12/9/2012

The birthday of two of most important people in my life.

We just left the village I absolutely loved.
It was on a side river of Napo.
Last village we set our clinic up.
Pienso que mi español es muy mal todavia.
I hate spoken languages, why everything cannot just be written on notes, why there`s no mind reading machines..

Sidenote: It was interesting to notice at the football match yesterday that when Peru had a goal, the people got crazily happy, but when Argentina made a goal, I almost saw no reaction whatsoever. Like, when there`s good happening, it`s a reason to celebrate, but on misfortune there is no need to dwell on more.

I like that.

(lol, the boat just got stuck on the ground of Napo and all the plates fell on the floor!)

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13/09/2012

The last night on the boat.

I have been feeling absolutely lonely today.

I drew a card for the staff and we bought a box of choloates for them.

Left it at the boat`s fridge for them to find in the morning.

There was an italian guy at the riverside.

Building up the bonfire our staff had set up.

Luis thought he was very unpolite because he hardly answered to his questions.

He thought all italians must be like that.

Girls tries to explain him that he was "a loner".

Few minutes later I was playing the maracas`with the italiano, and calling the spirits.

Rest of the group were dancing to Abba beside the bonfire.

I felt once again at home in myself.

He helped me to gain my own power.

It`s hard when no one asks "how are you" since they have gotten used to your silence. 

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That`s about of the boat excursion.

Now I`m listening an american playing beautiful songs with his guitar on the inner yard and waiting to see my new biologist friend who will teach me spanish.

Bueno.