Necesito Cambiar....

Ayampe, Ecuador

So i'm in a pickle..... not literally because i don't think they make pickles big enough to squeeze me into one.

 

I have three fifty dollar notes which should make me feel wealthy.... but on the contrary, i'm literally poorer than a hobo suckling on remaining wine from is carton. In montanita i can't find a bank and no one can make change of my bills..... what to do?

Vanessa and Ryans Temporary Residence, Ayampe

In other news..... my face looks like i've been rolling around in some heavy duty fertilizer.... i earlier condoned my skin for being an uneven cross of albino\negro.... but my face was fine. Currently the skin decided to be so sensitive on my face that after becoming leather, it started coming off in chunks and revealing a fresh tint of a new tone of fusia pink with reminants of dark leather stuff, I wish you could see it. I wish mirrors didnt exist.... sort of like elecricity here.... i'm pretty sure theres a kid peddling a bycicle in the back that's generating enough electricity to run the computers.

Mi Cama, Ayampe

Its raining today.... I was looking forward to go tanning (that's a terrible joke and i think the guy next to me thinks i'm retarded for laughing so conspicuously).

Oh I had another malaria dream last night.... what was it though.... frick i knew i should have written it down. I am all for these malaria pills.... the dreams are beyond the most vivid thing I've ever imagined. When I wake up from them.... it takes me at least twenty minutes to convince myself that I'm not dreaming anymore.

I met this ecuadorian fellow called Paris. As I was reluctantly asking him to stop peeing on my leg (for reference, see brandys status) we got to watch a man introduce his fist to his girlfriends face.... My jaw dropped. She was bleeding... I couldn't fathom the circumstance and gave the man a look that would only make a man cringe.... I would have thought that perhaps Paris would step in since he said he knew the guy, but nada mas, the man dragged his now hysteric girlfriend away.

The Dogs of Ayampe

It made me think and appreciate all you lovely fellows back at home for understanding that if I or any other woman should feel the wrath of your fist... you would inevitably be castrated and your reproductive parts would be fed to a starving wolf.

Some lovely people in Ayampe

Hasta luego!