Are you not entertained?

Students who walk through the arch spanning two unfluted tuscan columns at the entrance to the Central University of Ecuador, the country’s oldest university, might be imagined to feel inspired by the history, the beauty, the accomplishment contained within this symbolic gateway to higher learning.

Universidad Central

But the gate is closed today, and in the intersection just outside the university’s green fields are the smoldering remnants of a burned tire, squashed lemons, torn paper, chunks of broken concrete, and rocks thrown by protestors.

Students use the gate as a focal point for their defense, keeping at bay the military-clad riot police who use urban camouflage to hide behind storefronts along the campus perimeter. The street is littered with debris, and an ambulance from another part of town crunches its tires past a molotov cocktail that explodes harmlessly in the otherwise barren intersection. Buses, taxis, and drivers have been rerouted to Quito’s other major thoroughfares, which absorb the additional traffic reluctantly.

I wrote the above description in May, while living in Quito, after witnessing police with plexiglass shields, bullet proof vests, combat helmets, and knee-high vinyl boots held to a standoff by students dressed in blue jeans, tennis shoes, t-shirts, and the occasional identity-protecting scarf.

Months later, President Rafael Correa clashed with the same police force in a scene that journalists and pundits are interpreting with difficulty. It was either a righteous protest or coup attempt, depending on who offers the explanation. Neither the intentions of the police nor the reasons why the president thought he should appear before an angry crowd of armed protestors are clear. In fact, the motivations in both uprisings are as opaque as the clouds of tear gas that sent the president scrambling for cover in a nearby hospital.

By the New York Times’ account, Correa remains an enigmatic political figure (“In Ecuador, a Leader Who Confounds His Supporters and Detractors Alike,” 10/10/10), and his recent actions have done nothing to clarify his underlying political philosophy or motivations. Nevertheless, he is more popular than ever. “He is in some ways a walking contradiction,” writes Simon Romero, but such character complexity does not trouble literary or art critics. Why does it trouble us when the complexity is unscripted?

Literature deliberately invites readers to an aesthetic experience, while news coverage that excites the passions sometimes troubles us simply because we perceive the story as less likely accurate if its exigency is transparent. But for anyone who had a reason to care about Ecuador on September 30th, our aesthetic response to the police protest that endangered President Correa’s life was guided by urgent Twitter posts and highly stylized photojournalism. In one image, an officer stands arms outstretched in a stance reminiscent of Russell Crowe’s in Gladiator. You can almost hear the officer shouting through the gas mask that renders him invincible to the tear gas, “are you not entertained?”


But intent — the officers’, the photographer’s, the President’s, the storytellers’ — is always contested, and alleged motivations are par for the course when it comes to interpreting events with such high stakes. Art critics would have as much to say as foreign correspondents covering the events in Ecuador, where this is but the latest mixture of violence and performance art to reach the international stage.

At the first event, I stood across the street from the manifestation for more than half an hour with others who were making their way home from work. When I asked fellow onlookers why the students were protesting, most shrugged their shoulders. The contretemps sustained some passersby interest just long enough for them to figure out where they might catch the bus if not here. There was an underlying sense of calm in the midst of this chaos and a shared understanding that it was a performance, but a performance that many were tired of. Both the police and the students tacitly acknowledged a public relations struggle as much as a physical struggle.

During Correa’s standoff with the police, I stood by my laptop, watching updates pour into my Twitter stream from El Comercio, Quito’s largest newspaper, and one brave Quiteña journalist in particular who posted videos and updates from the scene using her camera phone.

Moments before being tear gassed by the very police force that is ordinarily in charge of his security, Correa climbed above a crowd of angry, protesting officers and pulled his shirt away from his chest, screaming, “if you want to kill the president, here he is! Kill him, if you want to! Kill him if you are brave enough!” Ariel Dorfman, the Chilean playwright whose masterpieces document the terror of Pinochet’s power seizure, would have a difficult time staging a more dramatic scene.

Students at the university, members of Ecuador’s scandalized police force, and even President Correa may object to events in which lives were risked and lost being depicted as theatre. But life in such high-pressure moments is nothing less than art, calling on us to deliver the lines of the character we have developed all our life. If it were any less, Mr. President, then why the Homeric chest thumping?

 

soy un ciclista

Soy un ciclista

In a city where pedestrians and cyclists enjoy no respect, I dig this graffiti.

Photo taken in the neighborhood where I lived in Quito.

 

Quito, Ecuador

Between this weekend’s New York Times Travel section’s front-page story and President Correa‘s recent stand-off with the police, Ecuador is in the news.

This is a follow-up to an earlier post, one laden with advice about how to stay in touch with the US or Canada from Quito (or elsewhere in South America). Like the one before, I wrote this originally as advice for a college friend who moved to Quito a few months after I left. Some of what’s below is relevant to tourists visiting Quito briefly, but mostly it is meant to be practical advice that you won’t read in a guide book for people who are considering moving to Quito or spending at least a few months in this high, Andean city.

Get High

Since you’re already dealing with the altitude — altitude sickness comes in the form of exhaustion, headaches, and sometimes nausea — I recommend living higher than most of the town. Quito is situated in a bowl, with most of the business district in the floor and some residential neighborhoods climbing the slopes to the east and west sides. Add to the mix a heavy dose of bus/car pollutants and burning trash (mostly at night), and the air in the valley floor is thicker, if you know what I mean. Living higher up in a neighborhood on one of the slopes lets you breathe easier while you sleep. I lived in La Floresta and loved it. There are small neighborhood shops, designer studios, restaurants, hotels, panaderias, bars (with great live music) and an art house theatre all within walking distance of the apartment where I lived. It was one of the few places in town where I felt comfortable walking at night. I also heard nice things about the neighborhood Bellavista. Inevitably, someone will recommend that you look in the Mariscal, the main tourist neighborhood of Quito, because they think you will feel more comfortable around other gringos. Unless you’re coming here to meet other Americans (or Europeans — lots of Germans in Quito) who love to travel, I strongly recommend you not live in the Mariscal. The crime rate is higher (especially at night), the air is distinctly dirtier, and there is constant noisy construction (and often at night). Plus, there’s no sense of neighborliness in the Mariscal; it’s essentially a transient zone. In the outer neighborhoods, you’re going to find more professionals and fewer students, fewer parties than in the Mariscal.

And if the altitude sickness does hit you, try drinking mate de coca (coca tea). Yes, it’s exactly what you think it is. Just don’t try bringing any back to the United States.

Personal Space

Personal space in Ecuador is very small. People will crowd up right next to you on buses (more on that below), they will walk almost into you on the sidewalk, cars get very close to other cars and to pedestrians, and you will be stared at. It’s not rude; it’s just the Ecuatoriano way.

The staring is probably the most unnerving at first. It’s nothing personal, except that it has to do with how you look, how you speak, how you dress, how tall you are, and everything else that has flows from your essence. Kids, adults, las personas mayores, Quiteños and indigenous all will find you visually interesting. Get used to it as soon as you can.

In the street, the disappearance of personal space is a little more dangerous. Pedestrians (peotones) are virtually ignored. Buses stop in the middle of crosswalks, drivers will not slow down for you as you are crossing the street, cars park on the sidewalk, and motorcyclists ride on the sidewalk.

blue heart

When crossing the street at a corner, after looking both ways, don’t forget to also look behind you. The “hook,” a term used to describe collisions where cars turn a corner into unsuspecting victims, is the most common traffic collision. Blue hearts painted on the sidewalks or roads mark where a pedestrian was killed, and near parks — most prominently in Parque Carolina — you can see “ghost bikes” chained to lamp posts. Read more about these tragic memorials here.

The city has just implemented a new traffic mitigation program that prohibits personal car owners from driving their cars through certain zones of the city on alternating days. Called pico y placa, the program is based on similar programs in London and Mexico City where a car owner cannot enter certain high congestion areas on days determined by the last digit of one’s license tag (which is theoretically assigned at random). The preparation for the program’s commencement was entertaining; you’d think the world was supposed to end, but the actual enforcement remains to be seen. It could, in its first year, bring much needed relief both in terms of traffic congestion and pollution.

Language

estudiantes de ingles

Although English is the main foreign language taught in high schools and universities, the Ecuatoriano grasp of English is equivalent to the average American high school graduate’s grasp of Spanish. In other words, Quito is not one of those countries where Americans can travel and rely on their foreign hosts to show off how cultured they are by speaking English. With very few exceptions, you need to speak Spanish from your ingreso to your salida.

How strong is your Spanish? If not very, I recommend taking some refresher classes before you go. Otherwise, you’ll feel like you’re completely at the mercy of others, whether a friend’s translation or a stranger’s patience, for a while. And once you get down there, even if your Spanish is strong, I still recommend about 2 weeks of classes in a local school to learn some local expressions, local pronunciations, and local sense of humor. At most schools, classes are highly individualized (I was the only student in mine), and they can be tailored to what ever you want to learn. For example, I tailored mine toward reading Latin American literature.

Transportation

If you will be there for a while, you may plan to get a car. I recommend not driving one until you’ve been there a while (in fact, I don’t recommend driving unless you have experience driving in some pretty insane traffic patterns). In the city, the bus systems are fantastic, and you really don’t need a car.

history meets the present | historia se encuentra el presente

You’ve probably already read in a guide book about the three main bus lines with fixed north-south routes: Metrobus, Trole, and Ecovia. Since Quito is a long city that basically runs north-south between mountain ranges (cordilleras), these three bus routes are often the most useful. All three run down to el Centro Histórico and at least as far north as the airport. I lived closest to the Ecovia and used it almost daily.

On these city buses, la gente crowd in, face-to-face, back-to-back, side-to-side. At the next parada, more people crowd on than step off. It’s unbelievable what people interpret to be space enough to justify stepping into the bus; you just have to accept it. Every available space is used by niños, grocery bags, babies strapped to women’s backs, mochillas, carteras, gringos, and Quiteños. It’s as if empty space is a luxury that everyone wants, but when everyone reaches for it or steps into it or tries to claim it, the luxury vanishes and all we are left with is all we are entitled to: just the limits of our skin and bones and not much more.

So, on the bus, I learned not make room to let someone to pass by me unless I was willing to permanently lose that room. Inevitably, when I would shift my weight to the other foot to let someone pass by me, the passerby would take this as an opportunity to stand even closer to me.

And you will want more space than the average Ecuatoriano. It’s a good idea to have it, as well, since there is currently a problem with ladrones on the three north-south bus systems. Since the buses are so crowded most of the time, ladrones take the buses as fielding grounds for picking pockets, slashing bags (I didn’t believe this was a problem until I saw the results of one incident), and lifting cameras.

During the time that I was there, El Comercio ran an article on the astounding number of on-bus thefts reported each month. Following the article, there was a noticeable increase in police presence in the bus stations. For about a week.

So, use caution on the buses. Carry your bag in front of you and close to your body, and keep an eye on it. If you have to carry something very expensive (like a laptop), take a taxi.

Taxis

For calling a taxi to your house, there are several radio taxi companies. I used Galaxia reliably. (3-400-200, 24 hours a day) When you call, they will ask for your phone number, which they then “link” to the address at which you want to be picked up. That way, they’ll remember you the next time you call. It’s also worth learning where the nicer hotels are (Hotel Quito, Suisseôtel, Sheraton, Hilton, even Holiday Inn Express) scattered throughout the city, as there is inevitably a queue of taxis waiting for hotel guests. Sometimes a driver will say that he’s not available because he is there only for hotel guests; just move on to the next one. (Hotel lobbies, incidentally, are also reliable spots for clean bathrooms.)

When hailing a cab on the streets, don’t bother with the unmarked taxis. These usually just look like someone’s personal car (which it probably is), and the driver will have a printed TAXI sign on the dash. They’ll honk and flash their lights at you to try and get your business. But just let them pass and wait for a yellow taxi, with its registration numbers in red, stuck to the inside, upper windshield.

Bus tipos

Effects of the sun

Learn to ride the bus tipos. Routes for the blue buses are impossible to understand; learn them anyway. Look for a covered overhang (marking an official bus stop) or just a bunch of people congregating on the sidewalk, and wait for one that’s going your direction. Common destinations on printed on placards that sit in the front window, and the collectors call out the stops. As opposed to the three city-run buses, these bus routes are mostly circular and fill the east-west gaps left by Metro/Trole/Ecovia. Destinations (as printed on the placards or called out by the collectors) include streets, parks, universities, and other landmarks. For example, the ones I took most often read La Floresta (my neighborhood), U Católica (a nearby university), Colon (a major east-west street), Seminario Mayor (a seminary at the far end of Colon), América (a major cross street), among other names.

Chances are, you won’t be able to understand them at first, so just hop on a bus and see where it goes. It’ll stop whenever you want it to, and you’ll notice that for many of the male regulars, the bus won’t even stop — it’ll just slow down enough for the men to hop on or off. While the buses are registered with the city and have certain routes, they are privately owned and are often family businesses. It’s not unusual to see the husband driving with the wife collecting fare at the door. And occasionally, usually on weekend, the kids might work as collectors. The curtains, the interior decorations, the music played by the driver all personalize the experience on these buses. For me, they were a daily and rewarding dose of liberty and pattern in chaos. They were one of my favorite things about living there.

Futbol

Even if you don’t give a damn about futbol, it’s worth following Liga’s schedule just so you’ll know what those spontaneous gatherings on the sidewalk are about (usually, people huddling around a TV outside an electronic shop or café).

Coffee

If you’re a coffee drinker, then you will want to order café negro or expreso doble at cafés. Otherwise, if you just order a café, the mesero will bring you a café Americano (i.e. watered down coffee). In Argentinian restaurants, a strong cup of coffee may be called a café corto and will have just a hit of milk.

 

redondel

redondel

 

Not all coffee is the Same

On Ecuador’s Pacific coast, high striated cirri fold in the sky like wrinkles of dry snow on a fallow western Massachusetts field. Boys launch fishing boats in the surf, standing in the hull and pushing their craft forward with poles that sink into the sand. And somewhere between, where the sea’s horizon meets the sky, the sun sinks behind a miles-wide cumulonimbus gray piece of the aerial ocean, trimmed in orange while hummingbirds, black butterflies, and habitual walkers glide back and forth in view from this hammock before the world. The setting sun’s pink pushes upward where it scatters into a few formless patches of unfolded cirrus snow.

Once each wave climbs as high on the beach as it can and begins to slide back into the ocean, it meets the next wave and churns sand and water into a chocolate milk that quickly dissolves into cappucino foam.

I have not had a decent coffee all week.

If you are ever in Same, Ecuador (pronounced sah-may) – a beautifully rustic, quiet beach town on Ecuador’s coast – here’s fair warning. Not a single establishment, neither restaurant nor bar nor hotel, serves espresso. Add to this, like in most of Chile, Nescafé passes for coffee. So if you ask “¿Tiene café negro?” and the person responds “si,” clarify whether they count water-soluble coffee-flavored crystals as equal to ground roasted beans. In a country full of coffee trees, the coastal preference for Nescafé is baffling.

But in case you find yourself in the Same situation, that is in a kitchen with no coffee machine, no stove top espresso maker, nor even a french press, here’s what you can do.

Whether or not you’re staying in the sprawling cliff-side Casa Blanca complex, visit La Tienda, a well-stocked general store on the Mediterranean inspired property.

Avoid the following
bad idea Café Filtrado: I’ve always wondered why, if coffee is just hot water run over ground beans through a filter, a cup of coffee could not be brewed just like a cup of tea. Given my dire outlook, I was willing to try this. It sounds like a good idea, but it is ruined in its execution. I like a strong cup of java, and doubling and quadrupling the number of prescribed bags per cup of nearly-boiling water only resulted in a stronger, more awful flavor.

another bad ideaSuperior Café Gran Colombiano: This simpler bag of roasted, ground coffee has an alkaline flavor that sits at the other end of the spectrum of what I expect coffee to taste like.

Espanol coffeeMy best cups of coffee came from individualized packets of ground coffee called Español. While you’re at La Tienda, pick up Scott napkins with the blue elephant and other psychedelic designs. One packet makes a good, strong cup of coffee.

Anyone else have a desperate coffee story?

WARNING: inevitably this is a three-handed affair, and depending on who is pouring the boiling water and who is holding the napkin-cum-coffee filter, there is the slight chance of scalding an understanding friend. Cuidado.

N.B. The classy, bat-bearing Bacardi coasters come free with a 750cm³ bottle of liquid happiness.

 

Technology-related advice on traveling to Quito, Ecuador

Although my focus here is on traveling from the U.S. to Quito, much of what I recommend applies elsewhere in South America, indeed in much of the world.

Iglesia de la CompañaThere’s WIFI everywhere. Ecuador is in the middle of an exciting explosion of Internet access, and you’ll see netbooks advertised daily in newspapers and magazines. That said, feel free to bring a laptop, iPhone, iPad or whatever else you want to use to get online. In fact, having one will make it very easy for you to communicate with the States. Here’s the caveat — bring a good lock for a laptop and make sure you keep up with anything else that’s portable and valuable. Once down here, keep the laptop in a safe or always locked up, depending on your living situation, when you’re not using it. There’s not much of a laptop-in-café culture down here, and that’s probably because laptop thefts are so common. If you are the kind of person who does like to use a laptop at a café, stop by Nocion Café, at Foch y Seis de Deciembre. A little place, painted orange, the owners are a friendly young couple. You’ll see netbooks and MacBooks side by side in this café. And their espresso is fantastic.

For calling the US, I strongly recommend setting up a Google Voice account (and learning to use it) and then a Skype phone number. The Skype number is a paid feature of Skype’s otherwise free services, but it’s not that expensive (ca. $20 for three months?) and it attaches a phone number to your Skype account. This is a way for people in the US to call you without paying international fees. You set up the number with whatever area code you want, so for some people, this will just be a local call.

Of course, you can still use Skype to connect with other Skype users (for voice, video, and text chat), but now you also have a number that friends and family can call from their phones and connect to you on Skype.

Add Google Voice to the mix, and you have a way to call any phone number in the US (and Canada) for free. It’s hard to explain how Google Voice works if you aren’t familiar with it, but basically you tell Google Voice (via its website) who you want to call and which phone number of yours you want it to use (in this case, the Skype number), and Google Voice connects your laptop with the phone number you want to call. I set this up for business (since I am working while down here), and it has also been useful for keeping in touch with family. The catch with Google Voice is that you have to register for it, and you have to register while you’re in the US. You can’t sign up for it once you’re down here. But, if you signed up for it ahead of time, it will work while you’re down here.

Speaking of geographically restricted content, Amazon digital downloads, Pandora, Hulu, and Crackle don’t work outside the US. The iTunes Store and Joost will work, but if you want to get access to the others, you can use a VPN or web-based proxies. They’re not as reliable (mainly because you are relying on someone else to keep them working), but when they do work, it’s just like being in the US.

For backing up your computer, I recommend Dropbox. Use the paid version if you have more than 2GB of data you want to keep backed up. It works flawlessly down here. Plus, if the unfortunate happens and your laptop is stolen, breaks, or otherwise inconveniences you, Dropbox will have all of your data accessible to you online (and ready to sync with a new computer).

A Flickr Pro account will let you create as many Sets of photos as you want, and since you can upload photos at full resolution, it’s a great online backup for your photographic recordings of your experiences. YouTube will back up any videos you take (edited or raw), within their time/GB restrictions. Use Vimeo if you have videos longer than 8minutes. The privacy settings for Flickr, Vimeo, and YouTube allow you to store videos/photos on their servers but leave them private if you want to.

For local communications, you’ll want a cell phone. Any GSM cell phone (except an iPhone purchased in the US*) will work down here. If you have one, just bring it and plan to replace the SIM card with one from an Ecuatoriano company. There are two major companies, Movistar (a division of the Spanish telecommunications company Telefónica) and Porta. Both have equivalent cost features and coverage in Quito (in my experience), but Movistar has better coverage outside of Quito. So, I went with Movistar. If you have a GSM phone and want to use it, expect to pay about $25 for a local SIM.

Because my iPhone wouldn’t work down here (see below), I bought the cheapest cell phone Telefónica would sell me ($60) with no monthly plan. Instead, I buy minutes $6 at a time. You can purchase cards with scratch-off codes to recharge your minutes or, more and more often, have your phone’s minutes magically recharged at tiendas all over town. I stop by the same places where I pop in to buy water and add $6 at a time to my phone.

*I have an iPhone and brought it with me. Sure enough, there is some kind of software lock on it that keeps it from working with anything but AT&T, so I was not able to use a Telefónica (Movistar) SIM card with it. I still use it on WIFI networks, but I keep it in airplane mode to keep it from roaming. Of course, you can buy an unlocked iPhone from Movistar, but plan to pay more than a grand for it.

 

HAIL


Hail. On the Equator. WTF?

 

Flight | Vuelo

 

Tocar las nubes | Touch the clouds

In Quito, Ecuador, clouds roll in from the northeast to shroud the neighborhood La Floresta in a mystical ether.

Handheld camera + a wall + Gnarls Barkley covering Radiohead’s haunting “Reckoner.”