Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


Two volunteers. Similar names. Both in blue shirts. Tearing up the turf in Cañar above the Inti Raymi 2007 festival. Two extruded plastic dinguses. Flipping sweet.

Note the kids with the long ponytails. All of them are boys. The one in the white shirt and black pants is dressed in the typical garb of a Saraguran. The indians who live in Saraguro (south of Cuenca have a distinct manner of dress and the men always wear their hair in long braids and wear black calf-length shorts. This little guy was still growing into his shorts it seems. We taught them to throw and catch the discs with some degree of success, and after devising a numbering turn system to keep the kids from fighting for the frisbees, we had a good little game of toss going. It was even better when some of the ladies accompanying us joined in the fun for a while despite the brutal sun for anyone not wearing a hat to shade the eyes (like me...I thought it would be raining the whole time hehehe!) Thanks to the Chuffmate for taking the initiative to grab the camera and get these shots. Much appreciated!


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