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Tuesday, July 19, 2005
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Well, apparently I CAN recieve letters/packages. ...
I reccommend using certified mail (or any other ty...
Time to say goodbye to Christian! All of us go to ...
All the Wall Street teachers, lab instructors and ...
The Pilsener Cup. LIGA (Quito, the capital of Ecua...
Quito fans put on their own pre-game show by light...
...more pre-game show...
Torches hand-made for you by passionate Liga (Quit...
...and still pre-game show.
Let the games begin...Cuenca in Red, Quito in Whit...
Quito scores and the fans go NUTS. Everyone scream...
Armed Police Squad separate the Cuenca fans from t...
Cuenca fans to my right...I sit with the enemy.
Fans leaving the main entrance of the stadium.
Stands all around the stadium cook kabobs and othe...
Happy Cuencano fans still pouring out of the stadi...
A post-game party...salsa dancing at La Mesa befor...
The beginning of our campfire.
I'd rather be in bed.
Roberto helping himself to my camera. Not feeling ...
Warming by the fire.
Alex, Sharon, Jorge, Sebastian, Jill, Me, Alvaro a...
Welcome to Cojitambo.
A Sunday afternoon at Cojitambo. Alvaro took me, J...
Beautiful view from the top of the cliff.
Alvaro, Jill and Me.
Jill, Me and Agi on the edge of the cliff.
Alvaro's red 4 wheeler and the ruins.
The ruins of Cojitambo from the top of the cliff.
The view over the cliff.
Me checkin out the cliff.
:)
Time to head on back.
Its Julio's birthday! Cookout at his place!
Jose, Jill and Pinas monitoring the grilling proce...
Smile, Julio!
That apron is so you, Ian.
A common way to get a fire going in Ecuador. Just ...
Roberto and Julio's Mom working on the meat.
Novios, Jose and Paola. Under all the wrinkles in ...
Jill looking oh so cute.
Julio poses for the camera.
A bunch of the party attendees.
Andrea (I worked with her until she recently moved...
Gualaceo
Welcome to Gualaceo.
A photo I borrow off the internet...This is the re...
It's a competitive market (even though they're all...
Mmmmmmmm...fresh "chancho." Lunch time.
Flaca and Victor takin a look at our lunch...The i...
After lunch all of us go take a walk through the p...
:)
The pretty river we walked along.
The bridge that crosses the river.
Victor
:)
Too wimpy to climb any higher.
Norma (A.K.A. Flaca = "skinny"), Victor and Victor...
Goodbye Andrea! I'll miss you!
We (WSI staff and I) have attempted to begin a tra...
Ian the chef, Jill the assistant.
Work at it, work at it...go go go go.
Lucky girl gets to cut the onion.
Christian does what he does best when its time to ...
A little too much wine for Alyssa.
Christian, Alvaro, Ian and his brownie, Jill, Pina...
Workin lunch off on the porch.
:)
A great Sunday afternoon with friends.
A little mooning to spice things up. Thanks Ian!!
Ian and Pinas prepare for a major game of Chicken.
The competition is fierce. They're not goin down w...
Agi playin charades.
Wednesday night is salsa night in Cuenca. LA MESA,...
From left to right...girl I dont know, Jill, Jill'...
Me and a bunch of my Wall Street students/friends.
:)
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