Fiestas at Verde Limon

Our stay at Verde Limon last week was far from lonely and boring. We conveniently managed to walk into a energetic group of people who had spent several days together. We were warmly welcomed to join their family. Each night seemed to house a celebration, whether it was simply to celebrate a feast of good food or to see-off departing guests of the hostal. Every night someone made dinner and we all sat together enjoying the company, wine, and endless variety of jokes. There were friends from Rhode Island, Lima, Ile de la Reunion (off the coast of Madagascar), France, Finland, Columbia, Argentina, and Cuenca. This all occured in spanish (enlglish and french were used when required) and it was an excellent way to practice our conversation skills. This past Friday night two fellows from France showed up with a guitar and violin. We played music late into the night, singing and dancing. Not entirely sure how, but we successfully managed to wake up a very serious backpacker from the Czech Republic. He stood in the doorway of the fiesta noise and asked politely, in a very interesting pair of tight bright red underwear, if it would be possible to keep the volume down. We all bursted into laughter (except for the Canadians), realizing it was 3AM, and we made our way downstairs to finish playing music. Almost everyone we spent time with last week has left, and a new group of people, including hostal administration, have happily arrived.