Ecuadoriana pt. 1

Well, because my new blog is not functioning (obviously I am a spam bot) I am forced to return here. Somehow that seems fitting, all part of the twists and turns of life.

For the past week I have been in Ecuador, advendturing abroad and trying my best not to embarass myself socially due to my inability to speak coherent Spanish. I started in Quito where my fair hostess Marianella showed me around town with her roommate Landis and brother Christian.





Me and Landis

Me and Landis








It was a good time, but somehow slightly disapointing in how similar it was to home, after all the first big place we visited was a gargantuan mall to look into buying a phone and raincoat. The Basillica was nice, however, and I enjoyed myself despite the familiarity of my surroundings. My first truly out of the box experience came in the form of a popcorn like snack, a favorite junkfood of my Shuar hosts:

fried ants to us Americans

Ormigas: fried ants to us Americans

They tasted similar to popcorn with a uniquely Ecuadorian seasoning.

In the pueblo of Asuncion I found my more perminant residence. The house is of a rustic build with tin roofing and wooden walls and floors. Chickens peck around the house and etournally filthy dogs meander around the property.





Jonathan, the son of Doña Esther and Don Miguel, is a cheerful freshman of 13, ocupied mostly by homework and sports. Doña Esther is a nurse at an outpatient center in the nearby city of Sucua, and can be best discribed and energetically motherly. Don Miguel is a retired officer of a specialty police force which I never could quite wrap my head around, it might be something similar to being a state trooper but I´m not sure.

Don Miguel

Don Miguel

 Mostly he now is occupied with local politics in Asuncion and managing the homestead, where they grow plantains and Yuka, have cows, and are in the process of developing fish ponds. The house is also ocupied by three employees of the household, who´s names etournally evade me, and a baby. 

Nearby there are two poorer towns which demonstrate the other side of living in a developing nation. Small children run in the muck of what was once a soccer field and stray dogs (which are everywhere from the cities to the countryside here) roam the periphery. My camera and binoculars were certainly a pair of exciting new oddities to the children there. The views from these towns which are higher up in the mountains, are stunning.

I have begun working with the Shuar Federation in Sucua to build a website, and I must get back to work, but I will try to update more regularly from here on out.

Ciao, Emmett.


~ by twist9 on October 15, 2008.

3 Responses to “Ecuadoriana pt. 1”

  1. Great to have the photos and commentary Emmett. It is quite beautiful there. Those look like wonderful children, too. I look forward to more!


  2. The photographs are terrific – they make me feel like I am a small part of this adventure. Can’t wait to see and hear more from you about the work you inwhich you are involved and the small and large adventures.

    The stray dogs sound like a sad part of the trip.

  3. first, let me say that it seems like your having a lovely time!
    boy oh boy do i have news for you! but, I didn’t really know where to reach you.
    IM me, I deleted all my SN’s on accident, I’m sure I still remember yours..I think?
    haha :D

    I have good news!

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