Sunday, April 7, 2013

I’ve Gotta Get Out More

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OK, I admit it---I don’t know what’s going on around here most of the time. I’m probably not that different from you. I enjoy hanging out around the house whenever I can and therefore am unaware of everything that’s going on in the city.

Yet it seems every time I wander around Cuenca, day or night, I run into events and activities that make me ask myself, “What else am I missing?”

Yesterday was a perfect example. Every Saturday morning I walk to the gym. My route includes a steep hill as I enter the historic area. At the bottom I can’t help but notice that the road is blocked off and cops are standing around.

H-m-m-m-----what’s going on today?

I see a crowd at the top and I hear music playing. Must be yet another street festival—those happen so often here you don’t even think about it.

Nope, today’s gathering is for something a bit more unusual—a soapbox derby race.

Really? They still have those?

Indeed they do. I Googled the subject and learned that the 75th annual race is being held this July in Akron, Ohio (of course it’s called the “All American Soap Box Derby” in the US—Central and South America apparently don’t count).

Well, that was an unusual start to the day. I finished my workout then meandered downtown running a few errands. Just as I passed by the new cathedral a zillion indigenous people came pouring out. I swear it was like kicking a gigantic ant hill, and I suddenly found myself engulfed in a sea of humanity.

Picture the scene: A 6’3” guy in gym clothes with a shaved head, earring, backwards black baseball cap, & John Lennon sunglasses is standing on the middle of the sidewalk. He is surrounded by hundreds of swarming little bitty brown people. The ladies are wearing their colorful long skirts, and on every head (except mine) is a snow white Panama hat—none that rise higher than his nipples.

It was a scene right out of Gulliver’s Travels or the Wizard of Oz. I would love to see a photo.

After freeing myself by inching through the throng I bumped into a Cuencana friend of mine minutes later. I described what had just happened and said, “You’ve lived here your whole life. What was that all about?”

Her reply: “I have no idea. Something religious?”

Do ya think??

It’s not even lunchtime yet. As I’m heading out of town to the Supermaxi I pass a lady on the sidewalk. She’s dressed as a white bird. Real feathers and everything. I look around for the parade—for her companion—for something. Nope—just a lady walking down the sidewalk dressed as a bird. Sometimes you just don’t know what to think---------.

There’s a small park near our home. Other buildings block our view, but three nights a week we certainly hear it. That’s because some guy with a loud microphone and louder music holds aerobic classes there from 8 until 10 on the concrete basketball court (which is never used for basketball, by the way).

On our way to a party last evening our taxi goes by the park and a volleyball tournament in progress. Temporary stands have been erected, people and balloons are everywhere—it’s a party!

A couple of hundred yards away, but who knew??

Now we’re back from the party, it’s 11 o’clock and I’m turning out the lights. At the end of our street a fireworks extravaganza erupts (Why? No idea---), so I stand in the dark for 10 minutes watching “the rockets’ red glare” and “the bombs bursting in air” out the window.

Quite an emphatic exclamation point on an eventful day in Ecuador. I’ve been inside all day—wonder what I’m missing today?

7 comments:

Claudia said...

I've Gotta Get Out More, too! As a still working full-time, homebody, my exposure to my world in Dallas is even more limited than yours in Cuenca.

When I do venture out, however, what I see is no mystery; people driving (while on their cell phones) to the stores to spend their money on useless things and young people walking down the street, texting and never making eye contact with others whom they are passing.

I look forward to living in your world, Edd. I need some mystery in my world!

Edd Staton said...

Western culture is sadly focused on the future with occasional glimpses at the past, but rarely on the present moment. It's a shame that many people find their own lives so utterly uninteresting that they seek constant distraction.

Danica said...

Such and enticing post! Can't wait to see it for myself.

TravelPhotoWriter said...

"It was a scene right out of Gulliver’s Travels or the Wizard of Oz. I would love to see a photo."

OMG, I DESPERATELY want to be the photographer of that shot!!

For just a moment, your reminder of the oddities makes me smile and miss our 2nd home. ;-)

TravelPhotoWriter said...

"It was a scene right out of Gulliver’s Travels or the Wizard of Oz. I would love to see a photo."

OMG, I DESPERATELY want to be the photographer of that shot!!

For just a moment, your reminder of the oddities makes me smile and miss our 2nd home. ;-)

Dr. Michael Quadlander said...

Edd,
Your post evoked some wonderful imagery!

I may be in Cuenca this June for two weeks.
How could we meet in person?

Dr. Q. in Texas

Edd Staton said...

Hola, Dr, Q. Email me at eddsaid@gmail.com when your travel plans are set.