I like my Spanish teacher, Martha, a lot. She is patient, 49, single, without children. Today we covered about three or four weeks of my eight week class that I took this fall. Almost all the concepts we covered today were familiar. The school is sort of a hodge podge building with apparently not enough rooms. Martha and I were
Quito is a busy city. Its run down, dirty, rife with traffic, noise, and graffiti. Quito is 22 miles long and three miles wide. I felt the 9,000+ feet last night and a little bit today on the walk back to the host familys place. Venturing out on my own, I found a place to have lunch and do my
My host family lives on a huge roundabout on the third floor of a non-descript building that seems to be right under the flight path of the airport. My bedroom has a very large window that looks out on to the cobblestone and grassy plaza that is the center of the roundabout. There is a fountain in the middle of
The travel day from Puerto Lopez was an 8 hour day of travel mostly waiting. Johnny and his moto-taxi found me waiting for Javier at Hotel Pacific. I was checking my email one last time on the hotels wifi. Johnny found himself on Facebook so now I have two South American Facebook friends. He gave me a ride to