Advertisement
Published: January 19th 2007
Edit Blog Post
Crickets in my shirt
This is MALECON DEL SALADO in Guayaquil, during this time of year there are hundreds of crickets flying around. A few ended up in my shirt at the time of the picture. So after a long awaited blog, I want to welcome you all to 2007 I know its a bit late, but I havent seen you all and some of you I've never met.
Well alot of shit has happened since xmas and new years and I'm trying to remember it all from my journals and theres so much I dont even know where to start.
I just wanted you all to know that I'm completely nuts for doing this trip. With this experience I dont think I'll ever do this again. But I'm not going to vent or complain because I know alot of you back home would trade places with me any day.
So far 2006 had been great! I have no complaints I hated my job and in the end and I was kind of glad that they didnt extend my contract till october. Plus I got into USC unexpectedly and I probably wont even attend. It was good to know that I could though.
So reminiscing on 2006 I had alot of fun, going to Brants on taco tuesday nights especially to eat a 100 tacos, that was fucken nuts. Or the time you
Me a babysitter? Right!
These were the kids that lived in the house, Milena(5), Vanessa(7), and Jim (14). Atleast I think so, but the girls constantly wanted to be left at home under my care. guys all dressed up in the Grimms 70's clothes and got kicked out of Pauls place, that was classic! It was a bitch to round you fuckers up, but I did it. And lots of other tid bits, but by far I think making this decision to leave the states for 8 months was the best idea.
I'm now on 3 months of travel and still going. I no longer have a sense of time or day. I never know what day of the week I'm on much less the actual date. I never visited so many airports in my life, I must say by far Lima's airport kicks ass with its 24 post office, internets, pharmacy and bookstore, and comfortable chairs to sit for 10 hours. I do however know time according to what country I'm in.
For example back in Panama City, Annika my roommate was the only person who knew that this would be my first xmas spent away from home. And that the only thing I wanted for xmas (other than money ofcourse) was to see my friends and family. (Annika I hope you went back to costa rica for your passport.)
MUCHINES
My favorite dish in Ecuador. Shredded yucca balled up with cheeze, ummm artery clogging. This shit will leave marks on your ass. The only thing, I loved about traveling for the xmas holidays was that it wasnt so comercialized, and therefore I really didnt pay much attention to it anymore. Besides I found it to be really shitty when I was told by my host family that grown ups dont get presents. That xmas is only and exclusively for children under 15. (that was horrible news for me, cuz I always look forward to spending xmas with the Grimms). So I was a bit sad this xmas, up until I received a surprise from santa/papa noel.
I had gotten a call on xmas from the airport saying that my brothers grimm had come all the way to guayaquil, ecuador to visit my ass. And then as the days progressed even my broke ass friends came to visit me. Ahh, it was the most wonderful feeling to know your missed and that you miss them too.
Mind you I had only been gone for 2 1/2 months at that point. But then Tammy, Carolina, Pam, Mark and my brother Chris all came to see me down here to Ecuador. That was a bitch because plane tickets to Ecuador from L.A. are
Host mom
Elsa was great to me even though she happens to be cousins with my uncles ex wife, you follow that! She took me to a military base to get in the pool, her eldest son is in the navy. expensive that time of year and I had no idea that people would go that extra mile for me. Ahhhh, I feel loved. It was a great xmas and one that I will not forget.
And for an entire week I was drunk and happy. Except for when they all left on new years eve, that was a bit sad to sit at the airport and watch everyone go home. But none the less I was glad to see my friends and family even if it was brief.
I also wanted to thank those who gave me xmas money, that should help me get out of africa when the time comes. Thank you so much for those few bucks they will go along way.
But the best xmas present came in the form of an injury. I think Dan said it best, that I'm fucken retarded on my feet and Im starting to believe that. So I went out to Dan and Davey's hotel for xmas and I was so excited to get in a tub that I slipped and did a half spin and fell on my right! (Si! Davey I fell on my right!) I
XMAS fall
The xmas tub was evil and this is my leg a few days later from that fall. hit the right side of my ribs, thigh and arm on the edge of the tub and sprained my ankle doing so. Ofcourse no one heard me, because Dan and Davey are both bad babysitters I sat in the tub for minutes without even moving cuz the pain was really bad.
But the highlight of my xmas holidays came when I finally found a theatre that was playing Borat. Then Tammy, Carolina and I got on a bus and headed for the riverfront theatre to see the long awaited Borat. Finally!!!!!! That shit was fucken hilarious. Best movie in 2006. Ahh, it was nice to find a sushi place in south america, it felt just like home.
So on january 3rd I said good bye to my host family and got on a bus headed for Quito, Ecuador for the next 8 hours. Once I got into Quito's, cumanda bus terminal I caught the Trolley to the airport and got stuck on the turn style with my fat kid on my back. This guy had to go around in order to help me take my pack off and stop me from holding up the line. Everyone was pissed
Too much to drink
I think this was a day or two after xmas. I was already drunk by the time we had gotten to this bar in the red light district in Guayaquil. No strippers here. at me and they all wanted me to get the fuck out of the way cuz people wanted to get home.
Then after asking alot of questions around town, 2 guys helped me to the end of the line and got me on the bus to the airport. I made it just in time to spend 2 hours at the airport before going to Lima. What a fucken ordeal
While at the airport I decided I needed to make my pack even heaver and buy a book. The guy at the check out asked me where I was going and I said, Lima why? And he says, are you sure you want to read this now? And I was like, I think its a perfect time to read ALIVE, while I'm on a plane en route through the Andean mountains dont you?
After nearly traveling for 24 hours straight I get to Lima's airport. Ofcourse my flight isnt scheduled till 6am on january 4th to cuzco. By this time Im starting to feel like shit from the climate change and I'm feeling like a wet dog. Im sweating and coughing, sneezing, headache, so that you can rest..............
Uncle Davey to the rescue
My Davicin was being silly protecting his little bro from the other drunks at the table. medicine..............however that ad goes.
The cab drivers at the airport were all trying to lure me into going to town for the night, and I wasnt having it. I was feeling worse by the minute and I had to find a quiet spot to take a nap like the hundreds of others sleeping there to catch the morning flights to cuzco. A sea of backpackers all asleep against the walls of the second floor, all without a backpacks ofcourse because like me I had checked it in at storage facility downstairs.
Well once it was 4am and everyone is getting up all anxious to climb machu picchu without a clue as too how hard that 4 day journey would be.
Advertisement
Tot: 0.135s; Tpl: 0.012s; cc: 6; qc: 45; dbt: 0.0438s; 1; m:domysql w:travelblog (10.17.0.13); sld: 1;
; mem: 1.1mb
carolina
non-member comment
veronica!
as carolina pulls the wine out of her purse in the movie theater... tammy's voice echo's through the theater.... "And they think black people are bad! you white girls, with your wine bottles in your purse". heheheh. my ass is scarred forever by the way. oh, marcy. ven. ven aqui.