Friday morning I planted the slimiest, smelliest seeds imaginable.
Friday afternoon, Ramon the teacher, two high school students, Lillian and I chilled on the grass in the park instead of having class. We shared the most essential words we could think of in Spanish and English (ecology terms, basic grammar, and cuss words), practiced poi, and ate sesame seeds.
Friday night we boated to Canoa for lattes, dancing, and a break from Bahia.
Saturday we biked from Canoa to Rio Muchacho, the organic farm that some of our friends work at. We never arrived at the farm, but we did encounter vociferous tropical birds, a herd of skinny cows, bike-chasing dogs, muddy streams, and a beautiful orange flower.
After arriving back in Canoa, we met up with our gringo and Ecuadorian surfer friends for laughs and drinks. I do not recommend a notorious drink called uña. It is a potion of nasty things made into an even nastier tasting alcoholic beverage, often consumed as proof of virility. However, I do recommend eating a brunch of empanadas and exploring the tidepools of Canoa on a Sunday afternoon after body surfing. The crabs are amazing, as are the billions of tiny cone-shaped mollusks.
