...and I made it

I'm in Ecuador!  I'm hanging out in my new room with my new family.  I am currently staring at a fly that has just entered the room to my dismay.  Anyway, the family is really nice.  It consists of a mother and his son.  The son is my age and he's very nice so far.  Hopefully, he'll show me around Quito and take me to the places where he normally hangs out. 

Backtracking.. when the plane landed in Quito, everyone started clapping (Mami and Papi, I guess Puerto Ricans aren't the only ones that do that...).  When I got off the plane I couldn't even breathe.  I think I'm 9,000 feet above sea level? But literally, I was having a lot of trouble...

So there was a whole process with customs and took a while but I found my new mom holding a sign with my name on it. The son drove us to the house.  He blatantly ran a red light.  I was about to ask if red meant go but then he told me he didn't have time to stop so he just kept going. They have a labrador and their house is nice too. Oh! I don't have to do my own laundry! Yay...

My new mom suggests that a use boiled water to brush my teeth so I don't get sick.  Very thoughtful.

I know this post sucks.  I'm too tired to think of anything clever to say.

I'll have more energy to write something better tomorrow.
Goodnight from Quito!