Saturday, June 19, 2010
A Fun Night In Quito
Thursday, June 17, 2010
My time in Otavalo
Monday, June 7, 2010
What an Amazing Race!
Hey everyone!
It’s been a crazy, but fun, last week. The Amazing Race sent us all over Ecuador doing a bunch of stuff and not knowing anything about it until we opened our clues for the day. Tuesday morning we started off splitting into our teams and then taking a bus into Mindo. When we got there we had to take another car down into the city and then hike up this huge hill where we were told that we needed to complete a ropes course. When we got to Canopy Adventure, we realized that the ropes course meant a zip line course. Needless to say, I was completely freaked out, but excited at the same time. I got up enough courage to get on the zip line and go, and then got off, shaking like crazy, but thought it was good experience. We started walking up this hill, and I am realizing that we were not done with the zip lining yet. It wasn’t until then that I realized I had to do 13 different courses before we were done! After a minor panic attack to keep doing it, I was okay, and by the 4th one, I loved it! It was so beautiful to basically be up in the clouds and zip lining from one mountain area to another. The last one that we had to do was real long and since we were up in the clouds, you could only see about half the line and then it disappeared into what looked like nothing. That one was probably the most beautiful site, though. After we got done zip lining, we took a 4 hour bus to St. Domingo, took another bus to El Carmen, and then got in this truck to go to a Missionary Alliance church. It was real late at night, but we still had to play soccer against 3 natives and score a goal before we had to send one of our teams members in to a dark room to catch a chicken. Finally, we got to eat dinner and we stayed in Bramadora at the church for the night.
Wednesday we woke up and had to take a chiva back into the town of El Carmen. A chiva is kind of like a bus, but you can sit on the top the whole way. We had to duck to not get hit by the banana trees that were passing by, and I was sitting next to a couple of chickens, but that was probably the coolest form of transportation that I got to take. After we got into El Carmen, I had to go to another site and use a machete to chop a section of the field away. They are using that land to build a church, hoping to get most of it done this summer. After we used the machete, we had to run up a hill, catch a taxi to a house, and meet our other team member that was helping cook lunch with a family. We ate chicken and rice and fried bananas. The family was so happy to have us there with them that they didn’t want to eat with us, but we made them sit down so we could have a conversation. After that, we took the bus back to St. Domingo in order to catch a 5 hour bus to Riobamba. Yes, a lot of this Amazing Race was on the bus, but it did help make me more comfortable to catch transportation around places. Once we got to Riobamba, we found out we were checking into a hotel, and we went out to a Texas BBQ place for dinner. It was nice to be able to sleep in a bed and grab a quick shower in the morning before the last two days of the race.
Thursday we woke up and took a bus to a place where we had to walk up hill for over an hour. Being that high of elevation and walking on only stones uphill, it was real challenging. A couple people had to stop because it was just too much, but we eventually all made it to the top where we found another small Missionary Alliance church. We got to rest a little bit and watch some kids play soccer, and then we went down to a potato field and had to harvest potatoes for 30 minutes. We were just picking potatoes up off the ground, and we probably were able to fill a couple of large bags. The discouraging factor was that we found out that a huge bag of potatoes can only sell for about 6 dollars, and we only worked for a half hour and were tired, so we couldn’t imagine how people do that all the time. To get back to the church for lunch, we were told that we had to ride a burro up the hill. I am not a big fan of horseback riding, but, it was just another task that I had to do. The burro was nice, but I was happy when I got to get off of it. We all ate lunch together that was prepared by some of the ladies of the church, and then we took a bus to Quitochu, a town that is only 10 miles away from the volcano that just erupted that caused me to be stuck in the airport for a long time. The people there were looking forward to seeing us so much and promised us we weren’t in danger, so we still went there anyways. When we got off the bus, we saw one of our leaders at a house, so we went there to meet him. The whole family came out and gave us tea and cookies and it wasn’t until about halfway through that Mark told us that we weren’t supposed to be at that house. The family knew Mark from before, and they invited him in for food, and once they saw all of us, they wanted us there too. We were still going to go to another house for coffee and bread, so he told us to save our appetites. The first family that wasn’t even expecting us asked us to stay for dinner and to sleep in their beds for the night. We already had plans for dinner, but we knew that they were just trying to serve God by offering up their beds, and we ended up accepting them. But, for dinner, we probably had the most challenging part of the Amazing Race. They told us that we needed to skin a guinea pig and prepare it to eat for dinner that night. That was not the best experience, but here, it is considered to be a delicacy to eat guinea pig. They usually go for 15 dollars, so for them to be willing to share with all of us was a big deal. We finally got through that, and then we got to go to a small church service for the night. They sang some of their songs, and then we went up to the front and sang some worship songs in English and in Spanish, and they enjoyed it a lot. The sermon was all about being united and being one in Christ, and it was a beautiful message considering we may have had some language barriers or cultural differences, but we are all still one in Christ. After that, we went back to the house that we were going to stay at and just talked to some of the girls that lived there. They were showing us pictures of some of their friends and just enjoying spending time with us. That night, however, we didn’t get much sleep because we could hear the volcano the whole time. It shook the house a couple of times, and we could see smoke coming out, but we knew that we were protected if anything were to happen. It was a crazy experience to hear all that noise and to be in a position where we were so close to a volcano, but it didn’t bother anyone in the community because they were so used to it.
On Friday we took a bus back to Quito in the morning and had to learn a song called “Chullo Quiteno” by asking people on the bus to sing it for us. Once we got back to Quito, we had to take some trolleys around town and go to a park. We then had to find a couple of buildings until we got back to the guest house of the Missionary Alliance. Once we got there, we had to count all the stairs in the building while we were singing the song that we were taught. They had 108 stairs in that house, and once we got that correct, we had to get our way back to Casa Blanca. After arriving back there, we were FINALLY able to take a good shower, and relax until dinner. We all ate dinner together and then just had some time of worship. Afterwards, they told us our placements for the Amazing Race, and since we switched teams every day, our scores were individual. I ended up coming in tied for 5th place out of 12 people, which I didn’t think was too bad J
Because of all the hard work they put us through during those four days, they took all of us to the Hot Springs. It was a little over an hour drive, but it was amazing and completely relaxing. We went to Crepes and Waffles for dinner, a really great restaurant here where you can get any type of crepe or waffle that you want. On Sunday we did some worship as a group for the last time because the Peru people were going to leave that evening. We spent the rest of the afternoon together, and then we sadly said our goodbyes, and they left on their bus ride.
Tomorrow I am headed out to Otavalo (about an hour and a half away from Quito) so that I can live with a family for 10 days and study as much Spanish as possible. Pray that I learn some Spanish or I will have 10 pretty quiet days J I’ll let you know how my experience goes!