In the past month, I've found a circle of Ecuadorian friends, stumbled into a communist political rally, received a 100% on a midterm (and a 30% on the following quiz), gotten a little bit robbed, and spent 4 days on the beach. All of them, in their own way, have been fun, interesting, and educational.
About three weeks ago, on a Saturday night, I got a call from my friend Ignacio (whom I met through the Jewish community) asking if my friend Caroline and I wanted to come to his cousin's house party. This plan seemed preferable to wandering the streets aimlessly, so we quickly accepted. At Cousin David's, we had some fantastic fondue and spent the evening hanging out with Ori, an Israeli guy working at the Israeli embassy in Quito, and Nir, an Ecuadorian Jew. We talked about everything from the minimum wage in various countries to why I'm not very good at doing "the worm". At the end of the night, Nir invited me to stay over at his house and go paintballing in the morning with him and some friends. In the US, paintballing never intrigued me, but in Ecuador, it sounded awesome. I was terrible, of course, but it was a lot of fun. Over the past few weeks, I (usually accompanied by Caroline (who's Vietnamese, but belongs to the JCC at home)) have had a lot of fun meeting up with Ori and Nir a few more times for pizza and TV, trivia nights, and generally going out on the town.
Although I usually speak English with this circle of friends, it's a much more Ecuadorian experience than speaking Spanish as I travel around to the touristy spot. Tonight at dinner, my host-brother-in-law and a family friend discussed how much more I've seen of the country than them. By staying in town and seeing what an Ecuadorian college student does on the weekends, I finally feel like I'm starting to get a sense of life here.
Two Saturdays ago, I woke up to what I have to assume was the Quito Pep Band playing outside my building. Like I was late to class, I jumped up, put on yesterday's pants and shirt, and raced outside with my camera. Apparently, it was the opening day of a political campaign discussing some proposed changes to the Constitution, and these people were gathering to expresse their strong opposition. For about 45 minutes, they played their instruments, chanted slogans, and had their official clowns on stilts dance in the street. Finally, they filed into an auditorium for speeches. That's when I started to notice several signs with hammer and sickles, flags with Che Guevara, and I was handed a newspaper with the slogan "Let the proletariate of every country unite!". Now, to be fair, there were a great number of other political organizations present too, but I couldn't help but feel that these people were not part of the political mainstream.

I don't speak about my classes very much on this blog, but I assure you they continue to exist, and are slowly demanding more and more of my time. Two weeks ago, for my class at the local university (PUCE) about the management of environmental conflicts, an Ecuadorian girl and I had an hour long presentation on mining in Ecuador. It was nice to have confirmation that procrastination is international, since we didn't start until the day before it was due. Nonetheless, we managed to put together a pretty solid presentation. My favorite class continues to be Linguistics of Spanish, also at PUCE. We mostly learn about the rules of pronunciation and the variation therein, which is a little boring for the Ecuadorians, but fascinating for a non-native speaker (although I can't always hear the differences between certain sounds). I am proud to announce that I got exactly 100% on my midterm for this class, which I took the day I left for Colombia. Unfortunately, I missed a few days of class while in Colombia, and we had a pop quiz when I got back, leading to the humbling grade of 30%.
My latest adventure took place in Atacames, a mid-sized beach town towards the north of the country. Four friends and I stayed at a hotel right on the beach and spent the day on a boat tour of the mangroves (although Cartagena was better), on a bananaboat, and lounging on the beach. Unfortunately, we were somewhat irresponsible, and one time left our stuff on the beach while we went swimming. Not surprisingly, when we came back, it was gone. Luckily, our hotel owner happened to have seen two guys take our stuff, and alerted the police. One guy got away with most of the stuff, including my iPod, but the other guy got arrested and taken to the station. I spent the next two days working my way through the Ecuadorian legal system, which was very strict and streamlined in some respects, and somewhat lax in others. I filed a report against the guy, Henry, and I was in the process of setting up an audience with the judge, when my hotel owner found me and told me to go talk to Henry. I went back to the police station and walked up to the holding cell (anyone can just wander over), and ended up negotiating a settlement, of sorts. I would drop my case against him if he paid me "the cost of the iPod", which we haggled to around $130. While some people may choose to look at the negative sides of being robbed, I had a pretty cool inside look at the Judicial system, and I'm actually pretty pleased with the whole experience.
And that, my friends, is the past month in a nutshell. Anyone want to place bets on how many more posts I'll fit in? I only have 7 weeks left!