Wow, I have been really terrible at blogging. Whatever.
Got back from the Galápagos yesterday, and WOW. Tons and tons of animals, and the most stunning landscapes I've ever seen-- on ISLANDS, no less. You can see why I liked it. Puerto Ayora reminded me so much of MDI, except with that unmistakable Ecuadorian flair. More than anywhere else in Ecuador, I really want to figure out a way to go back for a long time. Of course, the Galápagos are the hardest place to be allowed to live... I guess I never have tried to make things easy on myself.
Quito life is definitely old, but I'll be out of here in twelve days. And I'll miss a lot of things it when I'm gone, I'm sure. Salsa class, for one. We've gotten good enough that I think it'd be feasible to go to a salsateca and not look like complete fools, so I think that'll be a project for the next twelve days.
For the past couple weeks I've been teaching English at an educational recovery center for kids with learning disabilities or behavioral problems and are therefore in danger of needing to repeat a year of school. At first, we had six- and seven-year-olds (who can't read or write yet in Spanish, much less English, and were complete terrors), but those were replaced with entirely manageable nine- and ten-year-olds, and a pack of hilarious thirteen-year-old girls. It's pretty intense sometimes, but such a valuable experience.
Two side benefits of teaching at that school: walking past the cafe with the best cappuccino in Ecuador every morning, and discovering a place with eighty-cent haircuts. I am intrigued, and my hair does need cutting. I think I'm going to go tomorrow after teaching at the school. This ludicrously cheap haircut could turn out horribly badly, but if so-- I'll be home in under three weeks and can get it fixed. Wish me luck...
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