Cant Fit Here

I wish there was a sign when I entered Ecuador- "You Must Be This Tall to Ride This Country!" Just the other day, five times. That's right, five times. Five times, what? If you haven't guessed, the amount I hit my head either on the bus or exiting the bar in one day. Today was a shining beacon of my experience, it's the typipcal life in Ecuador thusfar. I was finishing up lunch, the usual arroz con pollo (go look that up if you want more Spanish training), and "BAM!" The five foot nothing doorway had its way with me. It romanced my cabeza with sweet-nothings.

On the same note, I did not know origami was a prerequisite for the Peace Corps. In order to fit into my seat on the bus, I need to take six years of yoga. If I do not know the "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," I cannot fit into my bus seat. I guess there are some disadvantages to being 6'2" and blonde in a foreign country. As enjoyable as twelve-year-olds whistling and howling at me is, it is somewhat awkward. I'll get used to it.

To change the pace a bit, many people are curious about my training class. One word sums it up pretty well, great. Even though we have only known each other for three weeks (close to a month now), we feel like family. It has been easy to fit in with this group of people. Some people share that same awkwardness that I tend to project, or at least understand it. Many people here make it easy to feel like I am at home, or at least miss my dogs (and sister, sorry Melissa) a wee bit less.

Anywho, this week and next, I find out future work sites. So far, there are two or three sites that really interest me, one near Loja, one in Cotacachi, and one on the coast. Two of the three are very easy to visit as an American (hint, hint). I will let you know more in the next week or two, in case you really wanted to come down here to Ecuador. So yeah, if you are over six feet and plan to visit Ecuador, cut off either your ankles or knees so you will have no trouble feeling comfortable. Or learn origami.