadorians are drawn to us. Being with the most attractive guy in the world happens to draw people in. If only I had some sweet baby blues...
Peace, love and the Galapagos!
Monday, August 18, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
AJs Emails...
Why shouldn´t I overload my blog after months of my family and friends wondering if I am alive. AJ writes well... and obvs has a different perspective on things so here are his remarks:
August 13
Hey folks, as most of you know, I'm off to Ecuador tomorrow for another 10-day-jaunt in a Third World country. I don't expect to have nearly the internet access on this trip as I did in Egypt, but I'll do my best to keep you informed and up-to-date on my experiences and plans while I'm there.
I'm not nearly as nervous heading into this trip as I was for Egypt, mainly because I have a lot of faith in my Espanol from the 4 years I took in high school. Hey, compared to my knowledge of Arabic, even know how to conjugate a verb is a huge step up, even if I don't remember what the verb means. And Spanish uses the regular alphabet instead of weird scrawls and dots! Woot woot! Anyway -- my plan so far is to fly to Quito tomorrow without any delays or problems, meet Andrea in Quito (she apparently has a US Embassy pass and can go back and forth thru Customs so she'll be able to find me pretty easily), spend the night in a hostel in Quito and then jump on a small plane to the Galapagos.
We're going to play it by ear in the Galapagos -- we may go the low-cost backpacker route, or may jump on a 2-3 day cruise if we can find one at a discount. Regardless, I expect to see lots of flaura and fauna that looks effing ridiculous. If I don't see a giant tortoise poop out an egg in front of me, I'll probably view the trip as a dissapointment.
After 4-5 days in the Galapagos, we're flying back to Quito and catching the 11pm bus to Andrea's village, Tabuga, which is like a 6-7 hour drive. Sounds good to me as I'll be with my native guide, but it was funny to read some literature that said: "When in Ecuador -- try not to travel by night, especially by bus, which can be robbed by bandits". Banditos! Muy bien! Hopefully Andrea's Embassy pass covers them as well. But yeah -- we'll get to Tabuga, which may be a pain even without bandits as I'll be hauling a duffel bag or two of a bunch of donated clothes I got together from folks at my office for the Tabugans. It sounds like we'll spend a day or two in the village, seeing what Andrea's life is all about, and then head to a beach village an hour south to hang/party with some of her Peace Corps peeps for a day, and then catch a ride from a visiting professor back to Quito and make it back to the states bedraggled and Latinized.
So anyhoo that's the plan. I'm sure it will go through many mutations, or as we in Ecuador, "muchos El Ninos". But it should be a heck of a time, I'm really looking forward to it, and hopefully I'll be able to keep you guys semi-in-the-loop. Take care of yourselves and I'll do the same!
Alejandro de el Johnson
PS -- If ya'll want to read a bit more about my friend Andrea, here's her (rarely updated but pretty funny) blog: http://tabuga.blogspot.com/. Enjoy!
August 14th
Hola friends, coworkers, family and framily all! This morning finds yours truly in downtown Quito, after what could be called a truly restful nights´ sleep, but certainly wouldn´t be called that in any other place. For one, I was delayed three hours by lightning in Miami, and you know what´s awesome about that: nothing! So got in a lot later, not that Andrea noticed ´cause that´s just not something she notices, which is tight. We went directly to our hostel in Gringoville -- no shit, that´s what our area in Quito is called -- checked, grabbed some pantalones (hace un poco frio) and I took her out to an extremely expensive Ecuadorian meal which I think ran me $30 all told. It. Was. Frickin. Bueno! SO I got all filled with flank steak, plantains, rice and beans there, and then went to a dive bar she knew that specialized in cheap cervezas, cheap hookas and cheaper weirdos. We didn´t try the weirdos, but they tried us with their eyes, and the hookah and beers went down like gravity says they should. We chatted and caught up like old people do, got mildly twisted, and ritered to our hostel muy excelente for the night. And here we are, a mere 4hrs later, pumping out email, updating blogs and about to go to the airport for our Galapagos adventure. Impressions? Quito is just like a shitty city in America -- we´ll say somewhere in Jersey -- but this comes from an hombre that´s only hung out in Gringolandia. So, take what I say so far with a large helping of salt. Anyhoo, my perceptions are sure to change drastically as soon as I´m sleeping on Andrea´s floor with the cock-a-roaches.Oh, and American lost my luggage, which had all the donated clothing I was bringing to the po folks in Tabuga. Thanks American! Update on that as it comes in.Until next time, I´d advise you not to travel to Georgia in the next week or so. Them Russkies are muy muy crazy, and not in a good way.
Alejandro
August 16th
HOLA amigos! I am in the Galapogos now, internet on the islands, who knew? It´s evolved totally different here though, the keyboards are on the walls and you have to pedal to make it run. Whoops, bad evolution joke, that´ll happen. Anyhoo, we hopped on a flight yesterday and made it out to Isla San Cristobal, the capital of the Galapagos, and where actual people actually live. It´s been great, definitely a bit different than most tourists start out. I´ve been hobbling around decently well on my bumb ankle, although we did have to go buy an ace bandage for it after I rolled it again when jumping rock to rock. Obvio. But other than that lameness on my part, it´s been bomb and filled with animals as expected. After we arrived and found a nice hostel for $10 per person, we took off on a jaunt that took us to the local center for conservation, which Andrea dug especially as she´s building one out in her neck of the jungle. Then on a rocky path with lots of lizards down to a beach with maaaad sea lions, just chilling on the beach and generally not giving a damn. Andrea went in and snorkelled with them then, I chilled and rested the ankle like the leathery old man that I am.
Then, made it back and found us a GREAT dinner of pizza at some cool place overlooking the bay, waited for the sun to go down unspectacularly due to clouds, and spent the night barhopping and making some new friends, some Americans and also a funny English woman and Aussie dude. There may have been dancing on a pole by yours truly. God I hope not.
Woke up this morning not feeling hot, but hot enough that we were able to scramble out of our beds to find a nice lil brekkie, and make it to our boat at 9am for a tour around San Isobel. We were out on the water from 9am till 2pm, during which time we did awesome shit like, say, boat out to a huge rock in the ocean that had ishloads of animals hanging on it, and then snorkle through a strait that split the rock, and we saw lots of colorful fish, barnacles, etc. Oh and also probably 15 sharks about 5 ft in length, tight, and 8 Manta Rays that were pretty damn amazing and looked like a screensaver as they travelled in a pack below us. Aint so shabby, this lil life of mine. I´m gonna let it shiiiine. We then had a walk around a beach covered in blue footed boobies and mangroves, and found a massive heron (don´t worry got great pics). Then it was off to a place where our captain new there was young sea lions that loved to frolic, and frolic with young sea lions is what happened. They were a hoot, jumping all around the boat and generally acting like puppies.
When we got back to land, we were mad tired, but that didn´t stop us from slapping each other to wake up and jumping in a cab to go visit this freshwater lake that is in a caldera in the middle of our island. In five minutes, we went from a tropical, beach atmosphere to chilly, misty greenness, and it only got more so as we went up. We got to the caldera and had to walk the last half mile up a hill of mud, and up some steps, and we couldn´t even see the caldera when we were on the rim due to the mist and fog. One muddy, slippery walk down later, and we were all up on the lake. It was extremely surreal, especially as Andrea took off her shoes and clambered down like Jungle Jane and ended up wading into the lake like a crazy person. Very, very cool.
We were wiped after that illogical trip, so we went back and got a loooooong siesta, so we just woke up and I dragged her to an internet cafe as I´m teaching her to be a better blogger and emailer. So, check out her blog for competing descriptions of our days, she´s actually updating it! I have effected change in my world! Tight! Baby steps.
OK peoples -- until next time be good and I´ll talk to ya soon.
A to the Jizzle (gross - Andrea)
August 13
Hey folks, as most of you know, I'm off to Ecuador tomorrow for another 10-day-jaunt in a Third World country. I don't expect to have nearly the internet access on this trip as I did in Egypt, but I'll do my best to keep you informed and up-to-date on my experiences and plans while I'm there.
I'm not nearly as nervous heading into this trip as I was for Egypt, mainly because I have a lot of faith in my Espanol from the 4 years I took in high school. Hey, compared to my knowledge of Arabic, even know how to conjugate a verb is a huge step up, even if I don't remember what the verb means. And Spanish uses the regular alphabet instead of weird scrawls and dots! Woot woot! Anyway -- my plan so far is to fly to Quito tomorrow without any delays or problems, meet Andrea in Quito (she apparently has a US Embassy pass and can go back and forth thru Customs so she'll be able to find me pretty easily), spend the night in a hostel in Quito and then jump on a small plane to the Galapagos.
We're going to play it by ear in the Galapagos -- we may go the low-cost backpacker route, or may jump on a 2-3 day cruise if we can find one at a discount. Regardless, I expect to see lots of flaura and fauna that looks effing ridiculous. If I don't see a giant tortoise poop out an egg in front of me, I'll probably view the trip as a dissapointment.
After 4-5 days in the Galapagos, we're flying back to Quito and catching the 11pm bus to Andrea's village, Tabuga, which is like a 6-7 hour drive. Sounds good to me as I'll be with my native guide, but it was funny to read some literature that said: "When in Ecuador -- try not to travel by night, especially by bus, which can be robbed by bandits". Banditos! Muy bien! Hopefully Andrea's Embassy pass covers them as well. But yeah -- we'll get to Tabuga, which may be a pain even without bandits as I'll be hauling a duffel bag or two of a bunch of donated clothes I got together from folks at my office for the Tabugans. It sounds like we'll spend a day or two in the village, seeing what Andrea's life is all about, and then head to a beach village an hour south to hang/party with some of her Peace Corps peeps for a day, and then catch a ride from a visiting professor back to Quito and make it back to the states bedraggled and Latinized.
So anyhoo that's the plan. I'm sure it will go through many mutations, or as we in Ecuador, "muchos El Ninos". But it should be a heck of a time, I'm really looking forward to it, and hopefully I'll be able to keep you guys semi-in-the-loop. Take care of yourselves and I'll do the same!
Alejandro de el Johnson
PS -- If ya'll want to read a bit more about my friend Andrea, here's her (rarely updated but pretty funny) blog: http://tabuga.blogspot.com/. Enjoy!
August 14th
Hola friends, coworkers, family and framily all! This morning finds yours truly in downtown Quito, after what could be called a truly restful nights´ sleep, but certainly wouldn´t be called that in any other place. For one, I was delayed three hours by lightning in Miami, and you know what´s awesome about that: nothing! So got in a lot later, not that Andrea noticed ´cause that´s just not something she notices, which is tight. We went directly to our hostel in Gringoville -- no shit, that´s what our area in Quito is called -- checked, grabbed some pantalones (hace un poco frio) and I took her out to an extremely expensive Ecuadorian meal which I think ran me $30 all told. It. Was. Frickin. Bueno! SO I got all filled with flank steak, plantains, rice and beans there, and then went to a dive bar she knew that specialized in cheap cervezas, cheap hookas and cheaper weirdos. We didn´t try the weirdos, but they tried us with their eyes, and the hookah and beers went down like gravity says they should. We chatted and caught up like old people do, got mildly twisted, and ritered to our hostel muy excelente for the night. And here we are, a mere 4hrs later, pumping out email, updating blogs and about to go to the airport for our Galapagos adventure. Impressions? Quito is just like a shitty city in America -- we´ll say somewhere in Jersey -- but this comes from an hombre that´s only hung out in Gringolandia. So, take what I say so far with a large helping of salt. Anyhoo, my perceptions are sure to change drastically as soon as I´m sleeping on Andrea´s floor with the cock-a-roaches.Oh, and American lost my luggage, which had all the donated clothing I was bringing to the po folks in Tabuga. Thanks American! Update on that as it comes in.Until next time, I´d advise you not to travel to Georgia in the next week or so. Them Russkies are muy muy crazy, and not in a good way.
Alejandro
August 16th
HOLA amigos! I am in the Galapogos now, internet on the islands, who knew? It´s evolved totally different here though, the keyboards are on the walls and you have to pedal to make it run. Whoops, bad evolution joke, that´ll happen. Anyhoo, we hopped on a flight yesterday and made it out to Isla San Cristobal, the capital of the Galapagos, and where actual people actually live. It´s been great, definitely a bit different than most tourists start out. I´ve been hobbling around decently well on my bumb ankle, although we did have to go buy an ace bandage for it after I rolled it again when jumping rock to rock. Obvio. But other than that lameness on my part, it´s been bomb and filled with animals as expected. After we arrived and found a nice hostel for $10 per person, we took off on a jaunt that took us to the local center for conservation, which Andrea dug especially as she´s building one out in her neck of the jungle. Then on a rocky path with lots of lizards down to a beach with maaaad sea lions, just chilling on the beach and generally not giving a damn. Andrea went in and snorkelled with them then, I chilled and rested the ankle like the leathery old man that I am.
Then, made it back and found us a GREAT dinner of pizza at some cool place overlooking the bay, waited for the sun to go down unspectacularly due to clouds, and spent the night barhopping and making some new friends, some Americans and also a funny English woman and Aussie dude. There may have been dancing on a pole by yours truly. God I hope not.
Woke up this morning not feeling hot, but hot enough that we were able to scramble out of our beds to find a nice lil brekkie, and make it to our boat at 9am for a tour around San Isobel. We were out on the water from 9am till 2pm, during which time we did awesome shit like, say, boat out to a huge rock in the ocean that had ishloads of animals hanging on it, and then snorkle through a strait that split the rock, and we saw lots of colorful fish, barnacles, etc. Oh and also probably 15 sharks about 5 ft in length, tight, and 8 Manta Rays that were pretty damn amazing and looked like a screensaver as they travelled in a pack below us. Aint so shabby, this lil life of mine. I´m gonna let it shiiiine. We then had a walk around a beach covered in blue footed boobies and mangroves, and found a massive heron (don´t worry got great pics). Then it was off to a place where our captain new there was young sea lions that loved to frolic, and frolic with young sea lions is what happened. They were a hoot, jumping all around the boat and generally acting like puppies.
When we got back to land, we were mad tired, but that didn´t stop us from slapping each other to wake up and jumping in a cab to go visit this freshwater lake that is in a caldera in the middle of our island. In five minutes, we went from a tropical, beach atmosphere to chilly, misty greenness, and it only got more so as we went up. We got to the caldera and had to walk the last half mile up a hill of mud, and up some steps, and we couldn´t even see the caldera when we were on the rim due to the mist and fog. One muddy, slippery walk down later, and we were all up on the lake. It was extremely surreal, especially as Andrea took off her shoes and clambered down like Jungle Jane and ended up wading into the lake like a crazy person. Very, very cool.
We were wiped after that illogical trip, so we went back and got a loooooong siesta, so we just woke up and I dragged her to an internet cafe as I´m teaching her to be a better blogger and emailer. So, check out her blog for competing descriptions of our days, she´s actually updating it! I have effected change in my world! Tight! Baby steps.
OK peoples -- until next time be good and I´ll talk to ya soon.
A to the Jizzle (gross - Andrea)
First time snorkeling... not too shabby.
8 Sting Rays
bunch of sharks
sea lions
and crazy colorful marine life
Not too bad for a virgin snorkeler! Today AJ and I spent the whole morning into the afternoon on a little boat traveling around to little islands around Isla San Cristobol. It was incredible! We saw out first blue-footed boobies, a sea lion kissed my hand while showing off his sweet water skills and the snorkeling (cherry officially popped) in crystal blue water in a cove of a massive rock shooting out from the middle of the ocean was remarkable. Yes, worth remarking about Alex Crosby... so here, I remark:
Imagine a big flock of geese. Now instead of being geese have them be sting rays with about a 4 foot wing span. A smooth black color with bright white poka dots and tails that look like a samari sword. Instead of being below look up, you are above and they are all swimming in unison, the flying V underwater. The gracefulness absolute beauty, the stingers absolute fear. AJ counted 8. A breath taking moment which is unfortunate while snorkeling because a lot of water got in my mask and up my nose.
Now imagine a shark. Not a big shark, not, according to the guidebooks, a man eating shark but, a shark none the less. Imagine that shark being curious about the blonde girl (the sun has turned me quasi-platinum) staring at it. Imagine blonde girl freaking out and swallowing water and being way too excited about the shark that she almost missied the sea lion circling her. Blonde girl happy.
Then there are the baby sea lions. AJs picture are going to give them more justice then any of my words but they were amazing. Like little puppies jumping for attention and playful loving embraces. They are so agile in the water and being able to touch them and stuff was spectauclar.
In the afternoon AJ and I decided that it´s cool to go from snorkeling in the middle of the pacific with clear blue water and tropical sun to rainy cold muddiness. This change was in the form of a caldera that is situated about 20 km away from the coast up to about 700m. The drive up from the coast was like going from the tropics to jungle to the mountains all in one fast swoop. In an effort to show off my new barefooted jungle skills, learned from time in the rainforest, I got muddy and wet climbing down and actually going and almost falling into the lake. It was like we magically arrived in Tarabithia, a surreal (thanks AJ) misty world, worlds apart from the earlier part of the day´s reality.
Today I realized just how rough my life is. Our trip hasn´t even ¨really started¨and already I am fullfilled and seriously amazed that there is more to come.
This internet training session is coming to a close.
Pictures and words from AJ to come. Did I mention he has a sick camera and is really into photography? Being assitant to AJ is really adding to the absolutely difficulty of my Galapagos experience. Breathtaking pictures and all I have to do is hold onto the camera bag. Rough, really rough.
bunch of sharks
sea lions
and crazy colorful marine life
Not too bad for a virgin snorkeler! Today AJ and I spent the whole morning into the afternoon on a little boat traveling around to little islands around Isla San Cristobol. It was incredible! We saw out first blue-footed boobies, a sea lion kissed my hand while showing off his sweet water skills and the snorkeling (cherry officially popped) in crystal blue water in a cove of a massive rock shooting out from the middle of the ocean was remarkable. Yes, worth remarking about Alex Crosby... so here, I remark:
Imagine a big flock of geese. Now instead of being geese have them be sting rays with about a 4 foot wing span. A smooth black color with bright white poka dots and tails that look like a samari sword. Instead of being below look up, you are above and they are all swimming in unison, the flying V underwater. The gracefulness absolute beauty, the stingers absolute fear. AJ counted 8. A breath taking moment which is unfortunate while snorkeling because a lot of water got in my mask and up my nose.
Now imagine a shark. Not a big shark, not, according to the guidebooks, a man eating shark but, a shark none the less. Imagine that shark being curious about the blonde girl (the sun has turned me quasi-platinum) staring at it. Imagine blonde girl freaking out and swallowing water and being way too excited about the shark that she almost missied the sea lion circling her. Blonde girl happy.
Then there are the baby sea lions. AJs picture are going to give them more justice then any of my words but they were amazing. Like little puppies jumping for attention and playful loving embraces. They are so agile in the water and being able to touch them and stuff was spectauclar.
In the afternoon AJ and I decided that it´s cool to go from snorkeling in the middle of the pacific with clear blue water and tropical sun to rainy cold muddiness. This change was in the form of a caldera that is situated about 20 km away from the coast up to about 700m. The drive up from the coast was like going from the tropics to jungle to the mountains all in one fast swoop. In an effort to show off my new barefooted jungle skills, learned from time in the rainforest, I got muddy and wet climbing down and actually going and almost falling into the lake. It was like we magically arrived in Tarabithia, a surreal (thanks AJ) misty world, worlds apart from the earlier part of the day´s reality.
Today I realized just how rough my life is. Our trip hasn´t even ¨really started¨and already I am fullfilled and seriously amazed that there is more to come.
This internet training session is coming to a close.
Pictures and words from AJ to come. Did I mention he has a sick camera and is really into photography? Being assitant to AJ is really adding to the absolutely difficulty of my Galapagos experience. Breathtaking pictures and all I have to do is hold onto the camera bag. Rough, really rough.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Awful Blogger but hey I am going to the Galapagos!
Hello to All!
I know I have been awful about about blogging and I promise everyone to write some good updates from the past few months. A lot has gone on from shocking stories about my students participating in beastiality, a visit to the US of A and lots of awesome work stuff.
But for now, I am going to keep you all on your toes about the bestiality and plans for my future and focus on the moment:
At this very moment I am practicing which is going to be an intensive course on being better on updating my family, friends and fans. I am in Quito with Alex Johnson (going to go for AJ in the blog so we don´t all think Alex Crosby has returned to Ecualand). For those of you who don´t know him he is a good friend from Duke and post-college life in Colorado and he happens to be an incredible blogger and email updater. AJ arrived last night and we immediately hit up Gringolandia and AJ splurged on a $40 meal. I did say splurged and it felt like it to me but for all of you AMERICANs $40 doesn´t even get you a bottle of water these days. We spent the night on the town catching up on over a year and a half of life which now back together again feels like just yesterday.
But no, yesterday I spent the day frantically running around Quito trying to get some last minute deals on Galapagos tours. As it turns out I dominated the last minute deals and AJ and I have a full and eventfull week ahead. And, because my personal trainer on blogging is with me you will all actually here about it!
Today the adventures start. AJ and I are flying to the Isla San Cristobal. We get to spend two days there guideless and open-minded before we take a boat across the open sea to Isla Santa Cruz.
Galapagos, soon to be daddy George and a dream come true just a few hours away!
You´ll be hearing from me soon!
I know I have been awful about about blogging and I promise everyone to write some good updates from the past few months. A lot has gone on from shocking stories about my students participating in beastiality, a visit to the US of A and lots of awesome work stuff.
But for now, I am going to keep you all on your toes about the bestiality and plans for my future and focus on the moment:
At this very moment I am practicing which is going to be an intensive course on being better on updating my family, friends and fans. I am in Quito with Alex Johnson (going to go for AJ in the blog so we don´t all think Alex Crosby has returned to Ecualand). For those of you who don´t know him he is a good friend from Duke and post-college life in Colorado and he happens to be an incredible blogger and email updater. AJ arrived last night and we immediately hit up Gringolandia and AJ splurged on a $40 meal. I did say splurged and it felt like it to me but for all of you AMERICANs $40 doesn´t even get you a bottle of water these days. We spent the night on the town catching up on over a year and a half of life which now back together again feels like just yesterday.
But no, yesterday I spent the day frantically running around Quito trying to get some last minute deals on Galapagos tours. As it turns out I dominated the last minute deals and AJ and I have a full and eventfull week ahead. And, because my personal trainer on blogging is with me you will all actually here about it!
Today the adventures start. AJ and I are flying to the Isla San Cristobal. We get to spend two days there guideless and open-minded before we take a boat across the open sea to Isla Santa Cruz.
Galapagos, soon to be daddy George and a dream come true just a few hours away!
You´ll be hearing from me soon!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Do women pee and have babies out of the same hole?
This past week I had my first sex ed class with my ninth graders. Alex was there with me and literally was running circles around the classroom in a confused, astonished, overwhelmed, sympathetic state. I have had conversations, many conversations, with the teenagers of Tabuga that had prepared me for the lack of knowledge I was about to confront. Alex unfortunately had heard my stories but had not experienced first hand the seemingly ridiculous myths and misunderstandings that exist in Tabuga regarding sex.
To start the class I just sat down in front of the class and talked about why I was teaching the class, how the government of Ecuador has declared it a right to learn sex ed (not that it actually happens much) and the importance of the information that was going to presented. Then I explained the importance of having respect in the class as well as open conversation. I also explained the teaching tool of having an anonymous questions box where the kids can write whatever question they want anonymously and I will answer in front of the whole class. From here I elaborated, most likely if you don’t know or are confused about something probably a number of your classmates also are in the dark about it.
It was all downhill from here.
Or, if you’re over positive like me, uphill. I had all the kids answer a questionnaire, like a pre-test. I told them that where they didn’t know the answers just to write ‘I don’t know’ and that the purpose was to help all of us see what the kids know and don’t know. Alex can attest that the majority of the answers were ‘I don’t know’. Almost all of the kids figured out that you can buy condoms in a pharmacy after a few kids answered it correctly and spread the news. Otherwise there were a lot of confused kids, confronting words they have never seen, like masturbation, and being told that not knowing anything about the questionnaire was a positive thing because it meant that the class was totally needed.
Some funny tidbits from the first class...
Profe? How do you make love? – Carlos, 17 years old
Well, obviously Carlos isn’t shy but that is a more personal question and for now we’re going to take it step by step –Me
Profe? What word did you just say? Mas-t-u-r-ba- what? – Jarizta, 15 years old
Masturbation, raise your hand if you know what masturbation is – Me
About 4 out of the 31 raised their hands, two of which I had explained previously what masturbating is
Question #11 Where can you buy a condom? Answer by my 13 year old godson A condom is the penis.
Question # 6 Can a female get pregnant during her first time having sex? Literally the majority of the kids that answered said no, I think only 3 got it right. The rest simply put ‘I don’t know’.
Question 8 and 9 asked the students to name part of the female and male genitals. One kid, frustrated yelled out, 'I don’t know any of this, I don’t even know what the word genitals means’ and like a out of tune children’s choir a number of the students chimed in that they didn’t know either.
After I helped Alex snap back into it by assuring him I will do my best to spread the truth about sex to the students I went to tell my fellow teachers about the class. I am trying my best to keep them updated in case a parent gets uncomfortable about their kids learning. I told them how surprised I was by the lack of knowledge the students have and told them some of the tidbits mentioned above. Then I shared my materials with the other teachers who declaraed thata they wanted to attend my classes as well.
Then, one of the teachers who has two kids, ask me sheepishly if women pee and have babies out of the same hole? She told me that the men believe that and say it is how you can tell the difference between a virgin and someone who has had sex, those who pee loud can’t be virgins because their holes have been stretched out. Luckily I had my sex ed resources with me to show the drawing of the female genitals and without laughing in their faces I explained how women are built. I am sure this sex ed class is going to give me a lot to write about but for now, atleast I have explained to two women that the vagina and the urethra are two different things and that tampons don’t give you cancer, hurt when they are in or are for people with big vaginas.
Hats off to knowledge, looking forward to helping prevent unwanted babies that come out of the hole one pees out of.
To start the class I just sat down in front of the class and talked about why I was teaching the class, how the government of Ecuador has declared it a right to learn sex ed (not that it actually happens much) and the importance of the information that was going to presented. Then I explained the importance of having respect in the class as well as open conversation. I also explained the teaching tool of having an anonymous questions box where the kids can write whatever question they want anonymously and I will answer in front of the whole class. From here I elaborated, most likely if you don’t know or are confused about something probably a number of your classmates also are in the dark about it.
It was all downhill from here.
Or, if you’re over positive like me, uphill. I had all the kids answer a questionnaire, like a pre-test. I told them that where they didn’t know the answers just to write ‘I don’t know’ and that the purpose was to help all of us see what the kids know and don’t know. Alex can attest that the majority of the answers were ‘I don’t know’. Almost all of the kids figured out that you can buy condoms in a pharmacy after a few kids answered it correctly and spread the news. Otherwise there were a lot of confused kids, confronting words they have never seen, like masturbation, and being told that not knowing anything about the questionnaire was a positive thing because it meant that the class was totally needed.
Some funny tidbits from the first class...
Profe? How do you make love? – Carlos, 17 years old
Well, obviously Carlos isn’t shy but that is a more personal question and for now we’re going to take it step by step –Me
Profe? What word did you just say? Mas-t-u-r-ba- what? – Jarizta, 15 years old
Masturbation, raise your hand if you know what masturbation is – Me
About 4 out of the 31 raised their hands, two of which I had explained previously what masturbating is
Question #11 Where can you buy a condom? Answer by my 13 year old godson A condom is the penis.
Question # 6 Can a female get pregnant during her first time having sex? Literally the majority of the kids that answered said no, I think only 3 got it right. The rest simply put ‘I don’t know’.
Question 8 and 9 asked the students to name part of the female and male genitals. One kid, frustrated yelled out, 'I don’t know any of this, I don’t even know what the word genitals means’ and like a out of tune children’s choir a number of the students chimed in that they didn’t know either.
After I helped Alex snap back into it by assuring him I will do my best to spread the truth about sex to the students I went to tell my fellow teachers about the class. I am trying my best to keep them updated in case a parent gets uncomfortable about their kids learning. I told them how surprised I was by the lack of knowledge the students have and told them some of the tidbits mentioned above. Then I shared my materials with the other teachers who declaraed thata they wanted to attend my classes as well.
Then, one of the teachers who has two kids, ask me sheepishly if women pee and have babies out of the same hole? She told me that the men believe that and say it is how you can tell the difference between a virgin and someone who has had sex, those who pee loud can’t be virgins because their holes have been stretched out. Luckily I had my sex ed resources with me to show the drawing of the female genitals and without laughing in their faces I explained how women are built. I am sure this sex ed class is going to give me a lot to write about but for now, atleast I have explained to two women that the vagina and the urethra are two different things and that tampons don’t give you cancer, hurt when they are in or are for people with big vaginas.
Hats off to knowledge, looking forward to helping prevent unwanted babies that come out of the hole one pees out of.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Paper Airplanes are taking over Tabuga
SORRY THERE AREn´T ANY PICTURES, WE´LL PUT THEM UP SOON BUT THIS INTERNET CONNECTION IS SOOOOOO SLOW....
I know it has been awhile since I have updated this blog but life has been busy. So, while my brother is asleep on my floor after a night of playing pool to celebrate the 50th birthday of one of our favorite people in the world, I am ready to try to update all of you on my life.
Sometime in April Alex decided he was done with Tabuga and ready to challenge his newly found maturity and independence. To do this, he moved out of my one room heaven and headed south to Canoa to be a chef at a pizza and burger place. Canoa is a beautiful beach surf town. It’s pretty quiet and calm but is full of foreigners. Foreigners who own restaurants, hostals and those who are just passing through. In Canoa Alex rightfully saw a life in paradise, no shoes, no shirt, a party all the time and hopefully some cash too. .. I will get to that part.
Two and a half weeks after his big move Mom came down to visit. She was smitten over the Ecuadorian coast after her first visit and really just wanted to spend some quality time with her lovely children in a tropical paradise. Because Alex was living and working in said tropical paradise I went to Quito to pick up mom, a rental car, my friend Trinity and a recently sworn in as an official volunteer, Paul. Paul now lives about 6 kilometers from me, in a small community called Camarones. We never see eachother though because as it turns out, 6 kilometers takes about an hour due to lack of transportation. I developed Camarones as a Peace Corps site because in my mind it is the perfect Peace Corps site. It is isolated, a 3 km walk off the main highway where buses pass every hour, it’s very poor, the people are incredibly kind, open and ready to better their community, the women wash their clothes in the river, the little kids always want to hold your hand or play soccer and surrounding the community are hills covered with tropical trees. One of these hills is the other boarder of the reserve where I work. www.ceiba.org/loor.html
Anyway, Mom and I busted ass from Quito to make it to the coast. We picked up my friend Ryan, dropped off Paul with his luggage ready to start his new life and headed to Canoa. Alex was stoked to see us all. Trinity and Ryan are two of my best friends here in Ecuador and since Alex had become my side kick, they were two of his best friends as well. Ryan is from VT and Trinity from NH, so we got a lot of New England love here in EcuaLand. Mom was happy to see that Alex had a sweet little room with a porch with two hammocks looking out over palm trees on the Pacific Ocean. But, mom was not so psyched to see Alex getting exploited by his bosses, working a lot but making no money and losing weight from not eating enough due to lack of cash money flow. To put it simply, Mom, being a mom, couldn’t sleep she was so worried about her baby. To make a long story short, by the time Mom, Alex and I were heading to Quito to send Mom on her flight back to the states Alex had all of his stuff with him to return to the simple life of Alex and Andrea, minus the cameras, little dressed up chawawa, the $500 hand bags and the drama. (slipping in an American cultural reference to show that I am still in touch with where I come from, even if it’s an outdated reference). When Alex threw his bag into my room he released a sigh has he said ‘man, it feels good to be home’.
Mom and I really had a great time together. She even dared the cockroaches, rats, bats and scariest of all, out door bathroom. I had asked Mom to stay with me in Tabuga for two nights to get a little taste of my life. I wanted her to visit the reserve, hang out with the people and just live my life for two days. It was awesome. We celebrated Earth Day with little kids in Tabuga where mom wasted paper and showed kids how littering can be fun if first you fold the paper into an airplane. We visited the reserve, went to a dinner with the founders of the Ceiba Foundation and the mayor of my county, had some quality time with my Ecuadorian family and had some good laughs. The best was Mom’s fear of going to the bathroom at night.
‘Andrea honey, will you come with me to the bathroom. Here take this cute little red flashlight’.
‘Okay mom’ is how I responded but I was thinking crazy lady in my head.
So there is a light in the bathroom out back, granted it isn’t very bright because it’s in the shower on the other side of the brick wall but, it gives off enough light to see. But, for Mom, this just wasn’t enough and she made me stand there flashing the light on her with the bathroom door open. When it was my turn to go I handed mom the cute little red flashlight and told her to head back to the room, I could go to the bathroom like a normal person. But, no, Mom insisted on putting me in the spot light on the toilet because Mom was too afraid of walking back to the room (about 10 paces) by herself. I told her it was fine, no big deal, you’re okay, don’t be embarrassed. Now that it’s passed. HAHAHAAHAA mom, you’re hilarious and I love you.
After a few days in Tabuga Mom and I headed back to Canoa for two days to relax on the beach and watch the sunset with cocktails at happy hour. Mom got us all Canoa t-shirts so we could feel like real tourists and then we headed to Quito to say bubye to the beloved mommy. I left Alex and Mom in the care of Trinity in Quito and took an overnight bus back to the coast to participate in a workshop with Ceiba and to party on the beach to celebrate my Ceiba counterpart, Catherine’s birthday. Catherine and Joe are the president and vicepresident of Ceiba, they are professors at the Univeristy of Wisconsin, Madison and are just awesome smart fun people. Every year they come to Ecuador with a study abroad program. The semester includes classes in Quito, 3 weeks in the Amazon jungle, 3 weeks on the coast, 3 weeks in the Galapagos and then a 4 week personal internship project. This year I helped out as a quasi mentor to four of the students who lived in the reserve and one student who lived in Camarones . Each had their own project and I did what I could to help develop their ideas, get them contacts and make it happen. They were quite a spectacular group of people and brought a lot of energy and enthusiasm to the reserve. It was sad to see them go but we got a lot of stuff done and they seemed to have a good time and for the reserve it was a nice little boost to have some good volunteers helping out.
I recently had my Mid-service conference in Quito which means that one year as an official volunteers has flown by. I can only imagine this second year is going to fly by too which is scary because it’s hard to imagine leaving this place, my work and the people.
Last week Alex and I had the incredible opportunity to head into the Amazon jungle to work with the Waoroni in one of the communities that is at the end of an oil road. More about that awesome trip to come.
Now, we are back in Tabuga, living the life and getting back into our routine. Classes have started back up in the high school and this year I am teaching sex ed.
Yes or No... do women pee and have babies out of the same hole? A lot of people here believe yes, it’s all the same hole which is why women who are not virgins pee a lot louder than virgins do. I know, like I tell the kids, you can laugh, these things are weird to talk about but we can laugh with respect.
Alex only has 3 weeks until he heads back to the states. He’s going to be missed greatly. It’s not normal to have someone stay with you during your Peace Corps service but because Alex is such a great worker the reserve where I work signed a contract with him that he doesn’t make money but he does get meals when he works. Usually foreigners have to pay $400 a month to live and work at the reserve so it’s really a great deal. The contract says that he is my assistant. Imagine that life, the assistant to a volunteer, it sounds like a pretty poor existence but it works for us and life has been good to the Crosby kids here in Tabuga. Plus, Alex knows he’s made his mark, with the people here and with the work in the reserve, even in his stint as a chef in Canoa. It’s kind of like how Mom left her mark, paper airplanes are taking over Tabuga, at least now the littering can be fun.
I know it has been awhile since I have updated this blog but life has been busy. So, while my brother is asleep on my floor after a night of playing pool to celebrate the 50th birthday of one of our favorite people in the world, I am ready to try to update all of you on my life.
Sometime in April Alex decided he was done with Tabuga and ready to challenge his newly found maturity and independence. To do this, he moved out of my one room heaven and headed south to Canoa to be a chef at a pizza and burger place. Canoa is a beautiful beach surf town. It’s pretty quiet and calm but is full of foreigners. Foreigners who own restaurants, hostals and those who are just passing through. In Canoa Alex rightfully saw a life in paradise, no shoes, no shirt, a party all the time and hopefully some cash too. .. I will get to that part.
Two and a half weeks after his big move Mom came down to visit. She was smitten over the Ecuadorian coast after her first visit and really just wanted to spend some quality time with her lovely children in a tropical paradise. Because Alex was living and working in said tropical paradise I went to Quito to pick up mom, a rental car, my friend Trinity and a recently sworn in as an official volunteer, Paul. Paul now lives about 6 kilometers from me, in a small community called Camarones. We never see eachother though because as it turns out, 6 kilometers takes about an hour due to lack of transportation. I developed Camarones as a Peace Corps site because in my mind it is the perfect Peace Corps site. It is isolated, a 3 km walk off the main highway where buses pass every hour, it’s very poor, the people are incredibly kind, open and ready to better their community, the women wash their clothes in the river, the little kids always want to hold your hand or play soccer and surrounding the community are hills covered with tropical trees. One of these hills is the other boarder of the reserve where I work. www.ceiba.org/loor.html
Anyway, Mom and I busted ass from Quito to make it to the coast. We picked up my friend Ryan, dropped off Paul with his luggage ready to start his new life and headed to Canoa. Alex was stoked to see us all. Trinity and Ryan are two of my best friends here in Ecuador and since Alex had become my side kick, they were two of his best friends as well. Ryan is from VT and Trinity from NH, so we got a lot of New England love here in EcuaLand. Mom was happy to see that Alex had a sweet little room with a porch with two hammocks looking out over palm trees on the Pacific Ocean. But, mom was not so psyched to see Alex getting exploited by his bosses, working a lot but making no money and losing weight from not eating enough due to lack of cash money flow. To put it simply, Mom, being a mom, couldn’t sleep she was so worried about her baby. To make a long story short, by the time Mom, Alex and I were heading to Quito to send Mom on her flight back to the states Alex had all of his stuff with him to return to the simple life of Alex and Andrea, minus the cameras, little dressed up chawawa, the $500 hand bags and the drama. (slipping in an American cultural reference to show that I am still in touch with where I come from, even if it’s an outdated reference). When Alex threw his bag into my room he released a sigh has he said ‘man, it feels good to be home’.
Mom and I really had a great time together. She even dared the cockroaches, rats, bats and scariest of all, out door bathroom. I had asked Mom to stay with me in Tabuga for two nights to get a little taste of my life. I wanted her to visit the reserve, hang out with the people and just live my life for two days. It was awesome. We celebrated Earth Day with little kids in Tabuga where mom wasted paper and showed kids how littering can be fun if first you fold the paper into an airplane. We visited the reserve, went to a dinner with the founders of the Ceiba Foundation and the mayor of my county, had some quality time with my Ecuadorian family and had some good laughs. The best was Mom’s fear of going to the bathroom at night.
‘Andrea honey, will you come with me to the bathroom. Here take this cute little red flashlight’.
‘Okay mom’ is how I responded but I was thinking crazy lady in my head.
So there is a light in the bathroom out back, granted it isn’t very bright because it’s in the shower on the other side of the brick wall but, it gives off enough light to see. But, for Mom, this just wasn’t enough and she made me stand there flashing the light on her with the bathroom door open. When it was my turn to go I handed mom the cute little red flashlight and told her to head back to the room, I could go to the bathroom like a normal person. But, no, Mom insisted on putting me in the spot light on the toilet because Mom was too afraid of walking back to the room (about 10 paces) by herself. I told her it was fine, no big deal, you’re okay, don’t be embarrassed. Now that it’s passed. HAHAHAAHAA mom, you’re hilarious and I love you.
After a few days in Tabuga Mom and I headed back to Canoa for two days to relax on the beach and watch the sunset with cocktails at happy hour. Mom got us all Canoa t-shirts so we could feel like real tourists and then we headed to Quito to say bubye to the beloved mommy. I left Alex and Mom in the care of Trinity in Quito and took an overnight bus back to the coast to participate in a workshop with Ceiba and to party on the beach to celebrate my Ceiba counterpart, Catherine’s birthday. Catherine and Joe are the president and vicepresident of Ceiba, they are professors at the Univeristy of Wisconsin, Madison and are just awesome smart fun people. Every year they come to Ecuador with a study abroad program. The semester includes classes in Quito, 3 weeks in the Amazon jungle, 3 weeks on the coast, 3 weeks in the Galapagos and then a 4 week personal internship project. This year I helped out as a quasi mentor to four of the students who lived in the reserve and one student who lived in Camarones . Each had their own project and I did what I could to help develop their ideas, get them contacts and make it happen. They were quite a spectacular group of people and brought a lot of energy and enthusiasm to the reserve. It was sad to see them go but we got a lot of stuff done and they seemed to have a good time and for the reserve it was a nice little boost to have some good volunteers helping out.
I recently had my Mid-service conference in Quito which means that one year as an official volunteers has flown by. I can only imagine this second year is going to fly by too which is scary because it’s hard to imagine leaving this place, my work and the people.
Last week Alex and I had the incredible opportunity to head into the Amazon jungle to work with the Waoroni in one of the communities that is at the end of an oil road. More about that awesome trip to come.
Now, we are back in Tabuga, living the life and getting back into our routine. Classes have started back up in the high school and this year I am teaching sex ed.
Yes or No... do women pee and have babies out of the same hole? A lot of people here believe yes, it’s all the same hole which is why women who are not virgins pee a lot louder than virgins do. I know, like I tell the kids, you can laugh, these things are weird to talk about but we can laugh with respect.
Alex only has 3 weeks until he heads back to the states. He’s going to be missed greatly. It’s not normal to have someone stay with you during your Peace Corps service but because Alex is such a great worker the reserve where I work signed a contract with him that he doesn’t make money but he does get meals when he works. Usually foreigners have to pay $400 a month to live and work at the reserve so it’s really a great deal. The contract says that he is my assistant. Imagine that life, the assistant to a volunteer, it sounds like a pretty poor existence but it works for us and life has been good to the Crosby kids here in Tabuga. Plus, Alex knows he’s made his mark, with the people here and with the work in the reserve, even in his stint as a chef in Canoa. It’s kind of like how Mom left her mark, paper airplanes are taking over Tabuga, at least now the littering can be fun.
Monday, May 26, 2008
Over Smiling All around Ecuador
Alex and I are always talking about how much we smile here. Ecuador has helped us both create an inner happiness that makes everything seem funny or atleast smile worthy. Even when something goes wrong we smile about it because if things go right here, it’s weird. Alex and I take it a little far though as we are always over smiling. The smile held an awkward second too long or done with just a little too much enthusiasm. We have created a list of examples of our over smiling moments.
1. After work it’s normal to find Alex in a towel and me in my underwear about to get in the shower. One such afternoon as Alex walked into the room, refreshed, a huge jet pack style of flying bug flew into the room. We start dodging the bug, in kind of a defensive stance. The bug chases Alex out the door and then flies back in the room which causes us to simultaneously do a home plate style dive onto the floor. We both look at each other relieved that the other was so afraid of just a bug. As soon as we make eye contact the tear drawing laughter begins. Through tears I tell Alex to stop, the laughing hurts and I might have peed a little bit on the floor. We break into another round of laughter as we look at the quarter sized wet spot on the floor.
2. ‘Oversmiling – I feel like we haven’t been doing it as much lately’ – Alex
‘You are doing it right now I can hear it in your voice, but don’t worry, I am too’ –Andrea walking behind him through the dry tropical forest.
3. Running home from work in the pouring down rain, stomping in puddles in our big rubber boots.
4. Alex blurting out English to Ecuadorian family members randomly in a too loud voice.
5. Greeting and waving to everyone, even if you have already said Buenos dias to them 5 times that day and they haven’t moved from where they were four hours ago.
6. Riding in the back of trucks
7. Walking around Tabuga with Alex’s commentary, those of us who know Alex know he’s funny, put him in a world where he can say whatever he wants and I am the only person who can understand and his funniness reaches a new, often inappropriate level.
8. 1.5 pounds of fresh squid for 2 bucks... delicious
9. Baked pasta with mozzarella and parmesan cheese, salad and homemade crutons
10. Raining inside my house... one day when the wind was blowing horizontally during a rainstorm it literally was raining inside the room. Alex was over smiling about it as he stood in the middle of the room yelling, ‘look its raining on me over here, and over here too!’
11. ‘I am not even sure what I like about it here but I am so happy’ Alex, just living the life.
12. New Pillows.... the old ones were moldy and smelt weird
13. Bus drivers knowing we live in Tabuga, not yelling Canoa at us just because we’re white
14. Cockroach eating Styrofoam wall decoration, the noise woke us up and freaked us out... another reason for yet another middle of the night conversation
15. ‘I kind of want to hold your hand and skip, we just get along so well’ Alex regressing to our childhood
16. I have an amazing ability to speak mute... even from far away
17. Getting seen around Ecuador on this weird MTV like TV show where Alex was grinding with the plastic surgery gone overboard reporter.
18. Ryan Fitzgerald
19. Strawberry oatmeal pancakes
20. Rushing to the shower after work –one friend exclaims this shower is so nice, because it always has water
21. Gusuentight – had no idea it was German
22. Getting a beer at the local store, just hanging out and making the wife laugh her witch laugh
23. Hanging out in the jungle with the indigenous group, Waoroni, Alex pulling naked kids into a moving truck and me learning how to say bad words in Wao, the crazy sounding language
24. Bigote, the cook at the reserve and our really good friend. He looks out for us, we look out for him, we really love him... bigote means mustache in Spanish.
25. Oversmiling when we get home after a day of work, a weekend away or a week in the jungle, just because we are home, in Tabuga
1. After work it’s normal to find Alex in a towel and me in my underwear about to get in the shower. One such afternoon as Alex walked into the room, refreshed, a huge jet pack style of flying bug flew into the room. We start dodging the bug, in kind of a defensive stance. The bug chases Alex out the door and then flies back in the room which causes us to simultaneously do a home plate style dive onto the floor. We both look at each other relieved that the other was so afraid of just a bug. As soon as we make eye contact the tear drawing laughter begins. Through tears I tell Alex to stop, the laughing hurts and I might have peed a little bit on the floor. We break into another round of laughter as we look at the quarter sized wet spot on the floor.
2. ‘Oversmiling – I feel like we haven’t been doing it as much lately’ – Alex
‘You are doing it right now I can hear it in your voice, but don’t worry, I am too’ –Andrea walking behind him through the dry tropical forest.
3. Running home from work in the pouring down rain, stomping in puddles in our big rubber boots.
4. Alex blurting out English to Ecuadorian family members randomly in a too loud voice.
5. Greeting and waving to everyone, even if you have already said Buenos dias to them 5 times that day and they haven’t moved from where they were four hours ago.
6. Riding in the back of trucks
7. Walking around Tabuga with Alex’s commentary, those of us who know Alex know he’s funny, put him in a world where he can say whatever he wants and I am the only person who can understand and his funniness reaches a new, often inappropriate level.
8. 1.5 pounds of fresh squid for 2 bucks... delicious
9. Baked pasta with mozzarella and parmesan cheese, salad and homemade crutons
10. Raining inside my house... one day when the wind was blowing horizontally during a rainstorm it literally was raining inside the room. Alex was over smiling about it as he stood in the middle of the room yelling, ‘look its raining on me over here, and over here too!’
11. ‘I am not even sure what I like about it here but I am so happy’ Alex, just living the life.
12. New Pillows.... the old ones were moldy and smelt weird
13. Bus drivers knowing we live in Tabuga, not yelling Canoa at us just because we’re white
14. Cockroach eating Styrofoam wall decoration, the noise woke us up and freaked us out... another reason for yet another middle of the night conversation
15. ‘I kind of want to hold your hand and skip, we just get along so well’ Alex regressing to our childhood
16. I have an amazing ability to speak mute... even from far away
17. Getting seen around Ecuador on this weird MTV like TV show where Alex was grinding with the plastic surgery gone overboard reporter.
18. Ryan Fitzgerald
19. Strawberry oatmeal pancakes
20. Rushing to the shower after work –one friend exclaims this shower is so nice, because it always has water
21. Gusuentight – had no idea it was German
22. Getting a beer at the local store, just hanging out and making the wife laugh her witch laugh
23. Hanging out in the jungle with the indigenous group, Waoroni, Alex pulling naked kids into a moving truck and me learning how to say bad words in Wao, the crazy sounding language
24. Bigote, the cook at the reserve and our really good friend. He looks out for us, we look out for him, we really love him... bigote means mustache in Spanish.
25. Oversmiling when we get home after a day of work, a weekend away or a week in the jungle, just because we are home, in Tabuga
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