By Ryo H., guest blogger and Junior Immersion in Quito participant
Mucho gusto, me llamo Ryo.
Today is the second day of a month long trip to Ecuador, and I am beat. The trip just to get to Ecuador was something by itself. The worst part wasn't the 10 hours spent in a plane or the 4 hour layover in the Miami airport. It was waking up at 3 am, getting to the airport, and waiting for hours, just to find out our plane was cancelled. To top it off, the next plane was not until the following day at the same time, 3am, so i had to wake up at the crack of dawn two days in a row. We finally arrived in Quito late that night and my host mother, Susana Garcia, picked us up. Once we arrived at their pad, we met the son Carlos, age 12, and daughter Andrea, age 21. I slept very little that night and woke up not so bright but early for school the next morning. Between fooling around at the airport, the long plane ride, lack of sleep, and the high altitude, Ecuador has made me a tired camper these first few days.