4/11/10

va ca

“Va ca”: how my host family shortens up "vamos a comer" (or "we are going to eat" in English)

As usual the magnitude of things I have to say is uncontainable, so much that my thoughts are spilling out of my brain onto the floor. Right now, I have my hand tightly pressed over my mouth and if I were to remove it, I would barf all of these words up and they would get all over your fancy new shirt (actually I don’t know if it is a new shirt of not but nevertheless you wouldn’t want word vomit all over you, now would you) so I’m not going to do that. Instead, I have picked up a few of those words that spilled onto the floor for you to read on your own. Without further adue, here is a synopsis of all that I want so explosively to share.

My time in Ecuador has been contradictory. And by that I mean it has been swift but also exhaustive, amusing but also dreadful, tranquil but also tumultuous. I have experience a great deal of amazing and absurd things in the last four months. I would very much like to say that these experiences have all made me grow as a person, and in some sense they have, but for the most part, I’m just not quite ready to say that yet. With time and more reflection this will come. However, there have been instances where I’ve thought to myself, “this, THIS! This thing that I am doing right now is part of my college experience. Someday I will tell my grand babies that I did this, this amazingly wonderful and somewhat outlandish thing, for college credit!” And then there have been instances where all I can think is “oh fuck! what have I gotten myself into?” just pure whatever the emotion is for “oh fuck!” Above all, I have gained an immense amount of respect for the US of A. I have also learned that I need to be more attentive and considerate. This I will work on in the coming months. And I’m now fluent in Spanish! But really though I am exhausted, just holding these words in is tiring, my arm is getting numb, and for that reason I am going to find a toilet or a trashcan to throw up my thoughts into and then we are going to eat! “Va ca!” as my host family would say. p.s. I can’t wait to return to more than 5 pairs of shoes, safe pedestrian cross walks, country music radio, texting, concerts, our family dog Chicken, and food (mostly cheez-its, Tillamook yogurt, twizzlers, pop-tarts, and Caesar salads)

here are some pictures from my cell phone:






















































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