On Friday, I slept at my counterpart's farm house. Erly, his mother, and I made a camp fire, cooked some food, searched for the cows and bulls, and took the horses from one spot to another (I don't know why), and slept outside on the porch. It was really tranquil and pleasant. It is amazing how something little like that can have such a big impact. Anyway. As we were walking through the jungle part of the finca, searching for the 15 missing cows, my hand brushed up again a particularly painful leaf. At the time, I figured it was just ortiga. I started thinking it was something different when that night my finger swelled up and still had a rash. This happened Saturday morning. I wasn't able to make a fist until 4 days later. Honestly, not that big of a deal, but I figured I'd warn as many unsuspecting potential victims as possible (particularly my fellow omni 108-ers). Beware.
I have included some pictures of stinging caterpillars. They look quite funky and appealing. You think you've made a cool find, so you want to coger the bugger and show it to your friends. DON'T DO IT.
-Christmas trees go up really early here. In my host families house, the tree went up in early October. It is now still currently up.
-I thought I was better having conversations in spanish over the phone than I really am.
-The Mariscal is scary, trust no one.
-Stereotype: south american food is spicy, not in Ecuador
-The Mariscal is scary, trust no one.
-Stereotype: south american food is spicy, not in Ecuador
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