A FAREWELL TO JANI...
This weekend we hosted a fiesta in our apartment. What was initially planned to be a small gathering of the English teachers grew to a party of 35 people (mas or menos). And…although we initially expected guests to bring only a beverage and/or snack for the party, by the end of the week, the Ecuadorians had organized a full feast with three types of spaghetti, two dishes of meat and homemade dessert. To Sara, a person who prefers proper advanced planning, it felt a bit like chaos. And, the kitchen DID look like chaos from about 8pm until 10pm when dinner was finally served. In keeping with the custom, every guest was personally served with a full plate of food (We pushed for the buffet line but got overruled). Fortunately, our “super” kind neighbors (the family who owns our building) loaned us plates, silverware, chairs and even their dining room table.
Guests slowly began arriving around 8pm. As is custom here in Ecuador, EVERYONE is provided with a handshake or kiss to the cheek upon greeting. As the room filled it up, it was interesting to watch each new guest make the full circle to greet everyone in the room. The only odd thing is that despite there being an emphasis on greeting everyone, people rarely give their names. Many people came and went without us knowing their name.Without much furniture, we were able to leave plenty of room for the dance floor (as requested by the other teachers). As we are learning, the traditional arrangement for parties is a large circle of chairs with an open center floor for dancing. The dancing started almost immediately. Although we as Americans may prefer to ease into it after a few cocktails, the Ecuadorians go straight to dancing. As the hosts, Ben and I were asked to warm up the dance floor to encourage others to dance (maybe it’s a tradition although we never determined it). Imagine us doing our American style dance in the middle of a large circle of Ecuadorians. UN-com-fort-a-ble to say the least! They don’t give much credit for head bobbing or arm moving here. It’s all in the hips….
The party was in honor of Jani (the other Ellensburgian who hired us for SEI and made our adventure here possible). Jani is returning to the United States on Friday. In her honor, two teachers put on the traditional clothing of the indigenous people here and entertained us with a traditional dance. It was a sweet tribute to our fellow gringo.




