You know what would make the big scary bugs not so bad, not seeing them in the first place. I just saw the biggest cockroach I’ve ever seen crawling up the wall of my living room. It was about the size of my hand. No matter how much I dislike being around it and was tempted to just run downstairs to the other house and cry I grabbed my big piece of carboard that I call my ‘matabicho’ “bug killer” and wacked it as hard as I could before it could scramble its disgusting little legs and body out of reach. After taking my few recovery breaths I looked on the ground to where it fell to be sure it was dead, it was huge you know and that slap might not have been sufficient..i had a feeling a smush was in order. And this is my least favorite part. The fact that after it shows its horrific face it disappears!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it’s worse than never seeing it at all because now I start panicking, where could it have gone? Is it on my back, is it going to enter my bed while I’m sleeping, how could something that big just disappear into thin air where there is no place for it to go…. Oh lord give me strength.
Note: A few days later I saw it again...it went behind my mirror and was chilling there...i went down and got amber to come kill it. She said it wasn't a cookarocha but rather a cookarochaton or something along those lines which means its bigger than a cookarocha. Another note: about five minutes after she killed it (i dont want to touch it to clean it up either) it started moving again and I had to kill it again...i was successful. Last note: It may not look that big to you, but it is also smushed and missing a few parts...its huge. PSNote: all that dirt around it is dried mud that came off my shoe as i was smashing it...note. 
Talking about bugs, and I know ive already mencioned many bugs, but theres another one that I always forget what its called but if you touch it it pees or something and you break out in a rash….cool. So I’ve been working in the “huerto” lately…a place where you plant crops I cant think of the word in English. But my youth group Consejo have been cleaning it this week because were going to show a movie. After a few days I started to notice a few rashes and everyones saying its this bug…sweet. So it itches a lot at first, just like a bug bite and by itching it you spread the pee (or whatever) and then you break out in a rash and then it burns. Here’s the one on my foot some people say you can even scar from it…I hope not. Gross. Lets talk more about the rainy season (and by talk I mean I will write).
1.) Dirt roads + rain = mud roads. Some roads are so muddy (in the rural communities and including the road to Leylas farm) you cannot drive there (or leave in car), sometimes you can take a moto but either you have to leave/enter by foot (in which the mud may be knee-deep) or just stay put. The mud roads also make it difficult to get around town without getting dirty and by difficult I mean impossible. Wearing the boots are pretty fun though. 
2.) Bugs—you already know.
3.) It usually rains in the afternoons, stops during dinner time, and rains again all night. However sometimes it rains all day too. Sometimes it rains extremely hard for 30 minutes and no more. Sometimes its CRAZY HOT all day and then you know a big storms coming. However, the REALLY big storms don’t come until march they say and that’s when there’s crazy thunder and lightning and wall-shaking and the works.
4.) the laundry system here is either by hand and with a rock or in a laundry machine. I luckily have a laundry machine but no body has dryers. Everything is hung dry which means in the rainy season you either hang it underneath a roof or something so that it wont get wet and then it takes days to dry, you can not wash your clothes until a clear day—but when you hang it outside you always have to be on the look out because once it starts raining that’s a whole nother day (or two) you have to wait…and if your clothes were already dry when it started raining..even worse. A few times (here and in Cayambe) I have run home when I knew it was about to start raining to save my clothes (sometimes I got there in time).
5.) Chocolate water—I believe I have talked about this in past blogs. 6.) La Pereza: when it rains, no one wants to leave. That means whatever meetings, events, groups (aerobics) you have are cancelled or postponed…for only rain. And I’m thinking: It’s the rainy season, its going to be like this for 5 months…its just a little rain. But the mentality is just different here. And I can understand it somewhat, when it rains I don’t want to leave either, but I realize I have to and I cannot let a little rain control mi vida. No?
7.) Now, everythings green. And it’s super beautiful. All of the mountains that I thought were so beautiful and breathtaking before are now even more so. There so green its hard to believe what my eyes are seeing and it really is a treasure to ride in the back of a pickup truck and take in all that beauty and naturaleza.
Thats San Isidro..
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