OK so it´s been forever since I´ve written anything but that´s because things have been pretty uneventful. I guess the biggest thing that has happened lately is that I feel a lot more like I´m a part of the community I live in and not the visiting gringa. There was a party at the new house a couple of weeks ago, and just wait until I post those pictures. They tried really hard to teach me how to dance, and even though I couldn´t I still had a great time trying. I´m almost done painting the house too, I ran out of paint with literally like ten blocks left to paint. Sooo frustrating, and that particular brand in that particular color is really hard to find around here for some reason.
Also, I´ve made friends with more of the young people in the village...there are actually a lot more of them than I thought! But I keep meeting more of them and now I have fun things to do every night instead of watching awful Spanish soap operas. Well, by fun things I mean sitting on the steps by the plaza playing cards or talking and doing nothing, but at least I have friends! Oh, and one night, I got a makeover from all the girls...those will be fun pictures for you guys too! They were like, ¨Aww you look so pretty!¨ And it wasn´t awful, just a lot a lot of makeup. Like, more than I wear when I go out and wear a lot of makeup. But it was fun to just be silly and play, even if all the girls were like, 5-15 years old.
I think that before, I was happy with the project and everything, but I felt like I didn´t belong and I was kind of bored. I thought that it might be a little hard to leave because of the family and the adorable little pooch, but that was it. Now that Azama feels more like home to me, leaving will be really, really difficult even if it means coming home to all you guys. I still miss home, but now it´s more like I feel that I´m running out of time here and I don´t want to miss out on anything.
Last weekend I went to the historic part of Quito, which was kind of boring...haha. It was a really long trip, like three hours each way, and I wandered around a little and went into a museum but I think I spent more time trying to find things than I did actually exploring. I didn´t even take any pictures, but you guys aren´t missing out on anything. We´re supposed to get a new volunteer this week, and then two more on the 15th, all girls. I think that will make things really fun, so hopefully they will be cool, and maybe we´ll all do a little traveling before I leave.
I learned a good lesson, too. Not all Spanish speakers use the same words, as is the case with the word ¨throw.¨ I, and other Guatemalans, say ¨tirar,¨ while Ecuadorians say ¨lanzar.¨ Not a big deal, until you use the wrong word and are told that in Ecuador, saying ¨tirar¨is just like our lovely f-word. Some bad things I´ve said: ¨Why are you throwing that at me?¨and worse, ¨I think you´d throw me down and run away.¨ Uhhh, yeah. So if you visit Ecuador and want to talk about throwing things, use lanzar, not tirar.