Ehhh so my last blog post was lacking a bit. Oops. I think I was still processing the fact that I for real just said goodbye to the kids that I spent a month with. It still feels surreal, that I´m not going back...
This morning, I landed in Cuenca, Ecuador, which is the city where Matthew was born and where he stayed at an orphanage for the first 8-ish months of his life. Woke up at 4:45, got to the airport a bit early, sipped a Nescafé (only the best!!), and took the 45 minute trip to Cuenca. Landed, found a hostel.... kind of?
My hostel is kind of funny. The running water only runs every now and then. I think I´m the only one staying there. The owners live across the street.
BUT!! They gave me a towel AND toilet paper. Also, I have my own room for $5 a night, which is prettttyyy sweet. I´ll take it!
This is my first time traveling alone, and also, traveling without a game plan. I kind of just landed, wandered, and we´ll see what happens? So today I´ve been to a few of the plazas, and to a mirador that looks over the entire city. And it´s only noon....
Tomorow, I´m going to Ingapirca, which is the best-preserved Incan ruins in Ecuador. That should definitely be cool.
Monday will probably consist of more museums and wandering. We´ll see.....
Dang. Traveling solo is kind of fun. I like the fact that it´s just me, doing whatever the heck I feel like. It´s bizarre for me to feel this carefree, to be honest. I feel so comfortable here, for some reason. I like it.
This morning, I also went around to some of the addresses/etc that meant something when Matthew lived here. And I was not expecting it, but I definitely started crying. Thank GOD it was raining, or I´m sure I would have looked even more ridiculous: the random gringa with hiking shoes and a bright green bolsa sobbing in a residential neighborhood. I didn´t think that being here would impact me emotionally like that. Maybe I´m just tired? But it´s also 100% unbelievable that the little boy I love so much actually once lived here, in this remote city thousands of miles away from the house we share in Massachusetts. It´s kind of an overwhelming thought, and the experience is much more powerful. I´m not sure I´ll ever be able to explain what being here is like. All I know is that the longer I stay in Ecuador, the more amazing it seems that he lives with me and not here, and how thankful I am for that.
Okay. Enough time at the internet café. The sun is coming out! Who knows what I´ll do from here...
Whatveer comes next will be next.
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