Back to school

Trip Start Sep 02, 2009
1
4
84
Trip End Ongoing


Loading Map
Map your own trip!
Map Options
Show trip route
Hide lines
shadow
Where I stayed
Spainish School

Flag of Ecuador  ,
Monday, September 14, 2009

So while Alex gets to write about the marvels of the natural world, your humble "walking rough guide" gets to tell you about going to school.

Day one at a new school is suppose to be a little bit nervy, but when 4/5īs of your class are old mates who know nothing, and the other student is an unfailing polite Belgian, the intimidation fades a touch. Our Belgian friend in his typically European way, speaks better English than Alex writes, he is fluent in Dutch and French and isnīt too shabby at German. (He claims he knew no Spanish but with his background he was always going to be the clever one in class). There was only really one heart sink moment- seeing the timetable on the wall: first up Quadruple Grammar.

Predictably we didnīt take like a duck to water with the Spanish like Johan, but when it came to the surf lesson we did resemble the feathered creature- just a lame one. Negative chat aside, whilst the waves didnīt look dissimilar to Perranporth the lack of wetsuits gave Montanita an immediate edge. In addition our instructor has represented his country at surfing- and just to make Alex swoon more, he happens to be the local Salsa instructor and is a good cook. He is however considerably shorter than me, so every cloud eh? 

Anyway the week has followed a basic pattern

0730: Struggle out of bed for coffee and cheese toasties (or some Muesli-like thing if youīre into that). Consider skipping school. 

0800-1000: Grammar. We muddle through. Teacher occasionally laughs-occasionally despairs ("Lucy are you preoccupied""Whatīs so funny?""What are you two whispering about?""No""No""No")

1000-1200Ļ: Surf lesson. More muddling. Lots of falling. Occasional signs of improvement. Sore knees and twisted ankles.

1200-1300: Get out of wet clothes. Scoff food. Feel like we donīt want to go back to school

1300-1500: More muddling but more laughs. Get told we need to do homework. We say "si"

1500: Don't go and do homework straight away- go to bar for a beer and debrief

1600: Siestas, homework, internet, sleeping in hammock pretending to read book (my favourite)

1900: Food and drink in various locations

2200: This may seem a bit lame but if weīve had a particularly tough day this maybe bedtime.

Whilst I could go on and on about the last 96hours that Alex has told me to write about, I fear if I go on much longer I may scare off anyone who gets round to reading this so I will finish with a few bits of important info and highlights

TOP OF THE CLASS- Johan (predictable). Chief is probably the best of the rest

SURF CONTEST CHAMPION- Me. (We had a competition judged by our Surfing International over ten waves. The marks were varied but yours truly won (not that I have a competitive edge you must understand). The rest of the time I have definitely not been the best but I think as all other "sportsman" would agree itīs all about peaking at the right time isnīt it?)

TOP GULLABLE MOMENT- Spanish teacher believing that Lucyīs homework had been eaten by a dog- priceless.

TOP "Canīt believe Iīm here" MOMENT- Last night we got taken by the guys running the hostel to some Quabecians pad in the next village. They work in the local Sushi restaurant and have this incredible place where their front gate opens onto a long deserted beach. We sat outside with a bonfire, drank Cube Libra and ate Sushi. Magic.

FEW WORDS ON MONTANITA- Grey skies, warm people, the happiest kids, hundreds of millions of wild dogs, good seafood, not great for meat, cocktail alley, chilled

Thatīs all Iīve really got to say for now. Pool competition awaits tonight and hopefully all the wasted hours of my youth will come to fruition on the coast of Ecuador. Next time we write we will probably be somewhere else and possibly jaded by a long bus ride

Adios (sorry, couldnīt resist)


Slideshow Report as Spam

Use this image in your site

Copy and paste this html: