Rookie mistake numbero dos: Cotopaxi is the name of the tallest mountain surrounding Quito... it is NOT a local supermarket, Jessie. I also learned this morning that the reason the bus drivers will start driving while people are half way on the bus is because they are in an unspoken competition against the other bus drivers. Whoever can drive the fastest can cut in front of the others and pick up more people. This just reeks of lawsuit but here... anything goes. Moving on to my coordinator here at USFQ, Amanda. If Superman and Mrs. Doubtfire had a love child it would be Amanda. After every sentence she refers to us as "my children" or "my students" and explained to us today that Chinese people are so thin because they can't pronounce their R's. "Yo quiello alloz" certainly won't get you rice... good thing I have yet to see any Asians. She also explained to us that Pepe is short for Jose... Paco and Pancho are short for Francisco... and Nacho is short for Ignacio. I never would have made those connections just like I didn't realize that Enchiladas carry that name because they originated in Chile... bet you didn't know that either.
Perhaps one of the best parts of today was hearing a group of young children singing The Beatles classic, "Good Day Sunshine" in English outside of our classroom when it was far too early for me to be excited about grammar. We got a chance to walk around campus which is absolutely breathtaking (picture below). Yes, that is where I go to school... weird right? Marta prepared lunch for me today at home which consisted of a soup made out of avacado, potato, and platanos to start. We then ate tilapia, lentils, rice, and homemade limonada. In Ecuador, lunch is the biggest meal of the day, which is wonderful during lunch; however, I don't know how long I will last eating bread and cheese for dinner.
The group reconvened at La Capilla Del Hombre which is an art exhibit dedicated to the work of Oswaldo Guayasamin who may be my new favorite artist. Guayasamin's work is a tribute to not only the marginalized and oppressed in Latin America but all over the world. Guayasamin was known for traveling to secluded indigenous villages throughout Central and South America and capturing the essence of the struggle of the gente. He believed in a world of peace... a world where mankind could all hold hands. His inability to find such a reality in this world is portrayed through his dark yet realistic paintings of hunger, coldness, and solitude. An example of his work is below (along with a saying I really loved) but I highly encourage you to visit La Capilla Del Hombre if you are ever in Quito. Well worth it.
That's all for now folks...
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