Monday, October 30, 2006

On a Sunday night you'd be hard pressed to believe that this is a capital city.

Good grief, a Sunday night in Quito might as well be any day on the far side of the moon. Catholic tradition coupled with a painfully long work week puts this city to sleep. Even the street dogs pack it in. I’m thinking about starting up a “Sunday night cannon firing club.” Because, no doubt, I could fire a cannon off down any given street and surely I’d hit nothing.

A little peace and quiet is nice, but tonight it gets the best of me. You see, nothing is open. Nothing. The closest cheeseburger is at the Airport, and that’s after you board the plane and leave for Texas. Now, I was planning to return from Cuenca today at a good hour, but I missed the damn plane (again) because I was fishing, (see below, and P.S. this is the first flight that I’ve missed where it’s actually been my fault). So instead of getting into Quito when things are open, I get in when things are closed.

No problem. I have some provisions in the apartment, and I’ll whip up a feed. Tough luck. The stove needs matches, and matches I don’t have. Yet another incident where being a smoker would have saved the day. Crackers for dinner it is then. Oh yeah, I ate all but three of those before I left for Canada.

Well there’s a microwave and a can of beans. Filthy as that sounds, it gets worse. Turns out that I mistook the “can of beans” in the store for “can of Ecuadorian surprise™ taco filling®.” For god sakes. Heavy on the surprise™ and light on the taco filling® this is.

So there you go. A random can of poo and a few glasses of vino for dinner. Can’t beat it. A fine way to top off yet another Sunday night in Quito, after having got into a scrap (verbal – my Spanish swears are really coming along) with an over-charging taxi from the airport, and an airport security guard who knicked my razor blades.

I blame the Llamas for all of this.

(for an update on my thoughts on the Ecuadorian elections check Blogging it real.)

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