Sunday on the farm... not exactly typical... :)
I was told that 7:30 would be a good time to get up so I
could shower and eat before church. I thought I had learned really well about the "Ecuadorian time" when I
didn’t leave my room til 8. Once again, however, I was fooled, because no one else was up. But when they did emerge, we ate breakfast,
and then embarked on the adventure to milk the cows which is an event that
takes practically the whole family to herd them, guard the milk from the dogs, keep the
calves away from the moms until we milk them first, and actually doing the
milking. About 10:30 we returned,
effectively missing church. But with lots of milk?
So since we didn´t go to church, we decided to go to town to buy the food for the week
that we don’t have on the farm. My brother was in jean shorts and a shirt, so I
thought I’d follow suit and put on soccer shorts, shirt, and rainbow sandals.
Then my mom emerges with a long white skirt and nice shirt, and nice shoes. I
think she was trying to hint that I should probably look a little nicer, but
then just ended up deciding that I’m the gringa and everyone’s just going to
assume that I don’t know what i´m doing anyway. J
Highlight of the trip? My mom convincing distant relative
and old friends that I’m her daughter. One just commented, oh wow! She turned
out more like your grandpa (who was almost full-blooded German with blue eyes). I think it was
a joke. Maybe.
On another completely random note, I actually don’t know why I was fretting about not having brought face wash! As it turns out, the mud by the waterfall is like a face mask from
the spa. What’s more the waterfall is like a massage and the rocks are perfect
for ridding my feet of callous. Thank you Mami for teaching me that... Hahaha
Also, I think today found signal up to 30 channels or something on
the satellite dish. Not that I’ve ever seen my family watch more than the 5
major ones.
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