Greetings once again! Another barrage of entries is on the way...sorry they always come in herds, but it is a rare occurance when I can wrestle the computer away from Sophia for a substantial-enough chunk of time, so I figure I should take advantage. Whenever Azucena sees me at the computer, she gives me a jovial wink and says "ah, ganaste!" translating into "you won [control of the computer from Sophia]"
Sunday, July 6
The park that spreads itself out in the expanse across from my house lets down its hair on the weekends. Blocks upon blocks line themselves with incredible paintings, while the inside invites
vendors, children in fake plastic cars, comedians, artisans, families, and tourists. I went with Juan Carlos and watched two men prance around in the middle of a cackling circle, acting out the manipulative games of flirtatious youth. This farcical comedy had us so entranced
that we lost track of time and arrived too late to get into the free theater performance of Snow White. We were told that there would be another performance in a couple of hours, so we went to Ichimbia park to bide our time. It is truly the most gorgeous park I have ever seen. Relatively new and eco friendly, its perched on top of a 
mountain overlooking Quito in its entirety. The most incredible part of this omniscient perch is how clear the divisions between the north, center, and south are. The north is filled with high-rises, the center with red tile and colonial arches, while the South's sea of low-lying slums sort of swims off into a gray, hazy distance. The park itself is filled with zip-lines, couples, pagodas, winding tree-lined paths, and precariously-perched soccer fields that require an abundance of extra balls to compensate for those that sail off the mountaintop.
Returning to the theater, we somehow snuck in and sort of hid in this mezzanine balcony until the beginning of the show (i still have no idea how we managed that or why). What we thought was going to be another showing of Snow White, turned out to be this interminable youth dance concert that would have made Peter Jackson green with envy. Seriously!
Not only was the entire show hours longer than I expected, but the final piece itself had about 40 minutes of faux endings!!! The audience was significantly sparser at the end of the night. That aside, it was the most phenomenal youth dance I have ever seen- in both talent and diversity of dance (from a little kids insect ballet, to several traditional Ecuadorian pieces, to a dance of love and loss set to the Amelie soundtrack that made me cry, to a shockingly accurate michael jackson medley of dances, to the aforementioned french ballet finale.)--keep in mind i've left out about half the program. When we got home, I did some meeting and greeting, dinner, and bed. As seems to be the custom here, there are new waves of extended family to kiss almost every time I walk in the door!!!
Sunday, July 6
The park that spreads itself out in the expanse across from my house lets down its hair on the weekends. Blocks upon blocks line themselves with incredible paintings, while the inside invitesvendors, children in fake plastic cars, comedians, artisans, families, and tourists. I went with Juan Carlos and watched two men prance around in the middle of a cackling circle, acting out the manipulative games of flirtatious youth. This farcical comedy had us so entranced
that we lost track of time and arrived too late to get into the free theater performance of Snow White. We were told that there would be another performance in a couple of hours, so we went to Ichimbia park to bide our time. It is truly the most gorgeous park I have ever seen. Relatively new and eco friendly, its perched on top of a 
mountain overlooking Quito in its entirety. The most incredible part of this omniscient perch is how clear the divisions between the north, center, and south are. The north is filled with high-rises, the center with red tile and colonial arches, while the South's sea of low-lying slums sort of swims off into a gray, hazy distance. The park itself is filled with zip-lines, couples, pagodas, winding tree-lined paths, and precariously-perched soccer fields that require an abundance of extra balls to compensate for those that sail off the mountaintop.Returning to the theater, we somehow snuck in and sort of hid in this mezzanine balcony until the beginning of the show (i still have no idea how we managed that or why). What we thought was going to be another showing of Snow White, turned out to be this interminable youth dance concert that would have made Peter Jackson green with envy. Seriously!
Not only was the entire show hours longer than I expected, but the final piece itself had about 40 minutes of faux endings!!! The audience was significantly sparser at the end of the night. That aside, it was the most phenomenal youth dance I have ever seen- in both talent and diversity of dance (from a little kids insect ballet, to several traditional Ecuadorian pieces, to a dance of love and loss set to the Amelie soundtrack that made me cry, to a shockingly accurate michael jackson medley of dances, to the aforementioned french ballet finale.)--keep in mind i've left out about half the program. When we got home, I did some meeting and greeting, dinner, and bed. As seems to be the custom here, there are new waves of extended family to kiss almost every time I walk in the door!!!
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