Friday 27 February 2009

Couchsurfers, The Jungle and Laptop Meltdown!

More and more time has been going past between posts - this is for a number of reasons, as will be revealed!

Last week I had Pete and Sha to stay, a lovely pair of English types who contacted me through Couchsurfers. They arrived last Tuesday and we all hit it off straight away! In fact we all got on so well that we sat up talking to midnight every night. They are such a lovely couple, who have spent the last 6 years travelling and working around the world - I was inspired!

It was really lovely having people to stay and whilst I told them about what I've been up to since I arrived here and what plans I have for the future, it made me realise again that being out here is a really brilliant thing. I had fell into a bit of a humdrum routine of work and having buggered my foot I was kinda forgetting about just how wonderful it is to be here.

Pete and Sha helped me a great deal, not just on that front. They cooked me a fantastic dinner; Sha gave me reiki - which was wonderful; Pete tried to fix my computer (after it suffered a nervous breakdown last Friday night).

I felt so comfortable with them that I happily left them staying in my house, whilst I went away for the weekend.

I had hoped to get to the coast last weekend to catch up with various friends. However the roads and the weather were against me - landslides al over the place! So a 'Plan B' was formulated by Jim and Paul. Ater school last Friday we headed up to Papallacta - place of the original staff training and thermal baths! We didn't stay in the same place, but a cheaper hostel down the road. It was nice to soak into a huge hot bath, but I was sooo tired and wasn't feeling overly sociable. I was quite happy to watch and listen to the others. I was also feeling a little down about not being able to see my friends and had also received news that had made me feel far away from people I care about.

On Saturday we got the bus to Tena, along with lots of other people who'd had the same idea - unfortunately they got on earlier than us and had got all the seats. Luckily we only had to stand for about an hour of the three hour bus journey. Whilst on this bus journey I received a call from Pete and Sha to tell me about my laptop - I was gutted. My laptop is my lifeline. However I also knew it wasn't their fault and they stayed an extra day to try and fix it.

We arrived in Tena to find torrential rain and hurriedly got in a taxi to a hostel. Luckly Lani and Paul had sussed out a few place from a borrowd travel guide!

Tena itself wasn't overly exciting, it's basically a jump off point to more adventurous activities. We hung around for a couple of days, waiting to go into the jungle. Too be honest I was bored (forgot to take a book - DOH!). I also discovered that travel companions are not always what you expect. I had a fairly quiet couple of days.

On Monday we headed off for our jungle experience. We travelled for about 40 minutes and arrived at the edge of the jungle. We were meant to be being met by a boat to take us the 5 minute trip upstream to the lodge, but the guy wasn't there so we walked for 2o minutes instead. As soon as I found myself surrounded by trees, my heart lifted and my body relaxed. Nature - I love it and I needed a damn good fix.

The lodge was beautiful, wooden cabins beside the river. I instantly fell in love with the place, despite the humidity and insects.

We went for a few excursions by boat: to a museum where we observed traditional traps and had a go shooting with a blowpipe; to an animal sanctuary; then back to the lodge for lunch. At one point we ran aground and had to push the boat - but it was all quite amusing and I considered it to be part of my experience.

After a late lunch we went for a jungle walk for about 2 hours. It was lovely - our guide was incredibly knowledgable on the plants and animals. We also saw monkeys hiding in the trees which was fabulous having seen them in cages in the animal sanctuary.

After dinner I decided to tune the most battered and dusty guitar I think I have ever seen! Then Paul, Daniel (our guide) and me all took it in turns to play which was cool! Still need to increase my repertoire though!

Tuesday morning dawned with the wonderful sounds of the jungle. We went to see a local indigenous community. This was qiute weird as the adults of the village were out working. The photographer in me wanted to take photos of the children peeping out at us but I knew it wasn't appropriate. We felt like rich white tourists and that we were intruding. We did observe the farm of the community which was interesting and we ate cocoa seeds!

When we left the community we got into rubber tubes and floated back down the river to our lodge. That was my favourite part of the experience. It was so tranquil - apart from the bee which seemed to think I was a very large flower. We floated for about an hour - the water was perfect and it was brilliant to feel cool and refreshed. (I spent most of my time there dripping with sweat!)

Upon nearing the lodge, I had managed to get into the main current of the river and was very happy with the idea of floating away to wherever the river took me. However no-one seemd to take seriously my cries of, "Tell Justin you last saw me floating downstream on a tube!" So instead I had to swim to the side.

My time in the jungle was too short. I would really like to go on a longer trip and go deeper into the jungle. Perhaps in another location in Ecuador. It was a fabulous time which enabled me to recharge my batteries.


Sunday 15 February 2009

Valentine's Day...

It came and went yesterday and was okay. I'd decided to look on the day fairly philosophically, as it's the first I've spent on my own for about fourteen years - I figured I'm pretty lucky in that respect.

There were a few memories buzzing around in my head, but they were actually worse on Friday night. Luckily Adriana was online and I went over to her's where we drank hot choc with brandy and watched a film.

Yesterday was another day of laziness. I pottered about at home all day, spoke to my folks, played guitar, etc. I had a couple of sweet messages from two old friends, wishing me a happy valentine's day - that was lovely!

Last night I caught up with friends and we went to the Teatre Sucre in the old town in Quito and saw excellent Cuban music. It was great and restored my faith that there is good music here too - something I'd been unsure of since my trip to Argentina. It was a seated concert, which was a bit of a shame because it is definitely music to dance too. I did attempt a small dance with Lazaro, but my salsa skills seem to have slipped with lack of practise. It was fun though.

I got a card by Edward Monkton from Caro today which seemed very appropriate and good advice!


Wednesday 11 February 2009

Six months!!

I realised today that it's six months since I arrived in Ecuador. It felt quite strange. I do feel that I've been here for a long time, but six months feels like quite a milestone.

I know I'm still on a journey and have no idea where the destination will be. I have another 18 months here and then....?

Part of me feels like running off to a different country now, but that is probably running away. I know there are many more things to see here - I just need to see them!

It's very easy to get caught back into the work trap again, something I didn't want to do after leaving Buenos Aires, but it is inevitable. You get caught into a routine.

I have my last physio session tomorrow - I shall be glad to finish them. I know they are doing me good, but it is a commitment at the end of the day when I'd rather be doing other things.

Oh well off to the beach again in ten days for a long weekend. If it's anything like last time, it'll put the spring back in my step!

Saturday 7 February 2009

Lazy Saturday...

Just what is required.

12.15pm, still not dressed and feeling happy because I've just played with an image and am really happy with the result.

Sleeping Angel

I'm enjoying some quality me time!

Friday 6 February 2009

Another week goes by...

Since the last post.

Too much report writing and thinking in the last week. Weird dreams and weird moods. Feelings of stress that didn't alleviate till Thursday. Probably my own fault, too much prevaricating on the report front. People wanting decisions about this weekend which I didn't feel ready to give...

Feeling like I wanted to hide, pull the duvet over my head and not get up. Tell everyone to fuck off and leave me alone - of course I didn't, but at times it's been tempting!

Feeling unsociable...

Feelings of unhappiness inside - uncomfortable in my own skin.

Trains of thought that were not good to venture down, but kept rearing their ugly heads.

Wondering about teaching...is this where I want to be? Not helped by the kids. The same discussions over and over again about their behaviour.

However on Wednesday night things began to improve. Sushi and a few beers with friends.

Thursday dawned, brighter than previous days. I became excited about the story I am writing with the kids. I finally caught up with Amy and we had a really good chat. Much laughter inside about what we typed as naughty boys had detention in my class. Reports finished on Thursday night - a huge relief.

So here I am at Friday, an easy day in school. Finally this evening a decision about the weekend, but not for long, road conditions means the trip to Mindo will be postponed for another week or so.

So, what to do? I'm not sure, I'll see how I feel in the morning. Feelings from earlier in the week are still lingering - I'm just not sure where I want to be.