The frontiersman., 1953-11-12
IFYE YOUTH WRITES HOME FROM ECUADOR

nIE IUUEm WKEl 70 HOME FROM ECUADOR
 Editors Note: Roger Woods. son of Mir. and Mrs. Glen Woods of Palmer has been sending in- teresting. informative letters to his parents pertaining 10 his visit at Ecuador as an International Farm Youth Exchange delegate. From lime to lime. parts of these letters will be printed in The Frontiersman through the cour- tesY of Mir. and Mrs. Woods. Fol lowing is the second installment. Friday morning lnoon)
 Spent the morning with the point 4 people. Took a lot of pictures. Guazaquil is a city of about 300,000 It is for the most part, very dirty and poor. There are quite a few American cars. They drive at night with only their parking lights on. A city ordinance forbids bright head lights because they cause acci- dents. There are no stop signs or lights. It is a constant game be- tween pedestrians and cars, and between cars and other cars for that matter, to see who can make the intersection first. I haven't seen any accidents, surprisingly enough.
 Shops have a completely open front onto the street. Some of them are nice clean - and some are not. Stamps are not sold by the post office, but in private booths on the sidewalk surrounding the P. o.
 Sunday morning.
 Friday night we went to dinner at Keenani Point 4. We had typical Ecuadorian dinner we were told. It consisted of arroz- con polio, platinos fritos, ensalada of tomatoes and avacados and onions. Arrozcon polio is spanish rice with chicken, platinos fritos and the banana-like platinos slic- ed and fried; the tomato and ava cado salad was good. For des- sert we had narajilla pie (Pro- nounced Nah-rahn-HEE-ya). It is undoubtedly the tastiest thing I've ever eaten! Narajilla is an orange like fruit. The pie was a cream filling job. Looked like butterscotch. Sure was good. Ali ter dinner quite crowd of grin gos congregated, and everyone sang Episcopalian hymns.
 Yesterday we went up to the Camara de Agricultura, and from there to their farm. They have several nice Brown Swiss bulls, some goats, swine and one Ken lucky mule. They are crossing Brown Swiss with Brahmas on a very small scale.
 In the afternoon we took trip to Daule, where the government has an experimental farm and school. It was very poor in com parison to the Farm in the Valley, but it was quite the thing here. They teach about 30 students a well rounded curriculum. Soil an alysis, chem, English, math, etc They have rice, corn, bananas, mangoes, platinos, oranges, lem ons, guavas, Times, pineapple, watermellons, onions, to mention a few of the things. They are very proud of a Farmall M and a couple large International liar vester cats and few pieces of machinery.
 Rice is very important crop here. They plant and transplant by hand. The peons are of small statute generally but they are very strong. Each can take about 200 pounds from truck to boat on his shoulders. At the water front we see people loading ban anas, husking coconuts with hat chets, loading rice, etc. There are melons and fruits of every type along the streets; they dry cocoa beans on large tarps on the streets. Burros are walking aimlessly about everywhere, both in the country and in the town.
 The food here is different of course. Our first breakfast was of bread butter, jam, hot milk, and orange juice. After the first time, let go the hot milk and