Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Two exciting things that happened last night

First of all, I had an unusual dinner. The first item on the menu was some kind of clam or mussel, which I've never had before. It was very chewy. I forget what it was called in Spanish because it had a long name, but it's the light brown chunks in the photo below:


Then we had sushi, made by a Japanese woman who has been living in Ecuador for a while. I wanted to talk to her in Japanese, but lately, whenever I try to say something in Japanese or think of a Japanese word, all that comes out is Spanish! I can produce literally almost nothing in Japanese now! Anyway, the sushi toppers were classically Ecuadorian (except for the sukiyaki furikake): avocados, eggs, and plantains. Wouldn't be Ecuador without plantains!


More importantly, however... I got to change rooms! I'm so happy! The new room is the one that the Venezuelan guy who was also staying at the house was living in, but he went back to his home in the Canary Islands yesterday and now his room is mine! It is so nice because it has its own bathroom which is waaaaaay cleaner than the communal bathroom that I've been using, and there's no creepy crawlspace under the bed. And it has the towel storage, so I can just grab extras to take to the beach. But the bathroom is the most important thing. I found a snail in the shower when I showered last night before dinner (and a worm last week) and was just thinking about how much I really wanted to be able to use a shower that didn't have animals and weird smells coming out of the drain and that evening it really happened! And the hot water shower head works in the new one! Yay warm water! The only sketchy thing about this room is the giant box of mangoes off to one side and its accompanying swarm of fruit flies. But I don't mind little Drosophilas!

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Disease in Ecuador

Here's something fascinating: Everybody in Ecuador still gets smallpox vaccines. I was noticing that lots of people have round scars on their upper arms but I didn't have confirmation of what it was until a couple nights ago when I asked one of my host family's daughters-in-law. She confirmed that it was indeed the scar from her vaccination for smallpox and that even the kids still get them here when they are born. I asked her how many people get the actual each year in Ecuador, and she guessed that it was about 100 (although it's impossible to tell, because the government does not release official figures about sick people), and that the number was similar in other South American countries. I told her that was surprising to me, since everyone in the States thinks that smallpox is completely gone from the world and the disease is almost forgotten there. But she confirmed that the scars were from vaccinations, and I looked up the Spanish word for smallpox ("viruela") to see if it has any other meanings, and I don't know of any other vaccines that leave similar scars, so I think it's legitimately true that smallpox is still a concern here. Even my host family in Quito confirmed that they also had the scars, but the Venezuelan guy who was also staying in my house said he didn't have one. So I'm not entirely sure how widely the vaccines are still administered. But I thought that it was fascinating and a little bit ominous that they are still administered here.


Apparently the vaccine has evolved a bit, though. The older generations (who all have the big scars like in the photo above) got the traditional two-pronged needle approach. But the little kids got theirs in the form of a standard injection and their scars are much smaller. I asked one of their mothers about it and she said that the vaccination now given is for three diseases: smallpox, polio, and something else that I don't have the translation for and can't remember the name of. To minimize the number of needle jabs, apparently, the nurses draw from each of the three vaccine vials in succession, so that the single shot contains vaccine for all three diseases, although it doesn't come pre-mixed.

The other exciting disease here is dengue. I didn't realize it was a problem until I was sitting in a cloud of mosquitoes with some other students one night and somebody started talking about it. For reference, dengue is a mosquito-borne disease with no vaccine or cure that, in its severe form, causes people to bleed severely internally. The rainy season is just ending and there are tons of mosquitoes everywhere on the island, but especially at the university where there's a perpetual pool of standing water right out front. Hopefully nobody gets sick!

Thursday, February 21, 2013

My homestay!

I didn't really do a good job of blogging about my homestay in Quito, although the people and the house were both really nice, and I feel a little bit bad about that. But instead, I'm going to blog about my homestay in the Galapagos, because it's more relevant currently.

Anyway, as I've mentioned about a gazillion times, my house is on the main street in town, in the central neighborhood (Barrio Central), and almost directly across from the Galapagos headquarters of the CNE (National Election Committee). It's also a block away from the now-abandoned Avanza headquarters and "La Concha", a half-dome ampitheatre with a large flat concrete area that alternates between dance floor, volleyball court, and fireworks launch site. A few weeks ago was the anniversary of the Galapagos becoming a province and there was a big party with several bands, dancing until the morning, and food/beer vendors all over the place. There were also fireworks being set off just to the side of the crowd. They exploded maybe 50 feet above our head and there was an area of soggy firework casing carcasses that people had to step around. (It had been raining, causing some of the fireworks to misfire.) Yay Galapagos safety standards!

Here's La Concha during an Avanza rally, which also had beer and fireworks:


So to the actual house: It, like all houses here, is made entirely of concrete with various mesh insets to allow airflow. Sitting on the front porch to chat with neighbors and family passing by is a nightly activity for my host parents, who aren't big on amenities like the TV, although they do have one.


You can't see the front door in that photo, because it's perpendicular to the street, but it is to the right of the window. The lower porch and window belong to our unit, while the upstairs is another unit that my host parents are currently renting to some Long Islanders. They're leaving next week, though, and I'm not sure who's going to be up there after them. No word yet what the garage door on the right functions for, but it opens into the living room.

The front porch is also the site of a daily sale of fish caught by my host parents' fisherman son:


The house itself is comprised of a total of five units, all of which are sort of jumbled together. There are two in the front and three more in the back. From the side, the house looks like this:


To get to the back three units, you have to go into this back patio sort of area, where the staircases to the upper units, our back door, and the laundry area are. This is the view from the third floor patio:


Our back door is to the right, under the staircase. (The door at the corner of the stairs goes to the Long Islanders' apartment.) The back door is made of chickenwire with a hole in it to reach in and grab the doorframe so it can be opened, and it's never locked. There's an actual door, too, but it's never closed. The family swears up and down that no crime happens in the Galapagos, so let's hope that's true! Our front door actually has a "lock" --that is, there's a piece of string that can be used to tie it to the wall so that it can't be opened from outside.

The inside of the house is pretty standard. Sorry the photos are a little dark.



Here's my room. It used to belong to one or both of their own daughters, so there's a lot of stuff.



Here's some bootleg DVDs I found in the closet. There are several bootleg DVD stores in town and there are actually a lot of relatively new, interesting titles available, and for only a few bucks! So far, I've only watched District 9, but it played with no problems on my computer, so hopefully I'll be able to get some of my own DVDs here for cheaps.


My bed is really this cement block built out of the floor, and underneath, there's this weird crawlspace. (It might be tough to see in this photo.) It freaks me out a little bit, so I haven't gathered the guts to actually shine a flashlight inside and see what all is back there, but it looks like mostly rubbish. The only things I could really see with just the ceiling light are a used q-tip and a rusty pair of pliers...


There's two more bedrooms in the house besides mine: one for my host parents and one more guest bedroom that is currently housing a Venezuelan guy who's here on vacation. He's leaving next Tuesday, so I might try to take over that room since it has the amenity of its own bathroom, but I suspect they will want to keep that one as the one they rent out. The other bathroom is really disgusting, though, so I really want to get out of using it if I can. The shower is interesting, though... It's on its own 30 amp breaker, because the shower head creates hot water using some kind of electric coil. (Or it did until it broke last week, sadly enough...) The Long Islanders have a similar setup and apparently they've gotten shocked on theirs a couple times.

Anyway, here's the laundry machine out back:


Here's part of the gutter system. Inside that hole in the ground is some kind of underground lake which may or may not be the sewers. It smells okay, but I think it's kind of suspicious. Maybe some kind of greywater system?


Anyway, here's some views of the surrounding area from the third floor patio. You can just see La Concha and the Avanza headquarters in the background of this one:


View towards the ocean:


This is the courtyard in the middle of our block: None of the apartments in our building actually have access to it.


Here's the patio itself, with some of my laundry. Yay hammocks!


Galapagos Totally Legit Steps

Here, external staircases often consist of a single pour of molded concrete with nothing supporting them from underneath.

Exhibit A:


From the ground to the roof is a single piece of solid concrete with nothing supporting it from underneath. It's  also fairly thin.

Also, witness the unfinished second story. I don't know why, but tons and tons of buildings here are made like that, with mostly unfinished upper floors, as if someone started building and just went until the money ran out.

Here's another example of both things:


Sunday, February 17, 2013

Election Results!!

Well, to nobody's surprise, they called the election for Correa. What did surprise me, though, was that they called it with a fair amount of time left before the polls closed. [Edit: it occurred to me today that I'd forgotten about the one hour time difference, so the polls had in fact closed throughout mainland Ecuador before this all happened.] I had fallen asleep in the living room this afternoon and woke up at around 4:30 to see Correa thanking a mob outside Carondelet on TV. The polls weren't going to close until 5, but they were already showing results and such and Correa began his official acceptance speech five or ten minutes before 5. It seemed to me that Gutierrez split a lot of the vote that could have gone to Lasso in the Amazon region, but other than that, I wasn't actually paying much attention.

The real excitement came earlier today, when I accompanied my host mother to the voting station. There are several voting stations around town, and which one you need to go to is based on the first letter of your last name. That meant that my host father (BuenaƱo) got to go to a station relatively close to the house while my host mother (Zavala) had to trek all the way out to the airport. I went with her since I have an easier time communicating with her. Once we got to the airport, we entered a large room with little tables set up around the periphery and some people sitting around towards one side. Here, voting was further divided by sex and then name. On each table was a little cardboard trifold, like the kind US kids do elementary school science fair projects on except smaller, with "The vote is private" printed in Spanish on the outside. Once people had filled out their ballots, they were placed in cardboard boxes with a transparent window in the side through which markings were completely visible.

The most interesting thing to me, though, was the high military presence in the polling place. There were a few army guys near the door and numerous naval offers stationed around the room. And every single one of them had a semiautomatic rifle. I didn't even notice at first, because none of the Ecuadorians were noticing. But yep, there were guns everywhere and nobody giving them any mind. I had planned to take a few photos of the polling place when we were on our way out, but I decided I didn't really want to end up on the wrong end of one of those weapons, so I just took one super surreptitious photo in the direction of the only military guy not paying attention to the action:


I have no idea why maybe twenty rifles are needed in a polling station while when the President himself visits, all you need are a few cops and two guys with secret service-style earpieces. I asked my host mother why they had so many guns there and she was entirely dismissive of it, saying essentially, "Oh, you know, order and discipline and such." Nobody gives people standing around with guns a second thought here. But I don't think I had even seen a weapon like one of these in real life before in the States.

Anyway, afterwards, we made one more stop because my host mother needed to get her new voter card laminated. This happened at a street-side cart with a lamination machine and cost 50 cents. Since the introduction of the new constitution, the main form of ID has become this card that you get each four years that has a small amount of personal information on it and verifies that you did in fact vote in the last elections. I asked what happens if you don't vote (which is illegal) and it turns out the punishment is a $40 fine and presumably some trouble using the card from the previous four years.

Anyway, that's the scoop on the elections. I'm a little disappointed that they're over since from now on life will probably be substantially more boring... Oh well...

Saturday, February 16, 2013

I got to see the President!

If there's one thing I love about the Galapagos Islands, it's the politics. It's election season in Ecuador again, and tomorrow, everyone of age (literally; voting is mandatory here) will take to the polls to decide whether or not to reelect the current president, Rafael Correa. My host family in Quito is convinced that he's a dictator who will win even if it requires some vote-fixing, and in Ecuador, where most authority figures apparently come with a price tag, I wouldn't necessarily be surprised. But Correa's motives and policies are also not really my concern. There's no voters' guide here, so I have only hearsay and sketchily-translated TV blurbs to base my opinion of candidates' platforms on and no way of telling how likely they are to follow through on their platforms anyway. In any case, I also don't know Ecuador well enough to know what plan is right for it as a country and what changes will be beneficial or harmful. So for now, I've been primarily just enjoying the spectacle of it all.

My house is on the main street of our little town, so I get to witness almost all of the fun. There are posters and flags everywhere, everyone has a t-shirt on, and at night, people rent out taxis or take their own cars around blaring campaign ads and jingles. The Creo party, which I don't think I ever saw in Quito, has been throwing some giant speakers in the trunk of a car and driving back and forth in circles around town playing over and over and over "eeeee-o eee-o Otro Ecuador es possible!" Creo also has a gigantic poster on one of my friend's houses that covers half the building. Alianza PAIS (Correa's party) and at least one or two others have discovered that if they rent out the pickup truck taxis here, they can have not only speakers, but flags and giant posters of their candidate displayed in the back as well, and they've been grouping their resources into little motorcades that go around trying to whip people on their front porches into small frenzies over their candidates. 

Rallies are more like parties, and despite being audible across town, they routinely last until seven in the morning. Some, like the Socialist rally, have taken the approach of wrapping the political dialogue around a salsa performance by a live singer. Or, in the case of the Avanza rally, they just rented out the same place used for the celebrations of the anniversary of the Galapagos becoming a province and used the already-present beer and fireworks to attract more crowds. I've also seen/heard several groups of campaigners going around on foot. Even right now, at 11:30, there are kids running around chanting "Go treinta y cinco! Go treinta y cinco!" (35/treinta y cinco is the number of Correa's political party. All the parties have numbers here and I believe his is named for Article 35 of Ecuador's new constitution, which his administration wrote.)

My house is about a block away from the headquarters of the Avanza crew, which had some kind of cookout last week to try and snag the votes of the numerous passersby. (They don't have a presidential candidate, but they're campaigning quite hard for their assembly-people--They've even funded a free wifi zone for part of the town!) I didn't make it down because the activity on our front porch (a big fish sale!) was too exciting to miss, but I did keep an eye on it. They've created a cover of Gangnam Style as one of their campaign songs and even have a small dance floor on the ground level of their headquarters building. One day when I came back from an afternoon field trip, their sound system was broken and playing the same line over and over again, but they got it fixed before the party, when they just played whole song over and over again. I guess people here have a high tolerance for repetition...

I should say more about the campaign songs, because I love them. Latin music and dance are such important aspects of the culture here that every campaign features them very prominently, in their rallies, in their motorcades, in their TV commercials... They vary in quality with how large and well-funded their party is, but all are very interesting to listen to. Obviously, patriotism and the "patria" (fatherland) is a big theme, but other candidates' songs discuss the merits of their party and the presumed nastiness of Correa and/or the other parties to various degrees. In Creo's case, their song is that one line repeated over and over again. But for Lucio Gutierrez, the song is long, involved, and noticeably different from all the other candidates' because it involves a dramatic, movie-soundtrack-esque opening that describes the horrors of the current administration and the lackluster other options, before transitioning into an excited melody describing how awesome it was when Lucio was president. I heard that and was a little thrown... But you guessed it: he was part of a coup that overthrew Jamil Mahuad (the guy who dollarized the economy and one of the few past presidents my Quito family will speak highly of) in 2000 and was later jailed, elected, charged with embezzlement, and exiled, which apparently only made him hungry to do it all over again, and he's running with a party named for the date of his coup.

The clincher is this: last Sunday, we got an in-person visit from none other than Rafael Correa himself. GAIAS told us not to go in light of the recent stabbings in Esmeraldas, but I was really interested in what he has to say. One of my host parents' sons is a big Correa fan (he's one of the ones that goes nuts every time the motorcade comes by) and he was so excited about me going that he gifted me with not one but fully FOUR 35 Pais shirts. I ended up taking one but not wearing it, since I wanted to be unaffiliated. That turned out to be a bad idea, since I'd worn a tank top that I could easily wear under the t-shirt if need be, and despite the downpour that lasted for most of Correa's talk, I got a viciously bad sunburn that is *still blistering* a week later.  Hello, Equator.

Anyway, I watched the entirety of Correa's speech (I tried to film the whole thing, but as usual, I'd forgotten to charge my camera batteries, so I only got about the first quarter of it) and it was very exciting. He talked about how he wasn't a dictator, and about how he was upholding the laws, particularly in relation to Article 35 (which he had on a clipboard to read) and he talked about his "una sola vuelta" (only one change--I still don't know what exactly it refers to [see comments]) and about how his campaign was the revolution Ecuador needs. And he talked about building hospitals in the Galapagos and got all the kids onstage to take photos at the end, and naturally, there was another 99% of the content that I missed because of lack of Spanish ability.

Here's Correa wielding some of his political charm at the mobs in front of the stage (which was literally a porta-tent with two or three policemen in front of it to keep people from running up and hugging him to death). For reference, I was towards the back of the stage-mob crowd, and I was maybe ten feet from the corner of stage nearest me.


You can't really see the rain in this shot, but it was freakin' pouring as soon as he stepped on stage, which none of the supporters seemed to notice at all. Also note that their primary campaign color is lime green. They've probably just about exhausted the world's supply of lime green dye by now... But anyway, by far the best thing about the Correa rally was the music. Being the biggest and the best funded campaign, PAIS has put together some genuinely awesome music. Like, I would actually listen to this, catchy chorus, relatively well-done lyrics (generally taken from the campaign slogans), varying styles, and very nicely recorded (unlike, say, Avanza's Gangnam Style take off, which sounded like it had been recorded on somebody's laptop microphone). The rally was supposed to start at 10, but they announced Correa's plane landing at 10:20ish and his motorcade rolled up at around 11, so we got a whole hour of listening to campaign music, which I didn't mind at all, until the guy running the rally apparently freaked out that people were losing interest because of the delay and started trying to rev up the crowd with a call-and-response deal that involved muting lyrics from one of the songs so that people could yell them back, which lasted for far too long and wasn't necessarily the most skillfully executed affair. But aside from that, the music was great and everybody onstage (Correa and the assembly candidates) danced to it when they played it in between segments of Correa's talk.

By far the most exciting part of the rally came about halfway through (naturally, after my camera had died). Correa had been talking about some corruption somewhere when suddenly, a guy walks onstage and passes him a clothing iron. I was like, Did he get a wrinkle or something? But then he turned the iron (yes, lime green and white) to face the audience, and we could see that the bottom had been covered by a "Vota todo 35 PAIS" sticker. And to make it all better, they played the music again, and Correa *danced* with his iron! I mean, he really got into it. He was making air-ironing motions and salsa-ing and waving the thing around. And then it got passed to the asambleistas, who had been doing their own little salsa number every time the music came on, and they all danced with it as well! At the time, I was completely baffled, but later it was explained to me that the term for voting for the same party for every position here is "vota en plancha," and since plancha means iron, it was just a visual gimmick to try and get people to vote 35 for the whole ticket.

The end of the rally saw the asambleistas each making a brief ploy at the crowd (although they didn't seem to be saying much of substance, just that the Galapagos is the "capital of paradise" and that the oranges here are great) and the departure of Correa in his motorcade. I thought they'd at least keep people from swarming the motorcade, but once Correa was safely inside his truck, they moved the sawhorses that had been blocking the way aside and let people chase after the vehicles. (Stabbing, what stabbing?) I lost them at the top of the small hill they had to go up to get away from the waterfront, where the rally was, but as I was walking back to my house, I turned a corner to see Correa just leaving some people and getting back in his vehicle. Damn! If only I had kept running, I could have caught him and gotten his signature or something! Oh well. The day was exciting enough...

My host family in Quito openly despise Correa and are voting for Lasso (candidate of the Creo party and the one often connected to Mahuad) as the least worst option. My host family here has PAIS flags outside their house and seem like perfect Correistas, but I caught them speculating about Lasso's chances at winning while we were watching election news on TV and asked my host father about it, who confessed that they were secretly voting for him but trying to keep up appearances with the Correa flags (apparently only their son who got me the shirts is actually a Correa fan). There's a lot of stigma around political affiliations here and I wish I spoke enough Spanish to get a better understanding of it. I did meet one gal who said she was voting for Lasso because Correa had implemented a policy whereby university students don't get to pick what to study; rather, they take a test and the results determine what they study instead. Supposedly Lasso would be getting rid of that rule and she didn't mind being open in her support of that decision.

The last poll I saw gave Correa 45% of the vote, with Lasso coming in second at 10%. I don't think that's close enough for a run-off election, so in order to maintain the fun through April, Lasso's going to have to do really well tomorrow. And why do two candidates account for only 55% of the vote? Well, naturally, it's because Ecuador has fully six more contenders for Carondelet (the presidential palace). Other runners include Gutierrez, whose last experience in power ended with him getting mobbed at the Quito airport, Alvaro Noboa, who owns the largest banana export business in the country and is running for the fifth time, Nelson Zavala, a preacher who believes his presidency is God's will, Nelson Wray, who seems like a bit of a hippie (but I don't really know anything about him), and Mauricio Rodas and Alberto Acosta, one of whom is running on a platform of engaging the youth and one of whom is running on a platform of attacking the current government, although I forget which is which. The national elections committee also authorized three other political parties to participate in the elections, even if they're not running candidates for presidency. These include Avanza, the socialists, and Pachakutik, the party which attempts to represent indigenous people's interests and helped Gutierrez in his coup before helping to remove him from power.

Personally, I'm hoping for a run-off between Correa and Lasso, but we'll see tomorrow!

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Maquipucuna Rewind

For our first class (the one in Quito) we took three field trips, one to the paramo by Papallacta, one to the Maquipucuna eco-lodge, run by the Maquipucuna conservation organization, and one to the Tiputini Biodiversity station in the Amazon rainforest. For now, I'll just put up some photos of Maquipucuna since I haven't got time for much more and (at 9:30) am about to pass out from tiredness. (We have a different sleep schedule here in the Galapagos.)

Our first stop on this trip was at a mirador (viewing area) on the side of the road on the way to Maquipucuna. At the time, we were still in the cloud forest, a specific type of upper montane forest, and being literally inside a cloud, it was drizzling and misty. Fascinating, but not good camera weather. We later descended the mountain into the lower montane forest to get to the Maquipucuna lodge itself. You can see clearly where the cloud forest starts:


At Maquipucuna, the first thing we did was eat. Apparently it's fairly common to put popcorn in your soup in Ecuador.


One of our other meals, whole tilapia with palm hearts and some sort of cole slaw equivalent:


If there's one thing I really suck at, it's eating fish meat straight off the skeleton. No matter how hard I try, I just can't find a graceful way to do it...

Anyway, the area around the lodge was loaded with hummingbirds (because there were feeders set up) and exotic tropical flowers. There were also some nifty spiders pretty close to the main building that we wasted no time finding and photographing.




A type of heliconia:


A leaf cutter ant, part of a procession that wound its way through camp and over one of the hiking trails:


A decent-size beetle found during the night:


Flora and fauna discovered during the second day's hike:



A bromeliad flower:


That's it for now, I suppose. I'll try to post some stuff from Tiputini soon!

Oh hello again...

I've been seriously slacking on blogging, but what with the move to the Galapagos, my classwork, and my REU applications, I haven't really had much time for typing. To make up for it, I'm going to post the contents of my field journal, the last assignment for my first class (the one in Quito). It's long and pictureless, but it does at least give a fairly thorough description of our three field trips, as it was meant to be a personal reflection on our experiences with them. At some point, I'll actually get around to putting up photos. For now:


Our first field trip to Papallacta blew me away, almost literally. The cold, windy, misty, and muddy conditions in the super-paramo were a combination unmatched by any of my prior experiences and for a little while, at the very highest elevations, I thought we might blow right off the side of the mountain. Other than the mud, though, I loved stepping off our tour bus into such a surreal environment, particularly since the mist isolated our group so that it seemed as if the world ended twenty feet away from us.

The landscape was rocky, with the flora consisting of tiny plants that barely rose above the surface of the soil, such as the ground rosette. The rosette plants are so named due to the way their leaves all come off the stem at a single point, in a circular pattern. Their small size was an adaptation to the harsh  temperatures and wind on top of the mountain—3.5 degrees Celsius with 60-70 kph gusts when we arrived. Most of the plant is underground where it is warmer or just above the ground, where it is still more insulated than it would be if it grew tall like a plant in lower elevations. One of the few plants we found in the super-paramo that grew more than an inch or two above the ground was the  cushion plant, a hard green dome. The cushion plant grows in the same fashion as a coral, with layers of new individual plant rosettes growing on top of dead layers of past plant material. Although the plants are raised off the ground, they still receive insulating effects from their tight clustering and the dead material underneath the outer layer.

While hiking, we were told that we were in fact on South America's continental divide, which surprised me since Ecuador is so far west. Thinking about it, though, I realized that it simply spoke to the magnitude of the Amazon basin and the incredible size of the Amazon river watershed, since all the water in northern South America other than that in the strip of coast and Andean slopes to the west of us drained through the Amazon to the Atlantic. While we were in the Amazon, I asked where the “Amazon” is actually considered to start and was told that most definitions had it beginning at about 500-800 m on the slopes of the Andes. I had no idea that its influence was so large.

As we continued our hike, we passed out of the harsh super-paramo into the milder grassland paramo, and a distinct altitudinal gradient became apparent. As we descended from the clouds, the temperature increased and the wind subsided, and we noticed a corresponding increase in the size of the plants on the slopes around us. As its name implies, the grassland paramo is primarily inhabited by tussock grasses, small plants that form tufts on the ground. In contrast to the cushion plant, tussock grasses achieve their cold resistance by having layers of dead plant material surround green, living blades of grass at the heart of the plant. When viewing a slope covered in them, the hills have a yellowed color because only dead material is visible. We stopped for lunch on the shores of one of the numerous beautiful alpine lakes in the paramo and discussed some of the issues involved with Ecuador's water use. Ecuador's water supply is entirely dependent on the water present in the Andes and the consumption risks damage and deprivation in the paramo region. Likewise, the region is also at risk of harm due to its use by Ecuador's poor—often indigenous people—as an area to keep thin, mangy cattle that can be sold as street food in dire circumstances when the family's other resources have run out. This use generally involves burning large swathes of the dry grass to regenerate new growth for the cows to feed on, and the diversity of plants in areas that have been burned is noticeably lower. Often only  pioneer species of grass, the first to recolonize the area after a burn, are present in significant quantities.

Near the lake, we also encountered plants with gobs of mucus pooling at their meristems. We were informed that this was yet another way plants protect themselves from the cold—in this case, the mucus insulates the newly sprouted leaves. Because it requires so much moisture, though, the plant is only able to grow near a lake, and they are only found in certain areas. As we continued our descent, we passed into the sub-paramo region, and plants such as the giant rosette and even small trees became more common. The giant rosette, similar to the ground rosette, has all of its leaves emerging from one point on the stem, which may be either the  top  or  the  bottom.  In  the  former  case,  the  leaves  grow  on  top  of  a  dead  biomass accumulation, similar to the cushion plant although with only a single, gigantic rosette. Giant rosettes with the leaves on the bottom produce a single towering stalk flower, and flower only once before withering.

The trees that we found in the sub-paramo we small and there were only two varieties, although  both  formed  patchy forests. Interestingly,  the  trees  in each  forest were draped in epiphytes, other plants that grew on their branches, sometimes forming moist green mats maybe 8 cm thick. These plants were to become a common theme during our later two field trips in Maquipucuna and Tiputini, where they were abundant on every tree.

Our descent to Maquipucuna also began in mist, this time in the cloud forest above the region housing the Maquipucuna lodge. We stopped the bus to check out a view and some plants and the mist and drizzle made me a little worried that I wouldn't be able to use my dSLR much during the trip. Fortunately, we made it out of the cloud forest into the lower montane forest and Maquipucuna was well within my camera's moisture-toleration zone.

Immediately upon arriving at the lodge, we were surrounded by hummingbirds attracted to the feeders set up by the lodge staff. We had been told that there were myriad bird species in the area, but arriving to a whole host of beautifully-colored hummingbirds was really enchanting. I spent most of our first lunch (soup with popcorn) jumping out of my seat to go take more photos. In the afternoon of our first day, we went on a short hike where we had to investigate various aspects of the forest (e.g. understory density) as we went and report back about them to the group. The plants we passed had some of the largest leaves I'd ever seen. We also ate bananas straight from the tree, found a giant (~10 cm) snail shell that we were told was a routine size for forest snails, and investigated the rubbery roots of lianas. Lianas are epiphytes that begin life as sprouts in the canopy and grow downward so that their roots can eventually penetrate the ground. Once they have become established in the soil, the roots grow into thick, ropy vines that entwine multiple trees and the plant at the top expands to have its own canopy of leaves.

By far the best part of the trip to Maquipucuna, though (at least as far as I was concerned) was the night. After dinner, I went to the bridge that stretches between the main road and the lodge trails to look for frogs and bugs and was not disappointed. There were some Dobsonflies maybe 4 inches long and several other interesting moths and insects, as well as a host of spiders and a frog or two. Later that evening, another student knocked on my door to give me a large (~2.5 cm) beetle, which I was incredibly excited about. While I was out looking at the beetle, I also saw some more interesting moths and even bats flying around inside the lodge's open-air lounge, catching insects that were attracted to the light.

The next morning, most of the group was up bright and early to go bird-watching. The highlight was probably spotting a toucan incredibly far in the distance, atop the last dead tree silhouetted against the clouds at the horizon. After breakfast, we hiked down to the river, where we swam around a little bit collecting bug bites before making our way back up the cliff and to the trail home. On our way back, we saw some beautiful purple and pink flowers on some of the bromeliad epiphytes that are very common around Maquipucuna.

We had barely made it home from the cloud forest before we turned around and left again for Tiputini. I was very excited to be visiting the rainforest and even the trip there was exciting. On our flight to Coca, we passed very close to several of Ecuador's snow-capped volcanoes and upon arriving at the hotel where we were to wait for our boat, we were greeted by overpriced food and cute but illegally-obtained monkeys frolicking in the trees. Our first boat trip along the Napo River was fascinating because we got to see both the landscape and the living conditions of people along the river. The forest looked fairly dense from the water, although occasionally there would be breaks in the trees and beaches with dugout canoes or small houses on them. We had seen the river from the air and from that vantage point, could make out numerous sandbars that caused there to be deep channels and shallow channels in the river, which twisted ropelike around each other and caused the crew of our small boat to steer it in swerving zigzags through the water. One guy stood at the front to scout for sandbars and another manned the rudder. I found the whole process very interesting.

The second boat trip was equally fascinating, particularly since the Tiputini River was narrower than the Napo, and the vegetation and wildlife were easier to see. The highlight of the trip was probably the giant anteater we passed on the way in, although of course, that didn't come  anywhere  close  to  what  we were  to  find later.  The  Amazon  rainforest  (and  tropical rainforests  in  general)  are  renowned  for  their  extraordinarily  high  levels  of  biodiversity, especially in terms of species richness. Two thirds of the world’s tree species are found here, as well as 90% of its insects. I’m a big bug lover, so I was pretty excited to arrive at such a diverse location, but the majority of insects I saw were ants, which tend to scare me a little since I can never tell which ones will cause horrific medical problems when they bite and which ones are perfectly harmless.

In Tiputini, we saw everything from conga (“bullet”) ants, 2 cm long menaces whose bite we were told would cause excruciating pain and fever, to lemon ants, which we were able to eat ourselves, and which tasted a little like lemony citrus. Lemon ants are also notable because they form an interesting mutualism with a particular species of tree. The ants live on and inside of the tree, which appeared to have hollow tubes running through it when our guide split open one of its twigs, and in return for the sheltered place to live, they excrete an acidic compound in the area surrounding the tree, which prevents new growth from becoming established and blocking some of the lemon ant tree’s light. The effect is quite profound—when we came across the lemon ant tree, it was one of only a few plants in a cleared area maybe 7 m by 3.5 m.

That sort of clear area was really unusual for the rainforest, where both the canopy and understory are typically extremely dense. The rainforest has three main layers, from the ground up: the understory, the canopy, and the emergent trees. The understory is where we land-dwelling humans spent most of our time, and it is notable for its low light levels. The light environment within the rainforest is unique because the vast majority of light that hits the area is captured by the solid layer of canopy trees, with only 1-2% being used for photosynthesis by the understory plants. Rather than having a steady supply of light, the understory must make do with sun flecks, spots of sunlight which peek through the canopy. However, rather than shining constantly on certain spots, the sun flecks move with the movement of the sun, so any given spot on the forest floor is illuminated only briefly each day.

The one time that the understory gets substantial light is when a tree falls. Each tree in the forest supports not only itself but a host of epiphytes  and lianas, which add to its weight considerably, making it much more likely to fall. The lianas also cause problems for neighboring trees, as they generally wrap around multiple trees on their way to the ground, meaning that when one tree falls, it also takes out many of its neighbors, all of which are chained together by lianas. The resulting area of downed trees is called a canopy gap, and it is rapidly colonized by new plants. As soon as the area opens up, new trees rush to be the first to reach canopy height and cement their place as one of the new owners of the territory. This turnover of tree residents with each canopy gap is important to maintaining the heterogeneity of the forest.

One menace to the trees of the tropical rainforest, besides each other’s lianas, is an epiphyte called the strangler fig. This peculiar plant begins life innocently enough, germinating in a tree’s canopy and sending roots down to the soil below. The trouble begins after it has become established, because it just keeps growing more roots until it entirely surrounds the host tree, which is essentially “strangled” and unable to survive. After its death, the tree quickly decomposes in the hot, humid tropical conditions, and the strangler fig stands as a hollow lattice of roots supporting its own canopy. At Tiputini, we were able to climb up inside a strangler fig that was situated just off one of the trails, using the gaps between roots as handholds. The hollow tree was fascinating and I can imagine a multitude of creatures that would enjoy living inside of it.

Next to the strangler fig was an equally intriguing sight: a magnificent emergent tree, perhaps 45 m tall. Emergent trees are notable for their height: while most canopy trees stand at 25-35 m tall, emergent trees can reach 60 m. Their size means that they live a luxuriant life free from the desperate competition for light that plagues smaller trees. This particular emergent tree was even more special because it had a green metal staircase spiraling up to a wooden platform in its canopy, from which we were able to gaze out on the surrounding forest below. We were told that we would likely see lots of birds while we were up in the canopy, but instead, my group found primarily mosquitoes, flies, and wasps. There were a few interesting birds that settled in the branches as well as an Anolis lizard, and the sunlit bromeliads were very beautiful, but perhaps  the  my favorite  part  of  the  experience  was  just  being  able  to  see  kilometers  and kilometers of forest stretching unbroken on all sides of us.

After the tower, we did a second climbing excursion, this time to a series of bridges stretching between platforms in canopy trees. I was a little uncertain about my rusty harness clip and the fact that most of the platforms lacked rope “walls” on at least one side and seemed extremely easy to fall off of, so I was very nervous while in those trees. At one end of the set up was a set of two ladders strung together and roped to one of the branches of a large tree, which led to an extremely high platform with absolutely nothing to keep people from falling off its sides. I decided I wasn't gutsy enough to make the trip up to it.

One additional aspect of our visit to Tiputini that really stood out to me was the night hike we took on our last evening in the forest. In the tropical rainforest, macroinvertebrates are able to grow to much larger sizes than in temperate forests, and we were able to find many gigantic creatures. We had already stumbled across several large spiders during out diurnal hikes, but for whatever reason, the 4-inch banana spider we spotted right next to the trail early on in the night hike really freaked out most of my group and the discovery of several gigantic scorpion spiders later  on  did  nothing  to  reassure  people.  The  scorpion  spiders  were  particularly  interesting because in addition to their long walking legs and ominous claws, they also had an additional pair of feelers perhaps eight inches long on either side which they used to feel for insects walking past in the dark. We also found a cricket that was about 5 cm long which the guide said would grow to be 15 cm long. I think by far my favorites, though, were probably the millipedes, which we found several of during our time at camp. I would have loved to see a caecilian as well, but alas it was not to be!

Overall, I really loved all of our field activities. I have never before had the chance to experience environments so dissimilar to those near my various homes in the United States, and all three of the areas that we visited as part of the class were entirely new to me and entirely unexpected. I was completely stunned by what I found in each of them and will not be forgetting my experiences  in  them soon. I wish that  I could return to each of them so that  I could experience the magical feelings I felt all over again. In the paramo, it was the splendor of seeing the mist part to reveal a stunning alpine lake. At Maquipucuna, it was the thrill of seeing a multitude of insects and bats whirling around the lights of the lodge at night. In the rainforest, it was the race to catch all the details of woolly monkey behavior, both with my mind and my camera, as they leapt through the trees above me. All of these experiences reminded me why I love biology and why I hope to work in the field and they really made me appreciate and value my time exploring mainland Ecuador.