Lock and Load

Yesterday we went to a pistol firing range for the first time.  Today we upped the ante, and went to a machine gun firing range called Lock and Load!  We started out with nearly an hour of explanation of what the various gun choices were, and then training on how to stand and fire.

These were five of the machine guns we chose to fire

We each chose four guns to fire.  Both of us chose:

  1. HK UMP, 40 caliber from Germany
  2. FN Herstal SAW, 5.56 X 45 caliber NATO, from USA

Evelyn also fired:

  1. HK MP7A1, caliber 4.6 X 30 NATO, from Germany (used by Delta Force)
  2. HK 416, caliber 5.56 X 45 NATO from Germany (“the gun that killed Osama”)

Burt chose:

  1. Thompson (“Tommy”) Gun, 45 caliber from USA
  2. FN Herstal F2000, 5.56 X 45 caliber NATO from Belgium (“Bull Pup”)

Brian gave us training and help during the firing session

Evelyn proved a natural with the big guns. When doing a double-tap, she consistently hit the orange bulls eye on the first bullet, and a bit up to the right (but still well in chest range) on the second shot.  Burt tended to hit dead-center bulls eye, but then subsequent shots ran up and the right, hitting any poor bystander a mile behind the target.

Interestingly, the Tommy Gun was the oldest gun of the group, and was the least sophisticated mechanism.  Yet, it was the gun that Burt found the most accurate.  He consistently kept those shots in the orange center.  The other guns had elaborate modern internal tricks to keep the gun “easy to shoot,” yet those were the ones that Burt most often hit the unfortunate bystander with.  Seems he really was a “man after his time…”

Bulls Eye

We went this morning to the Stone Hart shooting range in Miami, and each fired 25 rounds of a Glock 9mm pistol for the first time in our lives.  We have watched cop shows and action movies for years, and wondered “is it really that hard to hit something?”  We decided to go try it out for ourselves while in Miami.

What you see above is the target after my first 5 rounds.  The first hit high — I almost got the guy in the throat when aiming for the center of mass.  The next four were nicely spaced in a group just a tad high though.  I was a natural!

Evelyn was next up, and did nearly as good on her first set of five rounds.  By the end of our 25 rounds each though, our shots were going a bit wilder — still in the paper, but definitely not where we were aiming.  After we were done, we decided that we could definitely hit a Bad Guy — as long as he stood stock still and was no further than 20 feet away!

Most of our meals in Miami Beach have been overpriced substandard junk.  The one exception was tonight, at Pied á Terre.  About two blocks down from our (poor quality) hotel, was the Cadet Hotel, where the West Point cadets made their home during World War II.  Entertainment was a pleasant jazz singer, reminiscent of that era, and the food was elegant, well presented, and delicious.  Of course, we could eat out for a week in Cuenca for what it cost for that one meal, but then, this is Miami Beach…

Tornado!

We flew from Cuenca to Quito, then on to Miami today.  We are here to handle some legal issues that required being in the States (more details on that next week).  When arriving, our first stop was a local Citibank branch, to handle closing out an obsolete account.  

While there, the wind whipped into a frenzy.  The sky turned nighttime dark.  The clouds opened up into a massive torrent that flooded the streets in a matter of minutes. I made some flippant comment to the bank manager, and she said “there is an active tornado watch.” I laughed and made another flippant comment, upon which point she assured me that she was telling the truth, and that I should really get out of town for a few hours.

To be honest though, this image above is a news photo from a tornado that hit here last year.  No tornado actually materialized today.  The watch was lifted an hour later as the storm passed, leaving flooded streets, but not much else.  It was exciting for a bit though — we have lived through a volcano (Mt St Helens in 1979), two major regional fires (Lexington Reservoir in 1985 and Oakland Firestorm in 1992) and a major earthquake (Loma Prieta in 1989).  For awhile there, we thought we could add tornado to our resume…

We then checked into our Miami Beach hotel (a 4-star that is really closer to a 3-star at best…), then headed across town to buy some art supplies that Evelyn has wanted, and across town again to an Apple store to buy a new iPad Mini for both of us.  Being back in the States for a few days means grab those things you just can’t find in Ecuador!

 We ended the day with a fabulous dinner at a tiny restaurant we discovered courtesy of Yelp — the Del Sur, with a tasty Argentinian style rib eye.

Honey, I Shrunk The Condo

More than a year after we started packing to move to Ecuador, and four months after arriving in Ecuador, our container with all our worldly possessions was delivered today!  And somehow, the condo suddenly looks a lot smaller than it did this morning, now that it is buried deep in boxes…

Our container actually arrived at the port in Guayaquil last week, and was inspected by Customs Tuesday of this week.  The Customs inspector removed every item from the 20′ container we had used, and opened the majority of our boxes, resealing them with Aduana tape.  Fortunately though, they did not question anything and it went through cleanly.

The truck carrying our container came in a convoy of similar trucks late last night.  It was then parked on a remote wide street, where our contents were transferred to a smaller truck that would be allowed in El Centro, where we live. 

That truck was then driven to our building, where a team of five movers brought it all up to our condo.

Now the fun begins, as we spend the next month unpacking everything and getting control of our condo again…

I Could Feel The Soap Melting…

I could feel the soap melting in my ears, after the vicious attack of el diablillos (aka “the little devils”) as we wandered into an unexpected battle zone.  Carnaval had begun!

Evelyn had seen some barricades going up earlier today on Parque Calderon.  After dinner at Cesar’s (a friend’s restaurant around the corner that is closing after tonight while he finds a new location), we decided to head over to the park to see what was going on.  We had thought that Carnaval would start Sunday, but found ourselves in Ground Zero of a war zone, designated as the start of Carnaval 2014! (Technically Carnaval is this coming Sunday through Tuesday, but you wouldn’t know it from the roving squirt guns already on the streets!)

According to el Mercurio (the local Cuencano newspaper) this was “ ‘Jueves de Compradre’ (Godfather Thursday)  This celebration is part of a plan to rescue the traditions of Carnaval and strengthen tourism.  One of the big things will be the sale of cans of spray foam.”

Vendors were prowling the park selling variants of “Silly String” that were used by young and old alike to attack anyone within range, inundating them with Carnaval Madness.

Kids were forgiven bedtimes to stay up and attack all comers with all brands of Carnaval Silliness soapy spray.

Various groups presented cultural origins of the holiday, while rock groups played in front of soap-sprayed crowds

Groups of friends enjoyed the party, attacking and then posing for any nearby camera

“Castles” were loaded with fireworks, and young friends would then pose within a few yards of the burning fireworks

Some of the Castle fireworks were then shot overhead, where they rained down on the crowds (I have several nasty burns in my jacket as proof…)

The “Victims” of the attacks seemed to be having as much fun as the attackers… and they were often the same people…

30 Days of Madness

The last night of election campaigning included several fireworks displays, including this one shot from our living room window.

Ecuador has an interesting election cycle — I think the USA could learn something from their process.

Nobody is allowed to campaign until 30 days before the election.  All campaigning must stop 48 hours before the election day, as must all sales of alcohol.  The sitting president is not allowed to campaign, since that would be diverting his attention from running the country.  Thus, the president (Correa currently) resigns from his post 30 days before the election, leaving the Vice President in charge of the country.  The day after the election, he is sworn back in.

Campaign posters never show up until 30 days before the election.  Those posters must all be removed within a short time after the election (10 days, I believe), or the city will remove them, charging the political parties for such removal.  This keeps the city clean and free of political smut except for a 30 day period every two years.

During those 30 days though, the city is a madhouse! Parades almost every day.  Music venues set up for political parties (in both senses of the word). We attended both rock and jazz concerts put on as part of the campaign.  Sound trucks cruise the roads, blaring their party’s theme song interspersed with some campaign talking that we could not understand (poor Spanish skills…).  Fireworks several times a week.  General pandemonium until the required quiet period starting 48 hours before the polls open.

The political parties in Ecuador are primarily known by their number.  35 is the party of President Correas.  62-82 is a coalition of two parties (62 and 82) that want to change the leadership.  The numbers correspond to the number the party has on the ballot.  It is required by law that everyone vote, or face a penalty of 10% of the average Ecuadorian monthly income, which comes to about $30.  Though Ecuador has a literacy rate of almost 92% (higher than the USA!), the ballot numbers still helps those who are not literate, or who simply want to vote a party line.

President Correa is in his last allowed term, with 3 years to go as a lame duck. He was in Cuenca this week campaigning hard for his party’s candidates.

Correa rides in an open car, shaking hands and kissing babies. His guards are close by, but I’d never get this close to Obama on the street!

Correa’s party is ’35’ with color green. There was no mistaking which party was in any given parade.

Despite the strong support and campaigning of the sitting President, it appears that his party lost the mayor race in all three major cities of Ecuador — Quito, Guayaquil, and Cuenca.  Results are not all in, but the newspapers are calling the winners. One report says that Correa has already conceded, even though the polls just closed about 2 hours ago and only 40% or so have reported.  That part sounds much like in the States…

The “62-82” party won the local mayoral elections. The top image shows Marcelo Cabrera giving a speech.  He is the new (and former) mayor of Cuenca.

In local elections, Marcelo Cabrera was the former mayor of Cuenca, who lost to Paul Granda in the last election.  He came back this time, as part of the 62-82 coalition, and won with 51% of the vote, compared to Granda’s 46%.  Thus, the former mayor is again the current mayor-elect.  His stated position is that the light rail is a waste of money and not needed, so we will soon see if he reverses the work done there.  That development is early enough, with only a few power poles repositioned thus far, so it is possible the project will now be killed.

Indigenous Ecuadorians went to the 62-82 coalition in large numbers, partly due to opposition of Correa’s intentions to drill in the Amazon.

Both sides had active supporters and parades, and in Ecuador you always seem to find clowns as part of any public event.

Berkeley Home For Sale

 

Street View of Our Berkeley Home

Now that we are fully ensconced in Ecuador, it is time to sell our home of 26 years in Berkeley, CA.  We had the first broker open house yesterday, with very strong response.  The first public open house will be this weekend.  You can get full listing details by clicking here.

The house has been fully staged, so I thought I would show some of the current images.  Those who have visited us in the past will see how different the furniture makes it look.  Rather classy, though I would have a hard time living in such naked rooms myself…

Upper floor, showing living room (top), dining room (lower left) and kitchen (lower right)

Middle and lower floors, showing office (upper), master bedroom (lower left) and living space of lower floor (lower right)

View from the top deck (upper) and lower deck (below)

FotoClub Cuena Night Photo Walk

 

FotoClub Cuenca members (plus random birthday group that walked through, sitting down front). I’m in the blue jacket just below standing group on the (photo) right.

I showed up at the FotoClub Cuenca meeting tonight, expecting to try out a couple of my photographs on the group, only to find most people standing around with cameras in hand, or on tripods.  I walked over to Alianza (a club Board member who speaks fluent English) and asked what was going on. It seems there was an email sent out (that I did not get), and it was posted on Facebook (which I almost never read), that we were going to do a nighttime photo walk this week.

I have avoided doing any serious night photography so far, both because of my aching ankle (which I broke 4 months ago in 3 places), and concern about hauling around a lot of expensive equipment at night — in any town, not just in Cuenca. Here was a chance to go out with other photographers, giving safety in numbers.  I quickly walked back home, gathered up my camera and tripod and returned to the restaurant where the club meets.  Fortunately the restaurant is only about four blocks away, and things in Ecuador never start on time…

My first serious test of my new tilt-shift lens on Iglesia Todos Santos

First stop was at Inglesia Todos Santos, a well lit decorative church half a block from the meeting restaurant.  This was an excellent chance to try out my new tilt-shift lens, which I bought just before coming here.  As with most buildings in Cuenca, the church is right up against the street.  Being a tall building with almost no frontage means that a very wide angle lens is needed to capture it at all. Using a traditional wide angle rsults in an image where the building will appear to be falling backwards, with strongly slanted vertical lines. A tilt-shift lens helps reduce that problem, but it is a very tricky lens to learn how to use.  Tonight gave me my first real street test.  I clearly need more practice with this monster, but the initial results were hopeful.

Restaurant Santorino is a new place we liked when we went there last week.  Its colorful entryway made it an interesting photo subject.

Several Middle Eastern food vendors make schwarmi from chicken cooked on sidewalk burners.  I tried my first one tonight as a snack — it was delicious!

Love and Passion

 

Dinner at “That’s Amore” had only two choices tonight — “menu of love” or “menu of passion.”  We had both!

Valentine’s Day seems a bigger deal here in Cuenca than back in Berkeley.  All day long, we saw women walking with single roses, and couples arm-in-arm.  Though young couples dominated, there was plenty of grey hair also holding roses and walking arm-in-arm too. Similar to Berkeley, every good restaurant was sold out, though we got reservations at a brand new place called That’s Amore.  There were only two choices for their special dinner, so we each had one and shared the meals.  Those are the “Coctel That’s Amore” drinks with Evelyn above.

The presentation of the dishes was outstanding, and left us wishing we could both keep them and eat them at the same time…  The appetizers and desserts were all fabulous.  Unfortunately, the main courses looked better than they tasted, but were good enough for us to want to return and try the regular menu.

After dinner, we returned home for an hour, and then went back out to the symphony. This program was celebrating the 150th anniversary of the Collegio Benigno Malo, which is a High School we can see from our condo bedroom window. We didn’t recognize any of the pieces played tonight, but enjoyed them all.  Other than four instrumentals, the other pieces all featured six vocalists, singly and in groups.  Their voices were superb, though we are not able to yet understand very much from the songs.

Free Music Everywhere

Free jazz concert in the plaza behind Iglesia Todos Santos

We continue to be amazed by the amount of free music around Cuenca.  A couple nights ago we were walking towards a restaurant and heard a band tuning up.  We wandered over a block and found a hard rock band playing on a temporary stage next door to the Coffee Tree.  That one was a bit too loud for our tastes, so we left fairly quickly, wishing to keep what hearing we still have…

Tonight we heard about a free jazz concert a couple blocks from our condo, so we went over to listen to it after dinner.  This was a local jazz group playing in the courtyard of Todos Santos, one of the beautiful old churches in town.

Tomorrow there will be a free symphony performance, which we will also likely go to.

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