Sunday, May 3, 2009

It's My Life..or Bon Jovi's

Friday night, I ate lunch/dinner with Tricia, Kelsey, Andres, Carlos, and Pablo. I had a miscommunication about lunch at my house, so I managed not eaten before I met up with them. I had a ham sandwich from Corral. I forgot to ask for no mayonaise. After I wiped it off, I loaded it with mustard. mmmm.
Kelsey left us for homework. We walked towards Jose's house. I tripped, over what I thought was Tricia's foot, and nearly fell on my face. Let's just say that all those who got to witness it found it very funny. I admit, it was funny.
We got to our next destination...Jose's house. He sat up his computer in the living room. We sang. It was fantastic!

For whatever reason, they kept singing love songs. Tricia and I sang the Backstreet Boys, among others. =)
Saturday, Tricia and I made plans to go to a museum, Hassan's (the Lebonese close to my apt.), and the Mariscal Market. We bought a few things, and had a good time. It rained. Amy called, and we met her at Plaza Grande in Centro Historico. After we were interviewed by several groups for English practice, we took a cab to the Panecillo (the hill with the Giant Virgen Mary on it). Since I didn't plan on this excursion, I didn't have my camera. I'll post pictures of this when I get them from Amy. Our cab driver waited for us, and drove us back down.
We tried to go into La CompaƱia (Tricia still hasn't been in it), but they were having mass. The church across the street had a wedding in it. We trekked up the massive hill to the Basilica (Gothic style church, but decorated with native animals instead of gargoyles). A wedding had just taken place there, and they were about to start mass. We didn't get to go in. We decided to head towards an ice cream place. After a brief stop at the grocery store, we found where the ice cream shop would be. It was closed. We found our way to the Trolle, were redirected to the North bound Trolle, and then got on. I got off at the park El Ejido. A man was walking towards me wearing a box on his back and head, homeless guy. He started saying things to me, so I veered and crossed the bus lane, then the car lanes. He gave up once I got in the road. I flagged a taxi, going away from my house, but I didn't care. When I said, "12 de Octubre y Cordero" he replied (in Spanish), "ya, where are you from?" haha. He asked me where my friends were, how long I would be here, how long I've been here, do I like Ecuador, etc. Other than asking about my friends, it was the pretty standard run of questions to a foreigner.

I was on Skype a while last night, rather than doing homework. Today, I woke up early because of the light through my window and because Tia Rita and Tio were talking loud like usual from the kitchen. So far today, I've searched high and low for my red jump drive (pockets of pants in the laundry basket, underware drawer..) only to remember I let Lily borrow it because her computer crashed. Now that everything is cleaned and straightened, I think the week might be productive for school work. Well, it has to be.
Leaving in about an hour to go to the store and have lunch.

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