Buses

Well school continues to move on whether I want it to or not. That feeling of "I never want to get out of this bed" has come back to me and school has become the usual. Within 25 days of arriving here, each student needs to register their Visa and get an identification card. After checking to make sure Shanna and I had the right papers about 60 times we got on the bus to find this place. After awhile on the Ecovia (name of the bus route to get there) our stop is up next, so on the extremely crowded bus her and I move towards the door. Now it's our stop, I push through the people and out of the door just as the doors are closing, by the time I hop off and turn around the bus is leaving, with Shanna still on it. What?! Are you kidding me, my worst nightmare has just come true. Separated in Quito with no clue where I am. The situation was not as bad as I thought it was but in the moment all I could do was scream swear words in my head. With many years of being a child I knew the best thing to do was not to move, I got on my phone and called her up, "where are you now?" She eventually got back to me and we were on our way. We found the place fine and handed all our stuff in and now we must return tomorrow to pick everything up. I am NOT looking forward to riding that bus again, because it is always like that.

It also has become that time where I am craving American food. I have stayed away so far because it is more expensive than the great $3 almuerzo places where I normally eat. By the time I leave I for sure will never want soup or rice again, it is probably safe to say that I've had both those things every day since I've been here. It's been nice to get some ice cream at home because sweets are one of my main food groups and I have not been getting my healthy dose.

I've finally figured some important things out at school and even found one of two books I need. After looking for 3 days for the darn thing the bookstore finally had it and I paid a nice $71 for it, a book that I cannot sell back, and that is Spanish Accounting. Who are we kidding, I will never look at this thing again. I just have to buy an Economics book, which will probably be an arm and a leg, and then I'm done going to the bookstore.