How to kill 8 hours in the Guayaquil airport

Reading: Another Turn of the Crank by Wendell Berry

So my flight to Santiago by way of Lima was delayed for 8 hours and I didn't feel like leaving the air conditioned airport and braving Guayaquil. So I killed the time by...

Peruvian cebiche

1. finished typing up my very late CAT report that I had rewritten by hand thanks to the death of my computer
2. left my flash drive in yet another computer (once again it was returned and my faith was restored in people)
3. revised my CAT report
4. translated my CAT report into English to put on here late... by hand
5. wandered through all the ecua tourist trap shops
6. drank too much coffee, shakes resulted
7. spent an hour on the phone to the States
8. finally wrote, by hand, my success story for Amanda
9. read, obviously
10. exhausted the music trivia game on my ipod
11. Where's Waldo postcard - still can't find the wizard
12. people watched
13. listened to the entire Rilo Kiley/Jenny Lewis discography
14. free sudokus in the newspapers
15. made this lame list

On a side note, peruvian cebiche is so much more legit than ecua ceviche. Just sayin'

Kraft Quinoa y Queso

Reading: Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison

Let me just start this off with the fact that up until coming to Ecuador, my life, in terms of food has been fantastic.

That is to say, I grew up with parents that are excellent cooks and raised on fresh produce with minimal junk food. Perhaps this factored into my college days, when I became a bona fide foodie. Most people talk about their college days of Ramen noodels and boxed mac & cheese...

America

Reading: The Memory of Old Jack by Wendell Berry

10 day vacation in the States for my cousin's wedding. Great company, good food, real beer, hipster bars, book stores, my pony, and a beautiful Sodak fall - not even my computer crashing and hours of wedding pictures could ruin this week. I'm loving me some America right now.

The Kat One, looking dapper as per usual

House Remodeling

Reading: With God on Their Side: George Bush and the Christian Right by Ester Kaplan

So just because I know that all my lovely followers are ever so curious as to what kind of remodeling I have been doing with my cement shell of a house, I figured I would humor your all and post some pictures. Basically, I just painted the walls, which has been a world of difference in making things feel more homey. But I also, finished the kitchen, so I now have running water in the sink, I put down tile (d.i.y.) and invested in a used fridge and mini-stove top. It’s almost like having a real kitchen. I also cleaned out the spare bedroom, which my host family had been using for junk storage and took down the weird children’s toys hanging on the walls and replaced them with maps of the US and Ecuador. Oh, and I built a porch off the front to hang a hammock under. I’m planning on doing the same out back to cover some future worm beds…