February 1, 2010

The Horn

The horn:
The horn of a car has its own language here in Quito. From what I’ve gathered thus far, follow these simple rules and you’ll be fine (and when in doubt just honk):

1 honk= I’m passing you don’t change lanes, don’t back up I’m behind you, or MOVE!

2 honks= Saying hello or good bye to a friend, you better not run into me I’m warning you I’m here

3 honks = MOVE, if you don’t I WILL hit you

6 honks = street vendor please return so I can buy some cherries for my family

Another interesting observation from the car:

The street is its own marketplace here… from sunglass and newspaper vendors, you can buy any type of snack you like and you are also provided with live entertainment. At night people juggle with lighted balls or blow fire out of their mouths, or during the day a child may stand in front of your car throw two balls and catch them and then come to the window of your car and you have to give him some change. The scariest I find is when clowns hop on the bus or come up to your window…
Last night I went to the movie Avatar with my sibs… it was all in Spanish no subtitles (we’ll except when they speak in the forest language but then the subtitles are in Spanish…) it was in TRECE-D! I understood more than I thought I would so that was exciting!

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