A Chance Encounter

My host family lost a loved one yesterday. His name was Fernando Teran, one of the Diablito Teran Brothers famous for their music some thirty years back. Today I learned that most of my host dad’s siblings took part at some point in a musical ensemble that evolved from the Diablito Brothers. During the funeral mass, Miguel and the rest of his siblings sang 3 of Fernando’s favorite songs from the group. It was beautiful. And I’m a fan.

I left after paying my respects, and walked towards the NDI office to inquire about bus fares to Lima, Peru. On my way back, I passed by a small crowd of people and several police cars waiting outside a restaurant. I found out President Correa was having lunch inside. Excited, I decided to wait with everyone else. Ten minutes later, Mr. Correa walks out the door and everyone kind of pounces on him, me included. Most people were expressing their support for him and his movement in the election. I don’t have anything against the man; expect maybe his tendency to react inappropriately to criticism. Unfortunately, my camera battery died before I could take a picture with him. And for the man who said people just voted for a pretty smile, (post-election) it might just be.