La despedida, or leaving, of my friends from the U has not been easy. While several have stayed behind in Quito to finis
h their theses as I am doing, many of my best friends have left for Bolivia or Colombia or wherever else they call home. It is a major change, especially being in the residency and not having my friends a door or two down the hall.
With that said, we did make sure to celebrate la despedida in serious fashion, with an Ecuadorian friend hosting the goodbye party at his parents' country house where we grilled all sorts of meat and danced until the first flight of the early morning took the Bolivian guys home.
We had a great time, and while I could hardly move (earlier that day had been the marathon), I managed to find a drum and bang along with the salsa beat. Bless those 7th grade drumming lessons! However, by midnight the day's exertion had caught up to me, and I was pretty much passed out despite the blaring music for the rest of the night...
La despedida, or leaving, of my friends from the U has not been easy. While several have stayed behind in Quito to finis
h their theses as I am doing, many of my best friends have left for Bolivia or Colombia or wherever else they call home. It is a major change, especially being in the residency and not having my friends a door or two down the hall.
With that said, we did make sure to celebrate la despedida in serious fashion, with an Ecuadorian friend hosting the goodbye party at his parents' country house where we grilled all sorts of meat and danced until the first flight of the early morning took the Bolivian guys home. 
We had a great time, and while I could hardly move (earlier that day had been the marathon), I managed to find a drum and bang along with the salsa beat. Bless those 7th grade drumming lessons! However, by midnight the day's exertion had caught up to me, and I was pretty much passed out despite the blaring music for the rest of the night...
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