Sunday, October 12, 2008

Random Bridge Story PART DOS

Wow...really freaky thing just happened this weekend (and this whole weekend has been a little bizarre...) But Saturday morning I went for a great run through town and had to cross the infamous bridge on my way back. As I was crossing, I noticed a lot of people looking down into the river and a raft with BOMBEROS (firemen) written on the side was just chillin´on the beach. Three ¨bomberos¨ (using that term ever so lightly...again) were lounging against the raft, just looking at the river. I asked a woman what happened and apparently Friday night a drunk man fell off the bridge and into the river! They were in the process of ¨looking for him¨ when I got there. But they didn´t seem to be trying too hard. Then at about 1 PM, we went to go swimming and they were just starting to look for the guy. However, the bomberos thought it was best to start at the spot where he fell in...not taking into account that he most likely FLOATED DOWN THE RIVER. It was very bizarre, no one really seemed too concerned either.

Polivio told me that this guy was always intoxicated and that because of that, and the fact he was most likely dead, there was not rush to find him. I told him how there probably would have been a search squad, a underwater diver and a plethora of other things searching for this person in the US. He couldn´t believe it.

So that was weird. And they still haven´t found the guy...

Friday we didn´t have work because it was the day of the foundation of Guayquil, thought only guayaquileƱos received this...but hey, I was fine with a day off.

But back to Saturday, all morning I was helping Monica´s brother, Richard, with English. About two hours into it she comes downstairs with a box and is like ¨You wanna see the bones of my father-in-law?¨ I was really confused, thought I hadn´t heard her right...but she was right. She literally had her cuƱados bones in box. I guess they dug them up a few years ago (he´s been dead 15 years) and she had his skull, his femurs, even his vertebrae stored in umbrella cases! She uses them to teach her classes to med students...very creepy. Saturday was a creepy day to say the least.

Then last night we went to this party, a fiesta for San Francisco. It was in this ¨compound¨ more or less, with a huge volleyball court and enourmous house. People were milling around, ate a lot of soup. They did these very bizarre skits where everyone dressed up as the opposite sex...they thought it was hilarious. Oh and the best part was when they started the dance, they had the vaca loca run around. It was basically a guy carrying a ¨cow¨made out of cardboard on his head. Then midway through the song, fireworks were being lit off the cow...incredibly safe. It was really scary though, as the fireworks were whizzing past our heads as we sat literally 10 feet from this crazy vaca!

Today I made Sloppy Joe´s for the family...man, that was a hard one to translate...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

haha... still chuckling at the thought of you trying to translate sloppy joes...

Anonymous said...

I'm in the process of writing you a long gossipy letter...it shall reach you eventually...if the ROUS's don't get at it first.
~Danielle.

Anonymous said...

Corrie-
I believe that you are with some really safe people! Stay away from weird cow hats shooting off fireworks!!!!! Love you cuz! GO MD!
~Anna