Reserva Los Cedros: Cloud Forest Reserve in Cotacachi, Part 2

Reserva Los Cedros:  Cloud Forest Reserve in Cotacachi, Part 2

Reaching the way station, we mounted our mules and began our muddy trip to Los Cedros, a venture that took about 3 hours.  Click here to read  part 1 of our adventures in the Intag.

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Another line of mules was dragging rough-cut cedar beams down from the mountains.  We were told that the wood was illegally cut, but that the police didn’t bother the large truckers.  However, if you tried to haul out a small truckload, the police would be there to collect their duty.  A large cedar beam could be bought for $10.

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We left the Land Cruiser there, waited as the guides packed our gear on the pack mules and then off we went, ambling along.  Here we are inching our way around a teetering boulder.  A land slide had occurred and I feared that we might either slip on the loose rock and plunge down the mountain or be crushed by the boulder.

It wasn’t long before Holly’s mule exerted her dominance, taking the lead at the first opportunity.  Holly took her mule’s idiosyncrasies in stride.  Whenever my mule tried to pass, Holly’s monster mule would try to bite mine on the neck.

Her mule would move slowly, stop to eat or just stop completely until another mule tried to pass her.  Then she’d burst into action and hinder any mule trying to overtake her.  Then she’d slow down again.

Other mules had their own peccadilloes. Some would fight to gain the lead at any wider place in the path.  Once I looked back while descending a steep slippery slope to find 3 mules straining to pass each other and sliding wildly down in my direction, hooves flailing and mud splattering!

Two mules loved to kick if another mule got too close to their rumps and mine wanted to munch the salad bar of greens all the way up.   But overall, I thought the mule ride much tamer than the car ride and much more predictable.

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We crossed several bridges and streams.

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The scenery was breathtaking.

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Scott had to walk the entire trail up to Los Cedros—not enough mules.

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A steep descent for our friend Sunni.

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The guide’s house—his own personal piece of paradise.

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Colorful fungi growing along the trail.

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The trip through the cloud forest ended at Los Cedros.  I was grateful that my trusty mule had brought me safely to our destination and at the same time, I was thrilled to say goodbye to him. Jose met us and led us to the kitchen/dining/hangout building.

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It’s a large open wooden structure with tables and benches, ping pong table, lots of books, good music and a great big kitchen.

Los Cedros is a place for contemplation, research and study, observing nature, relaxation and volunteering.  We saw  pictures of an awesome waterfall and swimming hole about 3 hours’ walk from the main quarters.

Hiking trails are numerous.  After a good meal, shower and rest in our cabin, we realized that one day in Los Cedros would not be enough.

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Gary and I settled down in our beds with good books, watching the misty clouds roll softly in to envelop us until it seemed like we were in a scene from “Avatar,” high up in the sky nestled amid riotous greenery.

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After a nap and dinner with friends, we listened to tales both historical and outlandish from our host Jose  and scientific lore from some researchers studying the relationship between mushrooms and orchids.  A rich and educational experience can be yours as well at Los Cedros.  It’s worth the journey.

More in the next blog about the incredibly rare and beautiful orchids we found on our walk through the cloud forest of Los Cedros.

A View From the Roof: International Living Special Projects Editor Comments on “Expat Over-Generosity”

Dear Readers, a-view-from-the-roof-photo-

My “View from the Roof” column about the negative impact of expat over-generosity generated more comments than any column we have written.

The article below is a response to that post by part-time Cotacachi resident Dan Prescher, whois a special projects editor for International Living.

Because of Dan’s long experience with living internationally, I decided to let him have the driver’s seat in this week’s “A View From the Roof.”  Please read what Dan has to say, because it is an incredibly important topic for anyone living or contemplating living in Latin America, and he says it beautifully.

For Dan to contribute to  “A View from the Roof,” is very legitimate because Dan and his wife Susan also live in a beautiful penthouse apartment here in Cotacachi’s Primavera II condominiums.  In fact, he has one of the best views in the city. So take it away, Dan……

By Dan Prescher
Special Projects Editor, International Living

I’ve worked for International Living for 10 years. We’ve been responsible, directly or indirectly, for lots of folks moving full- or part-time to various places in Latin America. And we’ve written about the effects that these folks and their money and attitudes have on local populations.

After watching this process for a decade, one theme keeps recurring: North Americans with money simply cannot believe that South Americans without money can possibly be happy.

I’ve seen it hundreds of times — North Americans move abroad and send back glowing reports about the locals being so simple, so happy, so unspoiled.

At exactly the same time, they report how heavy their hearts are that the locals are so poor, so lacking in the goods and services that “we take for granted”.

In true North American style, they simply cannot believe that poor people can be happy people… despite the evidence of their own eyes.

Even stranger, in many cases these same North Americans moved abroad in the first place specifically to simply their lives and escape North American consumerism and materialism.

So what do they do? They proceed to try to buy happiness for their adopted community… a community they adopted precisely because is was so happy, simple, and unspoiled in the first place.

They overpay their help. They over tip in restaurants. They refuse to haggle at the market. They give money to strangers on the street. They choose a family at random and start buying them food, clothes, school tuition. They raise large sums of money for the especially needy, ambitious, smart, pitiful, cute, etc. etc.

Their hearts seem to be in the right place… after all, “we have so much and they have so little”. But having much isn’t the same as being happy, and having little isn’t the same as being miserable — despite our North American consumer training.

And the result of all this good-hearted “helping” is predictable… initial local gratitude quickly turns into rising expectations, rising prices, rising jealousy, rising dissatisfaction, rising resentment, rising greed, rising crime.

There are dozens of excellent reasons for North Americans to move abroad. However, I’d love to come up with some way to keep those folks from catching the urge to “help” the local community once they move.

In most cases, what they really mean by helping their adopted community is dispensing money to make it more like the place they came from. And once you’ve unsimplified, dissatisfied, and spoiled a local population with your money, you’ve not only ruined a once-happy community… you’ve lost the very thing you moved for.

And that’s today’s “View from the Roof.

Thanks Dan.

Reserva Los Cedros: Cloud Forest Reserve in Cotacachi, Part 1

Reserva Los CedrosCloud Forest Reserve in Cotacachi

I first heard about Los Cedros from my son Scott and his girlfriend Holly when they came to visit us in Cotacachi for a few months.  Friends of theirs had made the arduous journey by mule  and raved about its great natural beauty.  They wanted to go and we were eager to try out our newly-purchased 1984 Toyota Land Cruiser.

Unable to find much about Los Cedros in any of my guidebooks, I Googled it and was impressed.  We made reservations.  Los Cedros offered us a reduced rate if we would bring pineapples and vegetables.  They would also send a pack of mules and a guide down to Magdalena Alto to pick us up at a cost of $10 per person.

A Bit of Historical Background

In the 1980’s a North American named Joseph DeCoux came to Ecuador to do what he could to preserve the country’s forests. Over the years since then, working alone and with groups, Jose has managed to preserve 6400 hectares of cloud forest, rainforest, mountains, valleys and wild rivers. While we didn’t see them this trip, the reserve is home to howler and spider monkeys, the Andean cock-of-the-rock and quetzals.

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We did feast our eyes on some of the reported 200 orchid species, butterflies and giant moths.

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The land is governed by Fundación Los Cedros and not only protects the area’s priceless watersheds and 3 river systems but also does all it can to prevent deforestation, mining and pollution. Numerous research programs and projects have been conducted in Los Cedros, the biggest private reserve in Ecuador.

Los Cedros borders the Cotacachi-Cayapas Ecological Reserve.  It’s named for the giant cedar trees that once covered the area in abundance.  There are still many large trees of different species in the reserve.

Getting There Isn’t All That Easy

What looked like a short distance from Cotacachi to Los Cedros on a map, or less than the 2 hours to Quito from Cotacachi–  (http://reservaloscedros.org/about/maps/en/) is in actuality quite an undertaking in time and physical endurance, especially in the area of one’s gluteus maximus.  The 3 legs of the journey meant driving, then more driving, then a long mule ride.

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Maybe you already know this, but riding a mule is not the same as riding in a car, a wagon, a bicycle or even an elephant.  Riding a mule is much worse.  In fact, riding a mule is more akin to a workout on an out-of-control massage machine with no padding, the kind that runs rollers up and down your backside. Add biting and kicking and you get the idea.

Or more like bouncing along on a pogo stick with hooves and hair.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. . .   The first part of the trip didn’t involve stubborn quadrupeds.

Our odyssey began the day before in Cotacachi and ended with a soak in the hot springs of Nanguli, just past the town of Apuela.

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This 2 1/2 hour part of the trek into the Intag by Land Cruiser was adrenaline-rushing enough, with winding turns and sheer drop-offs. We spent another day exploring parts of the area not easily accessible.

Muddy road

But this was nothing compared to the next morning, the first leg of our Los Cedros trip, which began with 5 of us mucking along muddy roads still under construction.  It rained intermittently and the mud was at least 6 inches deep much of the time.

The Trip Takes an Unexpected Head-Spinning Turn

Gary, lost in the pleasure of driving his much dreamed-about Land Cruiser, was jolted back to reality when the Toyota spun around out of control and lurched far to the right, almost tipping over. All that kept us from free-falling off a cliff was the protective high side of the road that stopped our slide.

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Just as hair-raising was our next challenge—crossing a narrow bridge slippery with thick mud, and crawling carefully around a huge piece of road machinery.  At any moment we could have slid into the raging river we had just crossed.  Thank God for 4-wheel drive and Gary’s steady hand.  I must say though, I took a quick glance at Gary and he looked like he was in seventh heaven!

Hyperventilating slightly, I was greatly relieved to come to the town of Chontal, where we asked for directions to Magdalena Alto and filled our empty gas tank.

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Siphoning gas into our tank in Chontal.

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The road narrowed and climbed upward through a forest.  Enchanting views of fields, streams and woods were glimpsed through the thick underbrush and trees.

Magdalena Alto is a collection of pastel wooden houses, situated just past an idyllic river-crossing. I wonder if those living there appreciate just how lovely a spot they are graced to feast their eyes upon each day.  Women chatted along the road and children raced between the trees and splashed in the water.

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On we went until we reached a sort of way station with a couple of wooden buildings.   A string of mules awaited us, staring sullenly in our direction.

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The rest of the harrowing journey by mule to the top of the mountain will be recounted in my next blog.  And I know I promised pictures of rare orchids.  Patience, dear readers.

Quito Culture with Liliya Bykova March 2010

Quito Culture with Liliya Bykova – March 2010

Here’s a March update from our Quito Cultural Arts reporter, Liliya Bykova.  If you are interested in a walking tour of Centro Historico Quito and an insider look at expat life in Quito , please call or write:

Legends of Old Quito
with Liliya and Leo.
cell: 08 703 8310
Email: lbassist2003@yahoo.com

Quito Movie Theaters:
Quito Supercines  http://www.supercines.com/quito.aspx
Quito Multicines
https://www.multicines.com.ec/multiventas-jsp2/index.html
Supercines at 6 de Diecembre is temporarily closed over parking dispute between Municipality of Quito and Supercines.

New movies in Quito:  Movies in English with Spanish subtitles (Inglés Subtitulada al español)
Movie: Precious
Cast: Gabourey ‘Gabby’ Sidibe, Mo’Nique, Paula Patton, Sherri Shepherd and Lenny Kravitz
Genre: Drama
Running time: 105 min.

Movie: Stepfather
Cast: Dylan Walsh, Penn Badgley, Sela Ward, Amber Heard, Sherry Stringfield and Jon Tenney
Genre: Horror
Running time: 101 min.
Release Date: October 16, 2009

Movie in German language: VITUS
Cast: Teo Gheorghiu, Julika Jenkins, Urs Jucker and Bruno Ganz
Genre: Drama; German-language, subtitlted
Running time: 123 min.
Release date: June 29, 2007 ltd

Concerts:
Rock Clásico “Tributo a Toto”
Teatro Variedades Ernesto Albán
March 11 at 8:30 p.m.
Tickets $15-20
http://www.teatrosucre.com/calendario/obra.php?id=1475

Canción de Autor Gloria Arcos
Relanzamiento CD “Al fin y al Cabo”
Teatro Mexico
March 25 at 8 p.m.
Tickets $5
http://www.teatrosucre.com/calendario/obra.php?id=1477

Encuentros de Mujeres en Escena

Festival Tiempos de Mujer 2010
Teatro Variedades Ernesto Albán
March 15-21
Tickets $5
http://www.teatrosucre.com/calendario/obra.php?id=1473

To buy tickets for the TeatroSucre concerts go to the box office of Teatro Sucre Monday – Friday from 2 p.m. until 5 p.m.
and two hours before concerts.

Cotacachi, Ecuador: Into the Intag

Cotacachi, Ecuador: Into the Intag

There wasn’t much choice, really.  Either buy the red and white ’84 Toyota Land Cruiser, the dream car of both my husband Gary and my son Scott, or pay taxes with the money.  What’s a girl to do?

Our car

I gave my blessing to the purchase.  And a few weeks later found myself bouncing along the interminably rut-ridden road between Lago Cuicocha and the depths of the Intag, a semi-wilderness of steep mountain peaks, rushing streams, hot springs and jungle.

Bad Roads Plus Bad Shocks Equal Bad Back

The trip began well enough. Five of us started out for the hot springs of Nanguli on a February afternoon, hopefully to get away from the frantic energy of Carnaval.  We had gas, water, snacks, a spare tire.  All was well.

The whoops of glee and tales of muddy adventures in similar vehicles  that the men in the Toyota recounted should have warned me.  It wasn’t until Dale shared his male-bonding story about  a club in his youth whose main purpose was to get stuck in the mud so they could pull each other out, that I began to worry about what I might be in for.

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I managed to endure the bumpy road  and bad shocks because the scenery was so breathtaking.  Even with sharp turns, sheer cliffs and slow going, the ride was fairly tame.  What I find so intriguing about the Intag is the silence and the great expanses of undisturbed landscape.  There are few towns and even fewer cars and inhabitants.

Rustic Rooms, Raging Rivers, R and R

Despite warnings to the contrary, we found the hot springs area fairly devoid of Carnaval celebrants.  We’d been told that most of the city dwellers fled to the beaches and recreation areas, so we were afraid the hot springs would be crowded.

We took rooms at Tierra Sol, a rustic accommodation right on the river with a few tiny private wooden A-frame bungalows and  very simple rooms upstairs over the restaurant.  Unfortunately the wood floors had just been treated with fuel oil, which exudes a smell like creosote and is toxic, so I had trouble sleeping and woke up with a sore throat.  Others complained of bites and saggy mattresses.

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We ate at the hot springs restaurant, a charming white low-slung building perched over the boulders right next to the river.  The trucha (trout) was tasty and so was the fried yucca, not usually to my liking, but this was crisp on the outside and tasted somewhat like French fries.

We waited until almost closing time at 9 pm to soak in the hot springs. It was the perfect remedy for my aching back and slightly shattered nerves.  The price was $1 and the attendant told us he’d have to turn the lights out in ten minutes, which was perfect for us, because we had the place mostly to ourselves without bright lights and loud music.

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Most of the pools are not very warm, but there is one that is pleasantly hot but not suffocating. It’s the one enclosed in an undulating yellow circular wall. There are numerous concrete hot pools and a large rectangular swimming pool.

Exploring the Intag

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Next day we relaxed along the river, eating a leisurely breakfast at Tierra Sol on a deck overlooking the river.

Wooden bridge

We met a missionary couple who live across the river from our hotel, so we walked over to their house over a wooden swinging bridge.

These Jehovah Witnesses have lived in the Intag for over three years and have a great arrangement.  They found a local who was willing to “lend” them a piece of land to build their house on and in return, they live rent-free plus the landowner has promised to purchase the house when they leave.

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We spent the day walking in the countryside, exploring roads we can’t ordinarily reach by bus or taxi or a regular car. The tiny village of Vacas Galindo is perched high up on the top of a ridge miles from the river.

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We even found a still, but I can’t tell you where it was.  The friendly “cooks” gave us a taste of their cane liquor.  What a wallop!

Gary and Scott on the phone

Unfortunately we couldn’t get much cell phone reception either and had to climb high enough into the hills to use our phones.

International Bikers Descend Upon Apuela

Then we headed for Apuela in the afternoon, which required a bit of backtracking.

Bikes and Cars

The town was packed with SUV’s, trucks, bicycles and bikers decked out in expensive gear.  An international bicycle race was taking place.

Dale and peladas

Dale managed to find two cute girls to ask about the bike competition.

We met two women from the states and hung out with them for the evening at our hotel, Hosteria La Isla, further up the road along the river and out of the way a bit.  The rooms were very clean, the hotel was quiet and the food was good.

This part of the Intag from Cuicocha to Apuela and the hot springs area is a mix of tourism, restaurants and hostels, agriculture and homes.

Cliff Hangers are Not Just in Books

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The river is wild and plunges over giant boulders as it races down a narrow valley edged on both sides by high, steep cliffs that gave me a touch of claustrophobia.

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In places the cliffs loom ominously overhead.  It’s not hard to imagine an earthquake or rainstorm unleashing a cascade of boulders on my head.  I’ve undoubtedly been watching too many cataclysmic movies.

Things were fairly civilized until we ventured further into the Intag the next day, heading for a reserve known as Los Cedros, a 6400- hectare preserve either 1 ½, 2 or 3 ½ hours from the tiny jungle town of Magdelena Altos.  Depends upon whom you talk to, road and weather conditions and whether or not you fall off a cliff along the route.

Speaking of falling off cliffs. . .

Windshield with Mud

An Early Morning Spin Leaves Me Gasping for Breath

Gary was driving when suddenly our elderly Toyota spun out of control on the muddy road and headed for the ditch. Luckily we were on a stretch of road (I use the term “road” loosely) where both sides were protected by cliffs.  Otherwise we would have plunged over the side into the lush undergrowth and  probably never been seen again.

The consensus was, “Slow down!” and Gary wisely decided to use 4-wheel drive.  Good thing.  Our next challenge was easing our way over a mud-slushed bridge perched over a raging cataract and then inching past a huge piece of road machinery.

Men at Work

Believe it or not, we actually were able to squeeze our way past all this machinery without falling into the river.  I started to doubt even more that I was in for a relaxing few days communing with nature!

The Intag envelops sweet stretches of gorgeous natural beauty–riotous jungle forest interspersed with tame and orderly agricultural patches.  We traveled along rivers via roads under construction.  We’ve heard that the road through the Intag will be complete in a year or so.

The next part of our journey is another hair-raising story, to be told at a later date.  It involves more mud, rare orchids, mushrooms and some very ornery, mean old mules, and I am not talking about Gary.

Orchid

Okay, here’s one little orchid speciman we found at Los Cedros, just to tease you.  Stay tuned for more.

A View from the Roof – Let’s Build Bridges, not Walls

-By Gary Phillips-a-view-from-the-roof-photo-

Even after traveling the world for more than 12 years, this is the first time I have been a part of an expat community.  Not only am I a part of it, we have been instrumental in the sale of homes and condos to a good number of the expats who live in Cotacachi.   At last count our company, Eagle and Condor Internacional, has sold more than 45 properties.

I’m a history major.  In my younger days I produced a multimedia history presentation on the wave of Scandinavian immigration that hit the Red River Valley of North Dakota and Minnesota in the 1880’s.  One of the first lines in the presentation was, “As rapidly as they could, the new immigrants re-created what they had always known.”

The difference between the Red River Valley and Cotacachi is that in the Red River Valley, there were very few natives.  Actually, it was so inhospitable that the Indians didn’t want to live there.

Cotacachi is vastly different.  The indigenous population here is between 50 and 60 per cent of the population.  The indigenous have a very strong social and cultural system and they are working very hard to preserve it.

So when a bunch of gringos land in Cotacachi, it’s not quite as easy to re-create what we knew before.  However, that doesn’t mean that a number of us are not willing to try.

I have talked to quite a few people who have lived in expat communities in other countries.  The biggest obstacle to harmonious living, they say, is that the gringos have so much time on their hands that they end up mainly gossiping and fighting among themselves.

I have heard from a number of expats living there that this phenomena is occurring in Vilcabamba.  In-fighting, arguments, threats and accusations are building emotional and psychological walls in addition to the physical walls erected for protection.  These walls lead to separation and animosity between expats as well as between expats and locals.

And I can’t tell you how many times in the past few months I have heard the word “lawsuit” flying around here in Cotacachi.  Walls are being built in our fair village just as in Vilcabamba.  It’s important that we notice that we are in danger of creating the same thing here and do what we can to remedy the situation.

Quite frankly, the word ‘lawsuit’, so common among North Americans, is virtually never heard in Ecuador.  Just think for a minute—what would it be like living in a country where attorneys mostly busy themselves with real estate transactions, business transactions, and inheritance issues?

There is one other area where lawyers can get quite busy— the area of libel and slander.  It’s a criminal offense in Ecuador to talk badly about your neighbor, especially if you say something that can be perceived as hindering or damaging a person’s livelihood.  It’s almost like there is a law against gossip!

So if you happen to write in a blog post about how the color of someone’s house is really bad and ugly, you can be taken to court!  If you happen to inadvertently tell someone that he or she shouldn’t buy in a certain subdivision for one reason or the other, and it is just opinion on your part, you can be taken to court and actually be thrown in jail if found guilty of hindering the business interests of the developer!

There is a guy going around saying that Eagle and Condor is driving up the price of land in Cotacachi.  The truth is that we have only sold four pieces of land in the last two years—we purchased two of them for our personal use and one was purchased by an indigenous village at a very low price, lower than market value, which we helped negotiate for the German expat owner.

I would like to offer a better solution for expats with time on their hands. Rather than participate in the local expat sport, it would be much better to throw yourself into volunteer efforts.  Make yourself useful to the local community.  Show the locals how much you appreciate the opportunity to live in this small slice of heaven.  Give something back to the country that is now your home.

There are lots of volunteer opportunities available–volunteering in the Ethnobotanical Garden or UNORCAC nursery, helping in the schools, teaching English (which is in great demand) or how about the easiest and most quickly rewarded of all–just walking up and down the street smiling at people you meet and saying hello.

One of the best ways you can help is to donate $200 to the local high school scholarship program (not to send children to college, but to get them to high school.)  $300 will pay for a whole year of high school for a deserving and very appreciative student whose parents contribute the remaining $100 to add to your gift of $200.

So write me.  We can either receive a donation in our account on your behalf or we’ll give you instructions on how to make the deposit yourself.

Put the skills you’ve learned over a life time to good use and help make this a better village.  You can’t imagine how incredibly much it helps just to give a little back.  I feel so good when I give and you will, too.

And better yet, it will give you something positive to talk about rather than complaining about what your neighbor is doing or not doing.

And that’s today’s View From the Roof.

Quito Culture with Liliya Bykova-February 2010

Quito Culture with Liliya Bykova – February 2010
Here’s more February update from our Quito Cultural Arts reporter, Liliya Bykova.
If you are interested in a walking tour of Centro Historico Quito
and an insider look at expat life in Quito , please call or write:

Legends of Old Quito
with Liliya and Leo
cell: 08 703 8310
Email: lbassist2003@yahoo.com

Moscow Ballet on ice coming to Quito!

TEATRO CASA DE LA CULTURA ECUATORIANA
March 4 and 5  at 8 p.m.
March 6 at 4 p.m. and 8 p.m.
Tickets from $33 to $100

To buy tickets for the Tuboleta concerts in Quito  go to the store Musicalisimo at the shopping malls.

Mall CCI – Av. Amazonas y Nnuu.
Horario: Lunes a domingo, de 10:00am a 8:00pm.

Mall El Jardin – Av. Amazonas y Republica.
Horario: Lunes a domingo, de 10:00am a 8:00p

Mall El Bosque – Cavajal y El Bosque
Horario Lunes a domingo, 13:00 a 20:00.

Movie Theaters:
Quito Supercines  http://www.supercines.com/quito.aspx
Quito Multicines https://www.multicines.com.ec/multiventas-jsp2/index.html

Movie: Invictus

Cast: Matt Damon, Morgan Freeman, Scott Eastwood, Langley Kirkwood, Penny Downie and Zak Feaunati
Director: Clint Eastwood
Genre: Drama/Sports/Biography
Running time: 133 min.

Coata Rica Resident Comments Results of Over-Generosity

Dear Readers,

We just received the comment below from a reader in Coasta Rica, regarding my last “View from the Roof” column.  It is so pertinent that I decided to post it as a blog so more people can read it.

I live in Tilaran, Costa Rica. I have lived in Costa Rica for 4 years, and I completely agree with this article. I am from Britain, and have lived in Portugal, Spain, Florida and Arizona before moving to Costa Rica. Having seen the same syndrome develop in Spain as described, and now seeing it in Costa Rica, I wish more expats would realize that in moving their lifestyle to another country, they will destroy the local economy, not help it, by unthinking generosity.

In Costa Rica, the Gringos are leaving, the world economy and high prices are the cause. Now the Ticos can’t afford to rent a house, buy a piece of land, open a business, and they have all become “addicted” to the ever increasing prices the gringos were willing to pay.

They are simple people, they don’t understand world economy, and now they have no jobs, nowhere to live that they can afford, and no land to grow their food as they all sold out to the gringos for a “huge” sum of money that seemed it would last for ever, but has now been spent.

A lady I knew, American, paid $40,000 to have a 6 horse stable complex built. When I explained to her that she was paying about 3 times as much as she should, she said, “Oh, but in the States, a stable for 6 horses would cost me over $100,000.00.

The Ticos have had easy credit for the last few years, and they have bought “stuff”, cars, boats, furniture, asnd had large “American” style houses built. Now they can’t pay for any of it, and they have no idea what went wrong.

My husband and I will visit Ecuador in May, with the intention of moving there. We don’t actually have a lot of money, and we have no problem keeping a low profile and living like the local people whose lives we seek to share.

I would be interested to hear from anyone who has visited Ecuador and can give us advice. I am inclined towards Cuenca, for the very reason that there are a number of “expats” living there, and the city is big enough to absorb foreigners without changing into a “Gringo Ghetto.”

Why do people move to another country and seek to replicate the life they lived in their own? And then, as said, they move on, leaving behind a community that can hardly survive without them.

My e mail is rosfreed@yahoo.com, if anyone can offer advice and help

Organic in Ecuador: UNORCAC Ethnobotanical Garden in Cotacachi

Organic in Ecuador:  UNORCAC Ethnobotanical Garden in Cotacachi

The Ethnobotanical Garden in Cotacachi is one of the town’s best-kept secrets.  Too bad, because everyone who is interested in such things as organic food, native plants, good health, seed saving, plant exchange, medicinal plants, and indigenous farming will find the garden a wealth of information and a delightful place to spend hours, even days.

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Kenji Tabery, a Peace Corp Volunteer,  Shares His Knowledge of the Garden Freely and Enthusiastically

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Lucky us.  We had Kenji as our excellent guide and keeper of much wisdom regarding the plants of Ecuador.

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By the time we were through, Kenji had revealed to us the names and uses of just about every plant, tree and flower in the garden.

Gary has visited the Ethnobotanical Garden before and found it very different from the first time.  Plants come into full bloom, burst into brilliant color and then die down.  Frequent visits are recommended so as not to miss the splendor of the many varieties of plants as they mature.

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Especially wonderful are the many colors of amaranth, ranging from almost white to beige, brown and into vibrant reds and oranges.

Garden History and Its Reason for Being

The Ethnobotanical Garden was started in 2007.  The current garden covers about 1.1 hectares of land with 1.5 hectares total.

The main purpose for its existence is to introduce visitors to the plants of Ecuador, both native and those that have been introduced over the years from other countries.

The garden also demonstrates plant use and their cultural significance to the Kichwa population and is used as an educational tool for students.  It is supported both by UNORCAC, a local indigenous group, and INIAP, which is a germo-plasm seed bank in Quito.  The garden also receives U.S. Department of Agriculture grants.

There is a shaman house being built for a local shaman to give ceremonies for visitors, with a cuy house next to it.  Cuyes, which are guinea pigs native to the Andes, are not only an integral part of shamanic healing rituals but an important food source as well.

At the back of the Ethnobotanical Garden there is a music house, a simple structure of adobe over bamboo, topped with a thatched roof of Paja or Paramo Grass.  Carisso, a kind of reed or cane, grows nearby.  These  reeds are cut and shaped into native flutes.

A Demonstration Garden
In the back part of the garden, plantings are set out in a large circle with a viewing platform in the middle.

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Plantings are divided into pie-shaped wedges at different levels, or heights to represent various elevations.  For example, the first level exhibits plants that grow at 2000-2500 meters.

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Crop associations are demonstrated—trigo (wheat) planted with frijoles (beans) so that beans can climb the corn stalks for support as they grow.  These companion crops are a very beneficial way to grow plants.

In some parts of the world, this method is known as the three sisters, when corn, beans and squash are planted together for their mutual benefit.

I Didn’t Know I Didn’t Know So Much
I learned a great deal from Kenji during our garden tour.  He asked us questions and unfortunately, my ignorance was glaring because I didn’t know the answers.

I didn’t know that maize originally came from Mesoamerica.  Kenji told us that this, too, is debatable since there are claims of some native strains produced here in South America, but only through cross-breeding with the original strain from Mesoamerica.

I also didn’t know that wheat is not native to South America either.  It comes from Western Europe.

Chocho, which is lupin or the lupini bean, is very high in protein.  It is a large white bean that grows at 25000 to 3000 meters.  Habas, or fava beans, grow at over 3000 meters while quinoa and amaranth usually thrive at 2700 to 2800 meters.

The garden is divided into fruit, vegetable, grain and medicinal herb sections.

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Here’s the grain section with reddish amaranth on the right and quinoa already harvested.

The Devil Horse was Hiding

Although Kenji didn’t say much about insects in the garden, we were plagued a bit by the ever-present little black biting gnats that attack unprotected ankles and hands and leave nasty itchy bites.  Kenji did mention one Ecuador insect, and his description left me looking around anxiously for one of the creatures.  He says there is a large blue wasp, very colorful with orange/bronze wings, that kills tarantulas, which are found in the garden.  The wasp is called Caballo de Diablo, or devil horse.  I didn’t know Ecuador had tarantulas, either. . .

The Legend of Cotacachi and Imbabura
Kenji entertained us with the local legend about the two volcanos.  One day volcano Imbabura was sending a love message to Cotacachi through Lago San Pablo, the nearby lake.  They made love and produced the valley of Cotacachi.  The idea, or theme, behind this story is that Imbabura is the wind, Cotacachi represents the water and verdant Cotacachi produces fertile crops.

According to Kenji, Cotacachi is considered sacred because of the fertility of her soil. An INIAP study found that of the 26 varieties of corn grown in the Andes, 13 are in the Cotacachi area.

However, Cotacachi is no longer as diverse and richly productive as in the past. Monocultures have taken over much of the land and with the increased use of chemical fertilizers, pesticides and other artificial farming aids, the land has lost much of its nutrient value.

The Ethnobotanical Garden needs no artificial or chemical fertilizers at all. Mostly pig manure and chicken manure feeds the plants.

Secret Andean Technique
It’s time to bring back the very wise and balanced indigenous farming practices like crop rotation, natural animal and green crop fertilizers and saving of heirloom seeds.  One of the secrets of Andean farming is that farmers in the past planted their crops by the phases of the moon.

Editor’s Note:  Read, “The Secrets of the Soil” for some astonishing and magical information about South American indigenous planting methods.

Click here to read the webpage that lists and describes many of the plants, flowers and herbs in the garden, along with their medicinal uses.

A View from the Roof—Think Twice Before Throwing Away Your Money

-By Gary Phillips-a-view-from-the-roof

A few years back, I saw a movie called, “The Gods Must be Crazy.”  A Coke bottle dropping from an airplane onto an African Bushman community wreaked havoc with their culture.

So what do you think can happen when a swarm of North Americans swoop down on a small village in the Andes to create new lives for themselves?  Granted, Cotacachi is more modern and advanced than the Bushmen village, yet there are 43 indigenous communities in the canton of Cotacachi, many of which are quite remote and behind the times in terms of the subtleties of Western civilization.

Likewise the community of Cotacachi itself is a unique little village with a strong culture of its own.  So the idea of cultural integration and adaptation becomes an important topic for people considering a move to this beautiful community.

When Linda and I arrived here three years ago, there were only a handful of gringos living in Cotacachi full time, plus some who came part of the year.  Today, Jack Moss told me that the mailing list for Cotacachi expat residents is between 75 and 85 addresses.  Many of those addresses are for two people.

What happens in a traditional culture like this when a proportionally large group of people with different ideas and customs move in?  Actually, it is quite easy to see—one need only look to Mexico, Panama and Costa Rica to see the recurring trend.

We visited Boquete, Panama in 2002. This tiny village, smaller than Cotacachi at the time, had only one bank and tons of natural beauty.  Foreigners swarmed in, developments were thrown up, land and house prices sky-rocketed.  I was told recently that there are now seven banks, most catering to the expanding expat community.

The local population of Boquete has been all but consumed by expats.  Prices have risen so high and so fast that now the expats are leaving for cheaper accommodations. We have heard that in many places in Costa Rica, the locals have an extreme dislike for the expats.

A key area for potential problems is expats overpaying for goods, services and property.   It may seem like such a small thing: “They’re so poor.  We are rich. I just want to help,” goes the often-heard refrain.

Then out comes the five dollar bill for a tip for a two dollar cab ride. The cleaning lady who is used to getting $1 per hour suddenly receives double or triple the wage, because the gringita “just wants to help.”

A property that normally would sell for $2 per square meter suddenly has an offer for $5 per square meter, “because it’s so cheap compared to prices back home.”

I recall the story from a visitor who gave a local indigenous woman selling strawberries on the street $10 for a pound of $1 strawberries, “because she looked like she could use it.”

Many North Americans are kind and generous.  We are known world-wide for our charitable contributions.

What we often don’t realize is the downside, which is our attachment to feeling good when we give.  The downside is paying attention to only that good feeling we get from our giving and not to the consequences of our good deeds.  If we aren’t paying attention to both sides of the equation, we aren’t acting from a place of balance.

What kind of Coke bottles are we dropping from the sky?  And what are the consequences?

First, the locals begin to see us as walking targets for over-pricing.  Restaurants who have many expat visitors suddenly raise their prices by 40%:  the $6 chateaubriand that we wrote about two years ago now costs $9.50.

The cleaning lady who is getting $2.50 per hour with a $5 tip or more tells her peers what the crazy gringo lady is paying.  Others want more money, too, not only from their gringo customers, but from their Ecuadorian customers as well.

The gringo lady finds that every time she walks down the street, someone is hitting her up for money. Why not?  She’s rich!  Look at what she’s paying her cleaning lady!

Then the resentment starts because local families have a harder time hiring a good cleaning lady.  Now she only wants to work for the gringos at higher wages.

The Ecuadorian land purchaser finds he can’t afford the land anymore because the prices are going up. Who’s to blame?  Those damned gringos!

The school you so generously gave school supplies to is happy, but their neighbor schools are jealous.  Don’t be surprised next year when you receive a dozen politely worded written invitations delivered to your door from a dozen school teachers requesting assistance saying, “Why not, you gave to the other school?”

Is there a solution?  Of course.  The solution is to take the time to learn the culture and try to fit in.

If the culture says you bargain when shopping, or when buying land, don’t give in to your shyness or lack of local experience.  Jump in and try your hand.  It’s a cultural game.  If you don’t play it, you are looked upon as a mark, and not a very smart one at that.  And it reflects on every gringo visitor or resident.

Don’t succumb to the North American tendency to think that we are the “do-gooders of the world” and it’s our personal responsibility to save every poor person we see.

If you really want to help, find appropriate ways to give within the established system.  As the Bible says, give in such a way that the left hand doesn’t know what the right hand is doing.

Here in Cotacachi, UNORCAC, the local indigenous organization, has been effectively funneling charitable funds into the communities for years.  They know where best to channel the contributions and how best to do that.

One of the ways we like best is to donate to UNORCAC’s high school scholarship fund. Two hundred dollars annually will fund a student for a full year of high school.

Today, only 30% of 6th graders go to high school, because they don’t have the $300 dollars it takes to attend each year.   Your $200 will be matched by the parents’ $100, and the student is on his way.

If you want to donate, write to us.  We will make sure your donation gets to the right place.

But there are many other ways to contribute.  Do you know a way to get used computers down here? If you do, arrange it and give them to UNORCAC.  They will see that they get to where they are needed without disrupting the cultural context.

Want to teach English to students?  This is one of the greatest hungers for students and their parents.  They know that if they can speak English, their opportunities increase dramatically. Talk to UNORCAC.  They will make the arrangements.

Interested in history? The local museum could really use some expert advice on how to conduct fund raisers.  They want to have musical programs and invite locals to participate as a way to raise badly-needed money for repairs.  But they don’t really know how to do it.  Jump in!  Right now, their only source of funding is admissions to the museum.

One expat here, Debbie, has a group of young children who gather with her weekly in a field near her condo.  They sit on the grass, laugh, play and have an impromptu English class.  Both students and teacher get an equal reward.  And the cultural relationship grows.

Throwing money at a perceived problem has never been a solution and never will be.  We can create Cotacachi into the kind of community that we all want to live in–a community where the cultures live in harmony–where those with resources share them in such a way that those without resources can benefit without negative cultural effects being felt too strongly.

It takes trial and error, careful observation and some letting go of our ideas of what needs to be done.  An open mind will lead to a more graceful integration into the local culture.  Sharing is good, but ego gratification by handing out dollars doesn’t work at all.

And that’s today’s View from the Roof.