So yesterday was the first day I went without writing on this blog and it felt weird. I don’t like a day without a post because it is a day without reflection and time spent putting experiences, lessons, and thoughts into words. Processing this crazy adventure is so important for it to truly have the effect on my heart, mind, and life that is possible.
Yesterday was another day that fell in line with others thus far this week. Spanish class was filled with more conversation than usual. Lunch at home was absolutely wonderful, filled with tons of people, lentil soup, broken conversation, and joy. I hit a wall yesterday with my Spanish and it was absolutely pathetic my inability to form any sort of coherent sentence. My brain was worthless. In the afternoon we discussed an article about talent by Geoff Colvin from Fortune Magazine which was very thought-provoking. Essentially Colvin argues that America’s emphasis on innate talent is unwarranted and holds people back from reaching their potential. He calls for deliberate practice of individuals to master any skill and for personal development. He probes readers to question what do you really believe and what do you really want? Challenging yourself, pushing the limits, stepping into discomfort, constantly self-evaluating, and engaging your mind are key components of growth and success. He also points to the significance of mentors and constructive criticism from others to provide outside perspective and a more realistic view of self. I found the article encouraging and motivating. It is the hard things, the uncomfortable, the unfamiliar that grows us. Persistency is worth it and through putting your mind to something you are capable of far more than you could ever imagine. These principles applied will be crucial for the next seven weeks of my life.
Last night all of the interns spent the night in a hostel for a mere $8 and immersed ourselves in the culture via the discoteca. After socializing, resting our brains, and relaxing in one another’s English speaking presence for a few hours, we went down a set of stairs into “krak” discoteca. What a scene—latino pop music, discoballs, and Ecuadorian teens and young adults dancing the night away. Twenty American’s strong, six of which are LARGE white boys we found our spot on the dance floor and had a blast.
Today we went to a museum giving detailed information, presenting artifacts, and including a large walking tour of a garden all about Cuenca and Ecuador. A blend of cultures from Incans to Spaniards provided for an educational and enjoyable experience. This afternoon I am in an American feeling coffee shop listening to English music. A small taste of home!
I got homesick for the first time this weekend. I miss English, the grocery, shorts etc. but most of all I miss my family and friends. I wouldn’t leave Ecuador if I could but I am growing to appreciate more and more the people in my life and all the ways I am supported by those around me. I love you all a lot and know I think of you daily.
Hasta luego,
Cate
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