Carmita and I at the Festival de la Luz
But the most impressive was the church Compañía de Jesus. By day, the church is stone colored, but at night the lights make it look painted.
On Sunday, I was supposed to fly to Loja in the afternoon. In true Ecuadorian fashion, our flight was canceled for "operations" less than two hours before our flight. We ended up flying to Cuenca and then taking a 3.5 hour bus ride through the mountains to Loja, arriving at 1 am instead of 4:30 pm. Luckily, I was with Carmita and her husband. The best way I can describe a bus trip in Ecuador is like the Knight Bus from Harry Potter (see link for reference). I dozed some on the bus, but I constantly woken by the bus going too fast around the mountain curves, slamming on the breaks to keep from hitting a truck in front of us, or pulling over in the gravel to let a car pass.
In the middle of the night, I arrived at Bertha's house, a friend of Carmita and another English professor at the university. I would be staying with her and her son, Carlos, until I could find a permanent residence. On Monday afternoon, I went to the university to meet the professors.
I worked Tuesday and Wednesday morning at the university, lesson planning and finding resources. I will work 20 hours/week at the university. 10 of these will be spent in an afternoon lab/enrichment time where students strengthen their speaking and writing skills. The other 10 hours will be assisting professors in their classes. There have been a lot of recent changes in higher education, so the professors have been shuffled around a lot. I am not going to go into the specifics (partially because I don't think I completely understand it) but instead of starting classes on September 26th like they were supposed to, we are hoping to start English classes next week.
Loja is a small, beautiful mountain town and a cultural center full of music, art, poetry, and tradition. Little by little, I am getting oriented and finding my way around town. There are several music-themed statues and murals, and it really does remind me of home (pictures to come). On Thursday nights, there is a cultural night in the main square, and this week I got to see traditional dancing and musical performances from Ecuador, Peru, and Colombia.
| Calle Lourdes, the oldest street in Loja. It hasn't been changed since colonial times and still has cobblestones. |
The fountain in the main square of Loja
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I am also enjoying my daily walks with Bertha (here they say Berta). We live right next to the river, and right by the house is a park and walking trail that runs along the water. The scenery is gorgeous due to the water, the mountains in the background, and the very artistic bridges that cross the river. I wanted to live with a host family during my time in Ecuador, and Bertha and Carlos have so graciously offered to let me stay here long term. Host families provide a great insight into a new culture, they allow me to practice speaking Spanish, and they ease the loneliness and homesickness. Between Berta, Carmita, and the rest of the English professors, I am being very well taken care of.
In other news, they are trying to feed me to death. Breakfast here is usually pretty small, yogurt or fruit, maybe an egg or bread, and hot tea. I have been eating around 7:30 in order to get to the university by 8. At 10:30 or 11, the professors all go together to an on-campus café to get a cafecito (coffee), which also includes some sort of empanada, cookie, or plantain-based mash. By this time, I am hungry so I am always looking forward to cafecito. Then, we eat a huge meal around 1:00, which so far has consisted of soup, grilled chicken with herbs, rice, maybe some small potatoes, and a salad. This is the biggest meal of the day and is about 1.5-2x bigger than what I normally eat for dinner, and usually I'm not all that hungry after the cafecito. Then at 4:30 or 5, around the time I can start moving again, we have merienda (snack) which is similar to cafecito with coffee and some sort of pastry. My poor confused stomach then gets hungry around 10:30 pm, when I am trying to go to sleep. The English professors are all worried I am not eating enough when really, I am full all the time. I suppose I will adjust.
Last night (Friday) several of the professors were getting together for a late merienda (around 9 pm) with their husbands. Bertha and I made Spanish tortilla to take, and other people brought a salad and a cake. Food by itself is very plain here, but meals are always served with ají, a kind of sauce that usually is a little spicy and every person makes slightly differently. Last night, I put ají on my tortilla, but this kind had peanuts in it so I had an allergic reaction at the party. Luckily I had Benadryl and water with me, but it was still really embarrassing and Bertha had to take me home early. I had a very sick night, but Bertha and Carlos were so kind and took care of me. There's nothing like having to depend on practically strangers when you are sick. Being sick usually makes you wish you were at home, but after that bonding experience I now have a new level of trust in this house and it is beginning to feel more like home.
I am feeling much better today, and I am hoping the rest of the weekend is much less exciting.