Super Bowl:
So as I mentioned in my last post, my new friend Aimee was so gracious as to invite me over to her and her husband’s house for BBQ-ing and Super Bowl watching today. They have this great place in Quito right by the valley bus station so it was easy for me to get to. I got to meet their sweet 3-month old golden retriever along with 4 of their friends. It was really nice to hang out in a BBQ setting…sort of reminded me of being at home, except for the bi-lingual conversation swirling about me. Which leads me to…
Strangers:
I love meeting people. While some might think it’s strange to just agree to go hang out with a group of strangers for 6 hours, I find it quite enjoyable. Everyone was super chill and very welcoming. I especially like hanging out with a group of friends who have known each other for years so the stories just keep coming, with each person trying to out-do the last one. I think they all might have been a little older than me (30ish?) but the dynamic between all of us was good. And oddly enough all of them were bi-lingual (I haven’t come across that too often) so we had a great Spanglish convo.
Stephen King:
Aimee’s husband (Juan Carlos) somehow brought up Stephen King and I was all “ah I love Stephen King – aren’t we so lucky he became a writer and not a serial killer? because let’s be honest. those were his only two options with a mind like that.” And then I went on gushing about his old stories under the pen name Richard Bachman and Juan Carlos was like “The Long Walk??” and I said “YES. I love that story.” And thus a bond of Stephen King was made and he lent me “Under the Dome” which is a monster of a book that I fully intend on devouring as fast as possible. Sorry Ben-Hur. I’ll finish you after.
Spiders:
There are too many here. I’m serious. I used to scream every time I saw one, but now they just annoy me. Get out of here spiders. This is my room / bathroom / kitchen / living room. And every day they seem to be getting BIGGER (see photo for evidence). Don’t they say you eat 8 spiders every year in your sleep? Ecuador has without a doubt tripled that stat for me. Gross.









