This morning I woke up the same way I do every morning. L walks up to my room and rips of my blanket: "YOU'VE GOT TO GET UP NOW!!!" What can I saw I like my sleep!
Our host mom usually has breakfast ready for us at 7; usually a roll, jam, yogurt (really thick juice) and coffee. We've got to be out the door by 7:30 because there is a 10 minute walk between us and Sampere. Dodging morning traffic is my usual source of morning exercise. (There's a whole different king of driver in Ecuador... dangerous).
My morning group includes L, our good friend Fleur (Flor while shes in SA), and Jack, a new student from Britain. These small groups are far superior to high school classes of 35. There is a serious difference in the quality of learning. Breaks between classes include me searching out the nearest bakery and filling up on coffee. We usually have class until 11, when there is normally a culture class 3 days out of the week.
That is my typical morning schedule.
The last two Wednesdays have seen my (shaky at best) attempts to learn salsa dancing. An instructor is usually at the school from 6:30 to 8:00. Squeezing close to 20 people in to a small classroom makes dancing an exercise in precision maneuvering at best. At worst...
After class, 15 of us trekked into downtown Cuenca looking for a restaurant that could accommodate our party on short notice. A dozen cafes and 50 minutes later we settled on a pizza and hamburger joint (not my choice, mind you). Long story short, I got my first case of food poisoning since arriving in SA. Needless to say, be careful of questionable pizza joints.
Going to el Baños this afternoon, I'll let you know how it goes.
2 comments:
Go Erik, Go Erik
Do you think it was maybe, the cheese? Sorry to hear.
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