Sunday, March 18, 2012

En vacaciones!

Hi friends!


I've just returned from a fantastic spring break! It was some much needed down-time after last week. I didn't really have an itinerary, reservations, or plans in general. As many of you know, this is kind of my style, and I dig it. 


I started my adventure at 7:30 a.m on Saturday morning. I walked to the airport in Quito, checked in, and went through security all in a half hour. You'd be surprised at how efficient things go at airports when there are no restrictions. One of my classmates, Sam, had happened to have the same flight, so for a few days we traveled (more or less) as a pair. I flew from Quito over the Andes to Manta, Ecuador, which is on the coast. The airport in Manta, like the one in Coca, is about the size of my living room and kitchen combined (if that). I caught a cab to the bus station in Manta, and bought a ticket for the 3-hour bus ride to a small fishing town further south on the coast called Puerto Lopez. As always, there were dozens of buses lined up, and we picked the one whose driver was shouting the name of our destination the loudest. 
Not-so-great picture of the bus station
The ride through the countryside down the coast was beautiful. The bus made a stop in Jipijapa ("hippy-hoppa", also the name of my neighborhood in Quito), where dozens of vendors get on the bus, ride for a few minutes trying to sell you their goods (coco milk, sandwiches, pop, freshly baked bread, etc.), and get off.  I also noticed that it seemed like every little town we went through had a "specialty" item they sold, like shells, gold statues, pottery, or wood carvings, for example.
The coastline of Ecuador


Shops like these line the roads; this one 
sold painted vases and mirrors
Since I didn't have reservations or a hostel lined up in advance, I went with Sam to the hostel with which she had made reservations, hoping they'd let me sleep on her floor. They did me one better--they gave us a room with a twin bed for each of us. The hostel was called Hostería Mandála, and it was probably the most beautiful, incredible hostel I've ever stayed at, for 19 dollars/night. The owners are a couple from Switzerland and Italy--the guy spoke Spanish like an Italian, which was hilarious. There were dozens of small buildings for the rooms, each of which had its own bathroom (and hot water!), and one main building for the restaurant, kitchen, music room, book exchange, cactus garden, TV room, and safe-box room.  The grounds were also covered in plant life, and there were even a couple of botanical gardens with paths running through them. The music room had a couple guitars, a marimba, a bunch of drums, and some other random instruments for guests to play at their leisure. And at my leisure I did play. I spent 3 fantastic days reading, playing guitar, swimming in the ocean, playing with their 5 huge dogs, and relaxing in a hammock. They also had wireless internet--it was great to talk to you, family. :)  The only downside to this paradise was that the mosquitoes seemed to enjoy it as well. The food was fantastic, of course, and I enjoyed a few pasta dishes, fresh fruit, and drinks.
Entrance to the hostel


Beach at sunset
The room key awkwardly attached to a pelican, because
the room was called "Pelicano"


You can't go wrong with a caiparinha on the beach...

"Pasta al Aurelio" (Aurelio is the Italian owner's name)
Shrimp in a white wine sauce, with ham, nuts, and parmesan.

The music room
Huge dog


A small section of the multi-lingual book exchange

The beach at sunset with the thatch-roofed shelters to hang hammocks

In town in Puerto Lopez
Signs pointing to the world's major cities.


The fishing boats off the beach in Puerto Lopez
Random giant corn cob I thought you'd all appreciate.























































Sam and I hesitantly left Puerto Lopez on Wednesday morning to head south toward Guayaquil to catch a bus to Cuenca, Ecuador.  After a 4 hour bus ride from Puerto Lopez, we arrived at the mall-sized bus station at Guayaquil, the largest and most heavily populated city in Ecuador. There are over a hundred places to buy a bus tickets at the bus station in Guayaquil, so again we just listened for somebody to yell "a Cuenca!" at us. It took less than 30 seconds--5 minutes and 8 dollars later, the bus pulled out of Guayaquil toward Cuenca, which is in the mountains.  The 4 hour trip from the coast to Cuenca was incredible. From one of the lower elevations in Ecuador (sea level) through some of the highest mountains in the country, there were so many unique landscapes.


From the coast...

...to the cloud forest...

...to the high sierra...

...and everything in between.

Beautiful mountain freshwater lake.




















I fell in love with Cuenca as soon as the bus hit the outskirts of town. It is one of the most charming, beautiful towns I've ever seen! I had found out the day before that my best friend Tracy Turba from Platteville has relatives that are living in Cuenca for the next couple months.  Hoping for some suggestions on what to do in Cuenca, I contacted them the day before we left the beach.  Instead of giving me suggestions, they opened their home to me for a few days! Dave, Annika, and two of their boys Hans and Anton live in a 9th story apartment overlooking the amazing town of Cuenca. Not only did I take up a mattress on their living room floor, but they were my gracious tour guides to the city. 


The first day, we walked around for a few hours downtown. On the city square, there is an incredible cathedral, called Catedral Nueva (New Cathedral) originally built in 1885. The story goes that the Spanish settlers didn't want to finish it, because if they did, they would have had to pay taxes to Spain.  There is also a Catedral Vieja (Old Cathedral) directly opposite the square, which was built in 1567. The oldest tower on this church was used as a reference point for the French Geodesic Mission, part of which measured curve of the Earth, and established a meridian arc (a measurement between points of the same latitude). You'll excuse the nerd in me. 


A neighborhood in Cuenca, from 9 stories up

Downtown Cuenca

Catedral Nueva

The front of Catedral Nueva

A tower of Catedral Vieja

The front of Catedral Vieja
After seeing the cathedrals, we walked around town a bit. There were markets everywhere, and the streets were alive with people on a Thursday morning. We also walked through a flower market--one of the best smelling things ever. There is a river that runs straight down the middle of the town called Tomebamba (pronounced "toh-may-BOM-ba"). We walked down the river and back up. There is a bridge called Puente Roto, or Broken Bridge, just off the river. The whole riverwalk is beautiful, and the day was exceptionally sunny for Cuenca.  When we got back to the apartment, Annika made a phenomenal stirfry, with fresh everything-you-can-imagine. I felt like royalty.


Puente Roto 
Tomebamba River, with the mountains in the background


I met up with a few classmates on Thursday night at a really cool bar called Monday Blue. I had a fantastic margherita pizza and Bailey's Irish Cream oreo shake (I started St. Patrick's Day celebrations early, of course). We also stopped by a dessert/ice cream shop called Frutilado (a blend between the Spanish words for fruit ["fruta"] and ice cream ["helado"]). I must say, the ice cream in Ecuador will never rival Babcock's.  
Bailey's oreo shake.

La pizza! 
The inside of Monday Blue
On Friday morning, Dave and Annika took me to the biggest and best fresh market I've ever seen. Everything you can imagine, from beef, pork, and fish to fruits and vegetables I've never heard of were everywhere. The market itself probably took up half a dozen city blocks, and I didn't even see half of it. 
Cuyi (pronounced "koo-EE"), or guinea pig
A full cow


A hog's head. Delicious.

Chocolate!
Vegetables, vegetables, vegetables.

Honey, oats, nuts, and blocked sugar.


Lots of fish.
On Friday afternoon/night, I explored the city a bit more. I went to a free museum at El Banco Central del Ecuador (The Central Bank of Ecuador), and then met up with my classmates again for dinner. We had dinner (white wine and mushroom pasta) overlooking the river, with fireworks in the background. Afterward, we went to a free symphony orchestra concert in the auditorium at the Central Bank of Ecuador (I'm not sure why the bank seems to host so many attractions...). It turns out that the solo cellist was from Venezuela and got his Doctor of Musical Arts degree at UW-Madison! Qué chévere!  After the concert, we stopped at a small Italian café, where I had some fantastic tiramisù.






On Saturday, I celebrated my favorite holiday by going ziplining. Dave, Annika, Hans, Anton, and I took a very jerky bus to the edge of the city, and caught a "mixta" or truck to the countryside. Fortunately, there weren't enough seats for all of us to sit in the cab, so Hans, Anton, and I elected the back of the truck. Not only is the countryside near Cuenca beautiful, but seeing it from the back of a truck going down a dirt road made it a great ride. For 8 dollars, there were 6 ziplines, a few of which crossed a huge valley. I was feeling adventurous, as usual, and went "Superman" style and "Mariposa" style (upside down). Ziplining is my new love. While waiting for our mixta to return, we shared a couple Pilseners, and went back to town.  We then ate at a really cool indoor courtyard restaurant owned by an American couple--my first burger since I left the States. 
Hans and Anton in the back of our mixta

Cuencano countryside

All suited up!

My friend Leo hooking me in.

Mariposa! (butterfly) They had me let my hands go too.

Coming in from across the valley


After lunch we walked home in the rain (another love of mine), and I packed up my bag to head back to Quito.  I opted for the 35 minute flight back home over the 10 hour bus ride.  It was equally as hard to leave Cuenca as it was to leave Puerto Lopez. I was so grateful to have had the chance to travel a bit inside the country. I can't thank Dave and Annika enough for being such gracious hosts and wonderful tour guides!


Here is a link to a map showing my travels. Mom, seeing as you're probably one of the first to read this, let me know if it doesn't work. ;)


http://www.travellerspoint.com/member_map.cfm#/map/6635


Today one of my classmates, Adam, had a bunch of us over for a "Pre-Galapagos" get-together. I sauteed some onions, peppers, and portabellas, and we grilled some burgers on the roof of his host family's apartment building. It was quite the finish to a fantastic break, and a great start to my upcoming adventures. Sorry this one was so long! 


On Wednesday, my class leaves for the coast again (close to where I was in Puerto Lopez), and then to the Galapagos for an 8-day cruise and a 2-week homestay on San Cristobal island. I'll do my best to keep y'all posted. Until then, adios!

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

The Amazon!


Hello there amigos!

I believe it’s about time I pull myself away from the beach and I tell you all what I’ve been up to in the last few weeks!  Again, sorry it's been a while...

A couple Fridays ago, on February 17th, we left for the Amazon rain forest in Tiputini Biodiversity Station in Yasuní National Park. I was at the airport at 6 a.m. for our 7 a.m. flight (the first of many legs of this trip) to Coca, Ecuador.  We got through security without a hitch. Funny anecdote: my classmate Ellie went through security accidentally with a butter knife and scissors. They took the butter knife and let her keep the scissors. On top of that, there are few (if any) restrictions on what you can carry on. We had bottles of water and shampoo, and many of us had more than one bag. Gotta love the Ecuadorian view of the world.

We landed in Coca after less than 25 minutes in the air.  Why did we fly for such a seemingly short distance, you ask? Because the trip from Quito in a bus over the western cordillera of the Andes mountains to Coca is around 8 hours. Do your best to try and remember this little detail. It may come in handy later.  Then we retrieved our baggage from “baggage claim,” which was really just a small cut out of the wall connecting the inside of a room (about the size of my kitchen and living room) to the outside of the airport through which they threw/stacked our bags. It was the smallest airport I had seen up to that point, but it obviously did the trick.

We threw our bags in a small bus, which took us to a hotel called The Mission. I don’t know what it was about this place, but it gave us all the “heebie jeebies.” It was right on the Napo River (a tributary of the Amazon), and it looked reasonably nice, if not a little rundown. The weird part was that we didn’t see a single guest there, and hardly any workers. The only living things that we really saw around were a toucan, a few peacocks, and a few monkeys just walking around. It was super strange, and seemed a little bit post-apocalyptic to me.  We stayed there for a couple hours waiting for our boat, and played some Sheepshead while we waited.
Playing cards and entertaining the toucan

Around mid-morning, we got in a motorized canoe to head down the Napo for 2 hours toward our destination. In order to get to the station, we had to cross through “Block 16,” one of the oil concessions owned by an Argentinian oil company. The riverside entrance was guarded by a bunch of armed guards, and we had to show our passports and go through a security checkpoint. After a bit of waiting, we boarded a ranchera, which is basically a big truck with a bunch of church pews on the bed. I would have taken a picture, but the oil company doesn’t allow cameras in the block.  Part of the reasoning for the strict security and restrictions is for the protection of the Huao-rani natives (I wrote a bit about them before, if you’re curious). The other reason is to keep track of visitors; oil companies like to keep tight control over who enters the block, so as not to have their illegal practices found out by probing journalists or environmentalists.  We travelled down the Maxus Road, a road used for oil operations, toward the Tiputini River.  This leg of the trip was a 1.5 hour ride on the bumpy ranchera.
Motorized canoe #1

Upon arrival at the edge of the Tiputini River, we got in another motorized canoe for another couple of hours for the final leg of the trip. It was so cool sitting at the front of the long canoe as it was travelling down the river! Just on the trip down that part of the river, we saw turtles, caiman (a type of alligator), and bunches of kinds of birds.  Around 4 p.m., we finally arrived at the station. Tiputini Biodiversity Station (TBS) is a collaboration between Boston University and Universidad de San Francisco de Quito for research and educational purposes. They have a dining hall, kitchen, library, research offices, cabins, two permanent research plots, and over 30 miles worth of trails. For being in the middle of the rain forest, TBS was surprisingly developed! They had electricity during 6 hours of the day, wireless internet (via satellite), running water, and a weekly laundry service.  Our stay at the station was more than comfortable.
Motorized canoe #2

Gazebo at the entrance to the station
Overlook onto the river from the gazebo at the entrance

Library, classrooms, and offices building

In the days we spent there, breakfast was at 6:30 every morning, lunch at 12:30, lecture from 5 to 7 p.m., and dinner at 7. In between, we had lots of things to do/learn for class, and a small amount of free time. Some of our planned activities included:

A canopy tower. At 5:45 a.m., a small group of us left to go bird-watching in a 45 meter (around 150 feet) tower in a Ceiba tree. Although we were there early enough to see the sunrise, we couldn’t really see it for the dense fog that blankets the canopy in the early morning. We did see lots of cool birds though. If you’re like me, bird-watching doesn’t sound super exciting. I was, however, pleasantly surprised at how fun it is to bird-watch in the tropics! They’re a lot more colorful, and many of them have pretty cool songs. On the way down from the canopy, we ran into a troop of howler monkeys.

A canopy bridge walkway. This one’s pretty much self-explanatory. There were a bunch of airborne bridges in the canopy that we could walk around on. Don’t worry Grandma—we had harnesses!

Laura and I on the canopy walkway
The highest point on the canopy walkway


A canoe ride on the lagoon. There is a lagoon close to the station that was created by the flooding of the Tiputini River. We went out on the lake in a canoe that, with 7 people inside, was about an inch away from filling with water. Cue the torrential downpour, and it was quite an experience! We saw lots of really cool birds, including one of my favorites, the Hoatzin. We also learned from one of the guides about a seed whose juices natives use to paint their faces. We were told that the dye would take a while to show up, but once it did, it would be there for 5 days. He wasn’t lying.

Part of my small-group for the canopy tower, walkway, and
 lagoon hike: Laura, Whitney, Steve, and Tyler


I drew a lion on my leg with a less permanent red dye from
a different seed

Independent projects. I was in a group with my friends Sam and Amanda studying the diversity of insects in devil’s gardens. What is a devil’s garden, you ask? Devil’s gardens are places in the forest where almost no vegetation grows, except for one unique type of tree. The tree is home to a special type of ant, called the lemon ant. When the lemon ants move into the tree, they kill all the vegetation in the surrounding area, leaving a wide open gap in the forest understory.  You might also be extra curious why they’re called lemon ants.  You guessed it! They taste like lemons. Did I eat one? No, I ate three. They do indeed taste like lemons.

Trip to a río negro. One morning we went up river about a half hour in a motorized canoe to see a blackwater river. This type of river is different from the Tiputini and the Amazon because of the quality/composition of the water. Blackwater rivers drain off of soil that’s really low in nutrients. The plants that grow on this type of land have toxins called tannins in their leaves to prevent insects from eating them. When the tannins (also found in teas) drain into the rivers, a tea-colored river results. 
Our guide Santiago manning the canoe
at the blackwater river
In my free time, I did a lot of reading and hiking. On the second to last day at the station, we had our field exam (analogous to a lab practical).  Afterward, we went on a float in one of the boats down the river. I can officially say I’ve swum in [a tributary of] the Amazon River!

I’ve never seen so many different kinds of plants, animals, and insects in such a short period of time. I saw 8 different types of monkeys, dozens of really unique tropical birds, and some really beautiful trees and plants. The food was phenomenal and the staff was incredibly nice. I also got to chat with some of the researchers that are at the station more permanently. Amy Porter, who is doing her dissertation on Titi (pronounced "tee-tee") and Saki (pronounced like the Japanese drink) monkeys, has been at the station for over a year and has only left once!



Common Woolly Monkey

Sweet beetle

We were all pretty bummed out to have to leave the station on Friday March 2nd. We did the entire trip in reverse: motorized canoe, ranchera, motorized canoe, sketchy hotel, airport. But alas, things do not always go as planned. Someone had mistakenly booked our return flight to Quito for March 5th instead of March 2nd, and the plane we were supposed to be on was full. So, we took a bus from Coca back to Quito, for a total of about 8 hours of bus ride over the mountains instead of the half hour plane ride. It sounds bad, but with a little bit of patience and light-heartedness, it wasn’t bad at all. We got back to Quito at 2 a.m. or so, and I crashed right away.

I spent Saturday hanging out with my host family and unwinding from the two weeks prior.  Saturday night, I went to La Ronda (see my previous post if you’re curious about that) for a burger and a canelazo (citrus-cinnamon adult beverage) with my friends Tyler and Hilary. I spent a large portion of the day on Sunday writing a rough draft for a paper that was due on Monday.

The week preceding spring break was, to be [over]dramatic, a week from hell. We had a rough draft of a paper due, a midterm exam, a final exam, a presentation, and some other miscellaneous assignments due throughout the week. On the plus side, we started the marine biology part of the course with a few lectures pre-spring break to get us excited about our coming trips to the southern coast and Galápagos Islands.

On Thursday evening, I spontaneously bought a one-way plane ticket for Manta, Ecuador, a town on the coast of Ecuador. The plane left on Saturday morning at 9:30 a.m. And there I will leave you, until next time when I’ll tell you all about my incredible spring break.

Fun facts:

-Runways are extra long in Quito and other cities in the mountains. This is because there are less air molecules present in the air, and the plane has to gain more speed over a longer distance in order to have enough buoyant force under its wings to lift it off the ground.

-70% of the rain in the rain forest comes from the rain forest itself. In other words, instead of being blown across the landscape in fronts (like it does in the Midwest), water escapes from the leaves of plants of the forest in the morning in order to help draw new water/nutrients from its roots, and this water condenses and rains back down onto the rain forest. Cool huh? That was probably a bit confusing. Sorry.

-Just like in the States, people from South America, and even within Ecuador itself, have very different accents even though they all speak the same language. For example, people from Quito speak very clearly and enunciate well, while people from the coast or from Argentina and Chile speak with very slurred accents, and often skip lots of the sounds in words. For people learning Spanish, like yours truly, these accents are quite a bit harder to understand, and even harder to replicate.

-Dung beetles interesting creatures. Male dung beetles dive into a fresh pile, role the dung up into a perfect ball, and leave it for the female to lay her eggs in it. The ball of dung that is the most perfectly round gets picked! How's that for sexual selection?

I'll leave you all with that. Happy Tuesday!

P.S. A few of these pictures I've borrowed from my friends. Thank ya friends!