Ok, guys, let's talk. I know everyone was really pulling for me in my whole video blog experiment, but I think it's time to put a stop to this madness. I had imagined it would take less time but it takes FOREVER to upload a video. I had also imagined taking you all around Quito and interviewing people and stuff but once it became apparent that it's not actually smart to show you have a camera all the time, I was sort of confined to the bedroom testimonial, which, let's face it, was kinda awkward. So let's all move on to the more traditional photo blog and I will try to express my unique personality through captions.
Last weekend, my host sister and two amigos from my program went to Canoa, a tiny beach town on the coast.
My host sister Jenny and I:
It was fun, but the journey...
...was kind of a nightmare. To get there, we left on a bus at 11:30 at night and arrived at 4:00 the next AFTERNOON, at the mercy of various delays including: breaking down at three in the morning and sitting in pitch darkness on the side of the road for a half hour without being told anything, having to wait three hours for a connecting bus that then first took us back to the city we'd been two hours ago before actually continuing to Canoa, and stopping in every single town to pick up people who paid to stand in the isles and get dropped off at other parts of town.
Having learned our lesson, we took another bus on the way back that left at 11 pm and got us to Qutio at 3 am. Pretty significant difference. However, this bus blessed us with the beautiful lights you see above, in addition to ones that flashed rainbow colors on the ceiling. It also played music throughout the night. Jenny and I had a long conversation about how this display reflected the essence of the Ecuadorian mentality, ultimately deciding that it didn't. Because Jenny also hated it.
