
For some reason I've been putting off blogging the same way I would put off studying for a biochemistry exam. It may be because it's extremely difficult for me to sit at my computer in 90 + degree heat, or perhaps it's just because I haven't felt the urge to reflect lately. Not sure. But, I'll tell ya'll one thing--the heat sure does wipe me out! It has been in the 30's here (centigrade), with humidity reaching up to 90% at times. Dang.
I don't know where to start, since I've had so many adventures since I last blogged

The night I arrived, I went out to eat dinner--sola, as always. Somehow I managed to make friends with the blonde surfer dude who was sitting next to me studying Spanish. H

Normally I am not a social person at all, but when I travel alone I seem to make all sorts of crazy and fun friends. There were only 3 or 4 of us in the hostel, including a South African that I ended up talking with over breakfast. We talked about what it's like to live in Africa (even tho' she claims she's not part of Africa)-- apartheid, violence, racism, bab

My initial reason for heading out to Bahia was to work on an organic farm outside Bahia. In the end my plans fell through ($230 for 2 weeks volunteering on a farm seemed a li'l outrageous), so I hung out in Bahia. It seemed harmless at $6 a night, and the beach was beautiful. (I should mention that I've added in some pictures of my Bahia adventure to this post--including some pics of the beach, cacao, a cat I fell in love with, and the local towns).

Ohh--right now I'm in Guayaquil and my family is preparing lunch. So hungry! I think today is pork chops with tamarind sauce. Yummy!
So, anyway. I decided to take a tour in Bahia of a giant lagoon and nature reserve called El Humedal. The tour agency told me that I'd get to see snakes and caimans and all this cool stuff. Turns out, since Ecuador is suffering one of the worst droughts in history, El Humedal is all dried up--not a drop of water anywhere. As soon as I arrived I realized the tour agency had screwed me just a bit. Oh well, these things

My tour guide was a 21 yr old student who knew a bunch about the natural world--including the names of birds, insects, flowers, and even different species of cactus. Since El Humedal was all dried up, we hiked around and then sat and talked for a while. I told him about my research and that I was interested in learning about Fair Trade cacao farmers. The next set of events is crazy and I still don't

Here we go:
Tour Guide tells me that he has a huge group of Tour Guide friends that are coming to visit El Humedal, a local church, and an organic cacao farm, and invites me along! I accepted, as a gracious gringa always does, and as soon as I knew it, a big bunch of Tour Guides were ascending upon El Humedal. These were no ordinary tour guides tho'. They were primarly interested in promoting ecotourism to help prevent the destruction of the environment. The majority were

We ended up at a local cacao farm, where we watched the process of harvesting cacao and making (very delicious) chocolate. It was nothing short of amazing! And the smell of the factory was absolutely delicious. The best part of the whole experience was being introduced to the head of La Providencia, a local

There's so much more, but it's lunch time. Hopefully ya'll will enjoy these pictures.

Will blog again after lunch! :-)
I am SOO PROUD of you!
ReplyDeleteP.S: That cat creeps me out.