Two months of work are all finished! I can’t believe how fast they’ve sped past, it seems like it was yesterday that I arrived in Ecuador. I have to say that I have mixed feelings about leaving my work life behind.
I’ll miss the people the most. I built valuable relationships here that broke my heart to leave behind. Ecuadoreans are some of the most proud, generous, hard-working people I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. The people I worked with took me into their arms like a family member. Here I was, more than 7000km away from everybody I know, in complete shit living conditions, trying to survive in a language I barely speak and doing engineering work I’ve never learned. Somehow, through all that hardship, I’ve managed to walk away from this experience brokenhearted that I’m leaving my new friends behind. The effect that wonderful people can have on changing your experiences is truly magical and I can say that I’ve experienced in its truest form.
I’ve had experiences here that I am certain I will never have again. Whether it’s been doing my own research studies, pouring molten gold straight from the smelter, or playing soccer all night with new friends, I’m certain I will remember it forever. Sometimes I forget just how lucky I am to have had this opportunity. It’s changed my perspective on many things and taught me a lot about myself.
I’m really proud of myself for thriving in this new environment. When I think about it, I feel that it speaks to my bravery that I was willing to leave behind my entire life in Canada and move to the middle of nowhere Ecuador for two months without having any idea what my experience would be like. Not only did I survive these last two months, I thrived. I did some real engineer work, became proficient in Spanish, tried many new things, survived my spider/scorpion-infested house, made friends, ate a bunch of really weird stuff and walked away from this whole experience smiling.
This post isn’t much of an update but I feel like I needed to reflect upon my time here. I’m still processing the fact that I’m not going back to work. I feel a level of gratitude that I’m having trouble expressing. It’s unusual that I have nothing to say, but I can’t find the words to explain how much I value my time here.