Keeping this blog has been great. Actually, no. It hasn't been great, it has been amazing and for one really big reason - I don't have such a great memory so it will be helpful to look back at when I return and share my stories. I have never been the type to really keep a journal but I am very happy that I have kept this one, and kept it updated. My past diaries have been started and out of the several I've had, none have been completed. So here's a toast to this blog! Thursday will be the one-month deniSe in Quito anniversary and I am thrilled to do more in this country.
Like the past mornings, this morning wasn't so great. School was literally just that - hey deniSe, just because you're on the equator doesn't mean school will be fantastic.
All I looked forward to since the morning was a kite. I really wanted to go to a park and fly a kite. Now, is that too much to ask?! I don't think so... but apparently it is. After school, Yonseili and I went on a "cometa" hunt and no luck. We ate in Quicentro at Sbarro... yes there is a Sbarro here and personally I think it's better than the one on Mesilla Valley Mall. Now, do you ever wonder what the people look like here? The style/fashion is pretty similar, almost identical, to what was in the states at least before I left. For all I know you're all wearing spacesuits over there now. No but really, it's similar. Taking taxis here I must say is great. I don't miss driving and I don't miss pumping gas. I do miss my fresh clean oxygen, though.
We met up with Chen after that. Yonseili and I went to pick up Brian and as he was stepping out of his house there was a failed attempt to scare him. I will have to try again. When we got to Chen's house we went to the nearby park to play basketball. The basketball court is also a tennis court and there was a trainer with two kids. One of them, about 9 years old, came up to us when he saw wanted to use the court and told us we could wait half an hour because that's when their session would end. In the meantime we just did chest passes, tried to do cartwheels, and laughed. When it was 4pm, we saw other little kids going toward the tennis court and so we ended up not being able to play. Thanks mini tennis players! First, I didn't have such a great morning. Second, I couldn't fly a kite. Third, I couldn't play basketball.
We went back to Chen's place and watched Ironman. There's a scene where Tony Stark was eating pizza, so we craved pizza and ordered Domino's. It was good. The view from Chen's house was also good. It looked better at night of course when we could see the city lights.
HIGHLIGHT OF THE DAY: It was so great, I had to capitalize it. When we arrived to Chen's house, Yonseili had to ask the security guard to let us in. He asked who we were looking for and what room he was in. After finally figuring it out because we called Chen and he called the guard we were told (by the guard) to go inside, take a left, go up to the fourth floor, and go to room 522. So we did what Mr. Security Guard man told us to do. If it wasn't for him, we probably wouldn't have had such a great laugh. The first elevator we went into wasn't working and we, especially Brian, were semi-panicking. We got out and got another one. The elevator in that building has a 2-second waiting period for people to get in so Brian kept getting jammed in between the doors every time we got out and got back in because we kept getting the wrong floor and room. It was hilarious. When we had room 522, Yonseili knocked on the door. Brian and Yonseili were in front of the door and I was against the wall in a way that when the door opened it would be going towards me. The door didn't open fast and hit me. The door actually opened very slowly and it squeaked a bit. It took about 5 seconds for the door to open all the way. I thought Chen would be there, but since Brian and Yonseili weren't saying anything I looked to see who was at the door. Well it wasn't Chen. It was a short lady, maybe about 5' tall, and to me she looked Hawaiian. She had short hair and a Pokemon t-shirt on. She just stood there saying nothing and she looked nervous. I tried asking her in Spanish and English if Chen was there but she looked kind of scared. All that was left for her to do was raise her hands in fear as if we were going to rob her. I asked her what she spoke and she said English. I slowly asked her if Chen lived there and she just shook her head barely saying no. Poor lady, we just left her and quickly got back into the elevator that was about four feet away from her door. I can imagine how frightening it must have been for her to see a white male in gym shorts and a t-shirt with a basketball, a girl with an NMSU sweater and jeans, and another girl with a blouse and jeans. Definitely one of those things you had to be there to laugh.
We met up with Chen after that. Yonseili and I went to pick up Brian and as he was stepping out of his house there was a failed attempt to scare him. I will have to try again. When we got to Chen's house we went to the nearby park to play basketball. The basketball court is also a tennis court and there was a trainer with two kids. One of them, about 9 years old, came up to us when he saw wanted to use the court and told us we could wait half an hour because that's when their session would end. In the meantime we just did chest passes, tried to do cartwheels, and laughed. When it was 4pm, we saw other little kids going toward the tennis court and so we ended up not being able to play. Thanks mini tennis players! First, I didn't have such a great morning. Second, I couldn't fly a kite. Third, I couldn't play basketball.
We went back to Chen's place and watched Ironman. There's a scene where Tony Stark was eating pizza, so we craved pizza and ordered Domino's. It was good. The view from Chen's house was also good. It looked better at night of course when we could see the city lights.
estrella,
ReplyDeleteit is so cool that you not only write about the stuff you are doing, but you manage to capture the "how" you do it. you are beginning to write the way you talk. and the 'you' is for sure there. you paint a picture, sometimes abstract with all the characters and the environment, but then you home in on the "it" that was special. you have been doing it since just shortly after getting there. the photos are always a good supplement. thank you.
mike
LOL- yonseili
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