Updates from the primary forest and Lisa gets robbed again...

Ok first of all I would like to say that it doesn’t feel like January. It can’t be January considering that it was 30 degrees Celsius today. This whole not having seasons thing is kind of messing with me. I kind of miss snow and hot chocolate with apple crisp. I just thought about shoveling snow and waiting for the metro bus to come during a blizzard, and now that thought has passed. Who am I kidding, tank tops and capris in January is pretty darn awesome.

Well, I’m back from Magdalena for a few days. It turns out that the electricity goes out fairly often in the community, as I discovered this past week. Without electricity there’s not a lot of working going on for me. One of the things I am working on right now, is designing new product labels for some of the products using this fancy computer software. So it is most likely that I will be making the trip into Quito or Sangolqui once a week to use the internet and electricity.

I went to visit the Tilapia processing plant which was interesting. It is in Rio Verde about a half hour drive from Magdalena. We also went back to the liquor processing plant to put up new safety signs, also very interesting as it took an hour to hang eight signs. Because of the lack of electricity my days have been full of driving around in the big truck visiting different projects and micro-credit farms. I also get to spend a lot of time in the Lufa workshop which is nice.

There is an orphaned baby pig in the community and after I fed him once he started to follow me around and hang out in front of my cabin, and sleep in my flower garden. When people try to shoo him away he hides under a bench. He’s a smart little pig. There are some rumors going around that he thinks I am his new mother. There is a rooster in my community that seems to be taunting me. He lives in the field behind my cabin and keeps on pooping on my deck in front of my door when I am at work.

Back in Sangolqui, the neighbor’s dog gave birth to Benny’s puppies. Benny is the proud father of three little cuddly black and white pups. Although I don’t think Benny realizes this, as he is only seven months old.

There are some interesting stories making the news over here, a new animal species was discovered in Loja, a city in the south of the country. It is a mix between a rabbit and a chipmunk it looks furry and cute. There is also a man in Manabí, a city on the coast, that has 96 children, now that my friends is just a little crazy.

Today when I was walking through the busy Sangolqui market this elderly lady bumped into me which wasn’t that strange considering that the Sunday market is incredibly crowded, and in general in Ecuador personal space means something entirely different than it does in Canada. Anyway, I kind of gave her a nasty look and then checked my purse to make sure it was still there. I walked another ten feet or so and then stopped to buy a water gun. When I opened my purse to get out a dollar I noticed that my wallet wasn’t in it, and then I saw that my purse had been slashed open with a knife and my wallet was most definitely gone. This really sucks because I had all my debit, credit and ID cards in there. Luckily, however Trevor is going to help me out by lending me money until my replacement cards arrive (which will most likely take two months) I’m really lucky to have a best friend like him, especially since he is making the trip from Riobamba to Quito to meet me (which is about four hours).

There have been so many other days when I have been in situations where I have thought to myself, ‘you are so going to get robbed right now’ and everything has turned out fine. I even saw it coming when my friend got robbed on the bus a few months back and we caught the guy with his hand in her purse, but for some reason I had my guard down today. ‘When you let your guard down is when you get robbed or you get parasites’ that is something that people have always told me and what I have always told my friends. It’s a very weird feeling getting robbed over here. It’s my third time getting robbed this year, and it has happened to pretty much all of my friends that are here. It sucks because you can’t really go to the police- they have much bigger things to deal with. And when it happens to you people treat you like a stupid foreigner. I have always been warned about having my purse slashed but for some reason I felt safe in the city of 50,000 people that I live in. Anyways it just sucks, so I will stop rambling and ranting about it now.

I’m sure tomorrow will be a better day, the weather is great, nice and warm and I am even getting a pretty good tan on my upper body. In Magdalena I walk around with big rubber boots on all day so my legs are still freakishly pale. The rubber boots are to protect me from cockroaches, snakes, and tarantulas. I am also searching for a very large rubber mallet to kill the giant cockroaches that I share my cabin with. Hope all is well friends.