Lotta spanish...

So I'm on day 4. I think at one point in time I said that I knew about as much spanish as a second grader...well...I talked to a 2nd grader today....I'm no where close. They got me waayyyy beat. I think I'm at an infant stage.

I knew coming into Quito that the language barrier was going to the hardest part. I actually think my spanish is getting worse. However, I feel that this a natural stage before learning anything new. I heard that when you're learning anything new that there are four stages: subconscious incompetence, conscious incompetence, conscious competence, and finally subconscious competence. Right now I'm at the conscious incompetence. I feel like an idiot.

Anyway, here's my setup. I'm living in the same room with all these guys. There are 5 of us total; two bunk beds and two single beds...so there's room for one more if anyone wants to come down. My first night these guys were like, 'ok, we're going to bed,' and then they throw on freaking stocking caps and scarves. I was like, 'what the

hell?' It isn't that bad here, but it can get into the 40's at night. The weather here in Quito is funny. It feels like fall all the time. If you thought Quito was blazing hot, you're right about a quarter of the time. Quito is 6,000 feet up so the sun is pretty brutal and the altitude takes some getting used to. However, you'll be sweating one moment, and then they'll be cloud cover or intense wind and it feels like it dropped 10 degrees...or whatever it is in Celsius. That's right they use Celsius here, different temperature gage, different language, different people...I'm screwed. Good thing I feel like the Lord wants me down here.