Fucking Canoa, got me again.

I was going to head back to Quito on tonight´s bus, but was up until 10am this morning and now don´t feel like going. We are passing around the blame for the late night like a hot potato, no one wanting to own it.

I blame it on the "uña de bestia" (claw of the beast) which is a drink that has marijuana, cocaine, scorpian venom, caña(ecuadorian liquor that is super strong) and juice. There is a bar here that makes it and you take your own bottle and go buy it from the guy. I was told about it when I was here last time but managed to steer clear of it. This time though, some guys who are staying at the hostal from Australia that work on the Survivor series bought some and we all shared. I had about 1/2 shot and was up all night. Even the locals don´t ever have more than two shots or they wont be able to walk. Not something that I would make a habit of, or have any intention of drinking again, but sometimes just for the bragging rights you do things. Now I have had this ridiculous concoction. Scorpian venom. Seriously.

I stayed up drinking all night with Mao, who is the Mexican that owns the hostal I am staying at. We had a super great time. I think that we have a nice connection because I lived in Mexico and somehow he makes more sense to me than the people from Ecuador, and I think he thinks the same about me, that I understand him in a way that most people here don´t. Also, he started calling me MJ the other day which I thought was interesting because people here only call me Maryjane but last night he told me that he has a daughter in Mexico that he never gets to see and he loves her and misses her so so so much and her name is Maria Jesús and he calls her MJ. He said that even though he really likes me that it makes him kind of sad when I´m around because everytime he says my name he misses her. Very un-latin of him to share so sweetly. Must have been the uña de bestia.

Swimming in the ocean is the best thing for hangovers. I can´t even remember how awful it must be to have one and not be able to swim it out.

So anyway, that´s the news from Canoa. Good thing I have to leave this place. It´s fun to take a vacation but staying here would be death. Too much drinking, too many ways to get into trouble. Too many cute boys talking so sweetly. Too much scorpian venom. Too many reasons to stay. Gotta go...................................................................................tomorrow.

love you,
mj