Fiesta and A Rainy Day

So at some point during school on friday, my memory is a blur of colored crowds and screaming children, so I couldn't tell you when, I was given what looked like a business card with some info about a party on it. So I talked with Claudio and some other friends and found out that a girl had rented out one of the discotecs in the city and was having a huge party on Saturday. All right!  Friday night and saturday morning were pretty uneventful, so I will skip to the party because it was awesome. We got a ride there from a girl from school, as Claudio and I had absolutely no idea where we were going, what a relief. The first we saw of the discotec was the creepy front gate and dirt road going off into what looked like some woods, all the signs pointed to haunted house but we kept going. Then around the bend there was this long old building with a windmill on one end and flashing lights inside, I let out an ever so tiny sigh of relief. Inside was a dance floor, some tables, a bar, and a whole load of Ecuadorians who were ready to party. All in all quite similar to the place I went to last weekend except on a bigger scale. Lasers darted around the walls and made lines through the smoke that hung overhead, while huge speakers caused the ground to shake with reggaeton beats. I remember at about 2 hours in, during some crazy Spanish techno song, all of a sudden glow paint seemingly came out of no where and covered everyone and everything, the people went wild. I thought the glowing blue spatter marks on the walls and our clothes really added to the atmosphere, however I doubt those girls who were wearing their favorite dresses shared the same sentiment. The party went on in this manner for four or five hours until everyone was completely worn out from dancing and people started heading home. 

Thankfully I also had a ride home. I am not sure how much success I would have had trying to get a cab at 2AM, well, actually I was more conspicuous than the other people up at that hour a a result of the paint, who knows?

When I got home I had a rather awkward encounter with Mama and my brother Fernando T the front door. They had obviously arrived about 2 minutes before me and hadn't got into the house yet. We looked at each other with a sort of  "Why are you getting back at 2:30 in the morning" look. But I think I had more reason because Fernando was dressed in a full Zoro costume, complete with mustache, and plus, they had said they were going to play bingo with some group. I had never heard of late night fancy-dress bingo before, but they validated their story by showing me some prizes they had won. 

Today I got up early, some how made some breakfast and then waited for Fernando to come because he said we were going to do something later. I supposed I could have written the first half of this post while I was sitting doing nothing, but I didn't, I am pretty sure thats what they call being a teenager. So now I am staying up late, my face illuminated by the glow of the screen, listening to the constant tapping of my fingers on the keyboards and the rain on the plants outside. And now I am off topic. Back to this morning. 

So Fernando got home and he said we were going out to lunch with a friend of his and then to wander around the historic center afterwards. Food sounded good to me so I was happy to come along. He didn't quite explain that I was going to be the third wheel on his lunch-date with some girl he obviously liked. I think he was trying to make it seem like a date as little as possible, but for what reason I don't know. Anyway, we went to this cafe/restaurant on the 5th floor of an old building in downtown. The buildings are all really small here, especially in the old part of the city, so we could see over all the buildings down into the narrow streets below. I bought a charger for my camera so I do have pictures of all this, links at the bottom of the page as usual. I had the best pizza ever for lunch, in case you were wondering. 

After lunch we started driving to a museum the top of one of the hills, got a little lost, found our way again and then we were told that the museum had closed 45 minutes ago. But this is Ecuador, so we gave the guard a little cash to help him change his mind,  to the tune of about $3 I think and he let us in and showed us around. It was a museum about water, which seemed quite dull when I first saw the sign, but then we saw a room with a large oddly shaped trough in the middle and people waving their arm around and really looking quite silly. Upon closer inspection we saw that the trough-thing was filled with soapy water and the people were waving large metal circles resulting in enormous bubbles. What fun. We did this for the better part of half an hour constantly trying to make bigger longer lasting bubbles. The rest of the museum was a little boring after having such fun in the beginning, in retrospect we should have saved the bubbles for last, oh well. 

Not much else to say, I edited alot of the photos this afternoon, and put off writing this. School tomorrow. Yayyy. (sarcasm and the internet don't work well together.) Please feel free to point out spelling and grammar mistakes because my English is definitely getting worse.

Here are the links to the photos:

Restaurant:

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=165068&l=bc1aa&id=732860388

Museum:

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=165081&l=aadcc&id=732860388