Cuenca (getting spit on will heal you)
So…..let’s see here. It’s been a while since our last major post. We’ve been pretty busy in Cuenca with classes and cultural events…and also eating meals with our host family. We have spent a lot of time hanging out with them around the dinner table. My favorite part of Spanish school is conversation hour. We occasionally get to leave class and go visit interesting parts of Cuenca. The Friday before my birthday, my teacher took us to the “mercadoâ€. I like those kinds of market places. They are full of interesting fruits, vegies, roasting guinea pigs (cuy is a common food here), clothes and all kinds of other items you could possibly want to buy. We were wandering through, asking the name for this or that, talking to our teacher, when she pointed out the curanduras (local healers, who are mostly very old ladies, wearing more traditional clothes). Personally, I would prefer a regular doctor. I figure there are some natural remedies that can be very beneficial to people, but this procedure just left me baffled. There was a long line of women waiting to pay $1 to have their child “curedâ€. First the curandura picks up a bunch of leaves and flowers and proceeds to hit the kid with the plant on their forehead, chest, stomach, back and arms. I could smell the herby aroma from where I was standing. It is possible the plants could be good for clearing up the sinuses or something like that. Then they take an egg and rub it lightly all over the babies body. I am never sure if I am getting to story all right when people explain things to me in Spanish, but I think my teacher told me they are pulling the bad stuff out of the child’s body and putting it into the egg. She also said sometimes they crack it at the end and if there are specks or blood in it, then it proves someone gave them the evil eye. For adults they smell some kind of alcohol and rub it on their faces, but they don’t do it to babies. The next part is the real kicker. The curandura takes a swallow of holy water and then spits it back out on the customers head and then repeats the process for their back. If I was sick, I think the last thing I would want is someone spitting on me…We watched them work for a while and the other thing that surprised me was that it was the same basic treatment for everyone. They didn’t ask what was wrong with the kid to adapt the remedy to the disease. I guess if you believe an evil spirit is causing them problem, then it makes complete sense. I think I will just stick to modern medicine for the time being. 
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Which I actually needed last week (or maybe I needed the curandura! Who’s to know). It seemed to be just a 24 hour bug, but I was miserably sick. I’m glad we are staying with a caring host family and not in some hostel with a shared bathroom. The youngest daughter is 22 and she has a friend who is a doctor, so he came over and checked on me. They got me some medicine and all that. The next morning our host father was flipping through the newspaper and there was a picture of my doctor helping a patient. The article had something to do with senior citizens and medicine. I couldn’t understand much more than that, but it seemed funny that I got a house call from a “famous†doctor 🙂 Both Chris and I really like Cuenca. It is the 3rd largest City in Ecuador, but it is worlds away from Quito and Guyaquil (the 1st and 2nd biggest). It feels so much smaller, more manageable and safer. The people don’t drive quite as crazy and it is also quite pretty with the downtown historical center filled with colonial buildings and tons of catholic churches. 4 rivers flow through it causing trees and plants to flourish, and it is in a valley surrounded by beautiful mountains in which ever way you look. It was one of the places on our list of a possible place to return to after our 3 months of traveling and stay while Chris does school and I teach English. So, I thought I had better figure out what schools were out there and get some information. All the Spanish schools we attend are come and go whenever. Many students are there for college credit, and they have a specific schedule, but the rest of us can arrange ourselves. I assumed the English schools would be the same, but I found out that most of them run on the University schedules and will be starting at the beginning of October. We will be in Peru then, so things won’t work out perfectly. Nevertheless, I got offered 2 jobs at 2 different schools in 1 day. I didn’t want any job offers. I just went to get information about the schools, but I guess the normal people who come in looking for a job don’t already have a credential and a masters in Education. Even so, the pay scale for me in one of the schools was $2.50 per hour. A normal work load for the teachers is about 25-30 hours per week, so if you do the math it is about $270 a month. We certainly won’t be rolling in the dough, but on the other hand a nice apartment isn’t supposed to cost more than $150 a month. That is about what we were expecting, and our host family said it was a pretty normal wage for here. So, I don’t know how people can raise a family on that even with the cost of housing and food being so low. If we decide to come back there is a intensive language program starting in November, so we have to get going with the rest of our travels. So, it is off to the coast to try and see some whales before we move on to Peru.
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