So last night I had this dream that went a little something like this: First I realize I'm in the US and I find it strange that I still have some things like my Ecuadorian cell phone with me, because I meant to leave that in Ecuador when I left. Secondly I start remembering things that I wanted to do while I was in Ecuador that I never got to accomplish. Then I start wondering why on Earth I thought I'd be able to have enough time to do these things. I soon came upon the answer: because I was supposed to be in Ecuador for a longer period of time. For some reason I had returned to the States after only a month in Ecuador! I started getting mad because I hadn't even gotten a chance to say good bye to my host family, and although it was nice to see everyone back home in the States, I felt really cheated because I was supposed to be in Ecuador for another five months! I got in contact with a woman in charge here and our conversation went a little something like this:
"Why are we here?!"
"What do you mean?"
"Why aren't we in Quito right now?!"
"Oh, the program got canceled and we brought you guys home early."
"WHAT! WHY?"
"Some students just weren't responsible enough to be there."
Oh, I was so mad. Why did they have to bring all of us back just because a few students couldn't stay? By the end of the dream I told myself that some day I'd return to Ecuador and do the things I wanted to do.
You have no idea how happy I was to wake up from that dream. I miss a lot of you back home, but there is NO way that I'm ready to leave.
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This weekend we're going on a trip with the program to a place called Otavalo, a little town outside of Quito. Apparently it has a really cool market place and a park for birds of prey. I'll make sure to write a good blog entry and put up lots of pictures when I get back. We leave bright and early Saturday morning and get back Sunday evening.
Tidbit: Every morning for breakfast I get a good-sized bowl of yogurt, filled with pieces of fresh fruit (I've had apple, banana, kiwi and papaya, just to name a few) and with granola sprinkled on top. Also my host mother makes me delicious scrambled eggs, sometimes with scallions and sometimes with small strips of ham cooked right in there. I also get a glass of fresh-squeezed orange juice, and if that doesn't fill me up, there's always fresh bread from a nearby bakery and cheese and homemade jam to put on top. It's so good, or as the Ecuadorians would say, ¡Que rico!
Take care everyone, and check back in early next week to find out what happens in Otavalo!
-Joey
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Hi Joey,
I had a dream, when Rick was first born, that he was already about 6. I was so sad that I didn't get to have him as a baby. I felt really cheated. I was really glad to wake from that one too!
I'm glad that they are feeding you well. I was a bit concerned about that! :-)
I'm enjoying your blog. I read it about once a week. You are having quite the adventure!
Be safe and enjoy. Celia
Boo bad dreams. YAY good food and weekend trips! Somehow I missed your Pinchicha blog until now. It was nice to read it anyhow even if it's late. I know you know I keep up with your blog of glory, but this is just for the record. can't wait to read the next one! You always include something in your blog that you don't in our chats. Love!
when did you start eating meat again?
love your blog by the way, it's been really fun to read. it always makes me super excited to get to go abroad... in three years.
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