Fiesta time

Trip Start Apr 15, 2005
Trip End ??? ??, 2005

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Saturday, June 25, 2005

Fiesta time!! First few days of Ecuadorian experience was so nerve racking. You can find it hard if you cant speak fluently. Luckily for me though, i knew a little. Strange place but is definitely growing on me. Decide to brave the local transport in search of the yearly fiesta in a town called Otavalo.
Made it and was soon to discover the real nature of Indian spirit. The streets were packed with hundreds of dancing amigos. Old and young, in traditional dress and costume. The costume bit was something out of some crazy halloween movie, all indians in masks as they dance in stomping motion to the beat of drums and guitars and sing loudly. This was something else. Met up with some crazy spaniards i met in Quito and we proceeded to get involved in the festive spirit and do as the locals do, get drunk.
They have this drink here which is awesome. It is sugar cane, blackberries and cinnamon boiled together and then a rocket fuel like alcohol is added. At 25c a cup, i was sold. It tasted so good.
This is my 3rd day here and have met up with heaps of other ´gringos´as we are known as, here and the partying just doesnt stop. Last night was another one, we ended up taking over a restaurant and turning it into a club dancing on tables and with locals and ending up with a baby. We were given this pup, it was so cute and we were trying to give it back but all the locals disappeared and we got stuck with it. It kept me up all night and are seriously not ready for any kind of shit like motherhood thats for sure. My eyes are literally hanging by a thread. Surprisingly, am not used to this anymore. Have toned down heaps and enjoy the simpler things like sleeping..

The next night was nothing different. Although i like the company of english speaking gringos, i am appreciating not drinking and going to bed earlier. Ended up at a cock fight. Roosters fighting for those uneducated. Met few Aussies which was cool, one in particular getting really drunk and ended up buying one of the fighting cocks to save it from fighting death. The whole experience was similiar to the bullfighting. Not something i´d do again. These poor vicious chickens; plucked bare underneath, spikes added and psycho. Pecking each other to death. It was cruel and I left after a few.
The aussie however, awoke at 4am to some loud crowing, to find a rooster perched high waking all up and wondering how the hell it got there. Unsure what it is about Otavalo and b.packers accumulating random pets. Sure was funny though.
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