There's no way to avoid it. I just have to admit it. Ecuador is just noisier than the States. Sure there are exceedingly quiet, peaceful places here, especially out in the countryside or tucked away in the mountains. And there are plenty of noisy places in the States (I remember visiting my dad in San Francisco and being woken up twice at night - once around 2 a.m. by a drunk woman yelling at her boyfriend and then again around 5:30 a.m. by the garbage truck just outside the window). But on the whole, I think that most inhabited places in Ecuador are much louder than your average city in the States.
From my apartment, for example, at just about any time I can hear car horns, barking dogs or car alarms (sometimes all three at once) off and on for hours on end. Then on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights these sounds are accompanied by loud music and laughter from at least one (usually more) neighborhood parties. Sometimes there is a concert at the stadium, which is about 1/2 a mile away but loud enough to sound like it is coming from the room next door. Then, for some reason that I have yet to understand, someone in the neighborhood likes to set off loud, very loud - sometimes extremely loud - fireworks. This happens usually in the evening, but sometimes I hear them in the early morning. I was told that the fireworks were related to religious celebrations (a Saint's Day, for example), but they seem to continue throughout the year, with no rhyme or reason, so I have theorized that someone got a hold of a cheap box of fireworks and is just setting them off randomly whenever they feel like it (and I'm desperately hoping that they will run out soon). And speaking of religious celebrations, the local church always blasts music early on Sunday mornings to remind people to come to Mass.
People think nothing of setting up a huge stage, equipped with a full sound system, on any neighborhood street and blasting live music until the dawn in support their cause of the moment - be it political or just for fun. Apparently either nobody complains or nobody listens to the complaints. During the day, walking on the streets, one hears loud music emanating from about every other store.
There is a high school across the street from my house and every morning around 7 a.m. the students assemble in the courtyard to listen to their morning pep talk, which is broadcast over an extremely loud PA system. At the end of the school year these morning lectures are followed up by even louder rallies in the afternoon, often with live music. Oh yeah, and they have fireworks too.
In my experience Ecuadorians have a much higher tolerance for noise than I do. But it seems to be more than that. I think that, for some people, the background noise is familiar, almost reassuring. The other day we went to visit my mother-in-law and noticed that a small amusement park had set up in the empty lot near her house. There were several worn-out kiddie rides, a few games, some greasy food stalls, and a huge loud speaker blasting out salsa music, so loud that it could not be ignored. I asked my mother-in-law if the music bothered her and she replied, almost defensively, that no, the music da alegria al barrio (brings happiness to the neighborhood).
I, to, have become accustomed to all the background noises here. I am still unable to sleep with a lot of noise (unlike my husband who can fall asleep, in broad daylight, on the couch in a roomful of people, with the TV blasting in the background). But I have a huge stash of silicone earplugs that I brought from the States which keep me from experiencing acute sleep deprivation. And the other day I heard a loud party down the street and I found myself feeling almost comforted that there were other people out there, having a good time. Also, through force of will, I have learned to ignore the neighbor's extremely annoying barking dog. Hey, if Ecuadorians can learn to live with constant noise, I can to, right?
Friday, May 8, 2009
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8 comments:
Sounds like Santiago (Chile)! Horns honking, music blaring, happy birthday sung at all hours (starting at midnight, of course), neighbors talking loudly in the hallways at 3 AM, the list goes on... but I like your idea... if you can't fight it, block it out with earplugs!
You are your mother's daughter. Silence is golden to me. But it sounds like you're starting to accept the culture. You'll be amazed at the quiet when you visit.
Hey it´s Andy in San Pedro de Vilca, that would be awesome if you put a link to my blog on yours! Your blog is awesome by the way!
Andy
Great blog! I met my wife while lived in Guayaquil from 1998-2000, and your posts bring back a flood of memories. I do enjoy the relatively quiet here in the States, but I do get nostalgic when I think of the newspaper, fruit, and humitas vendors in the morning. I have taught my daughters how to do the vendors' guttural call of "Humitas calientes, humitas." Keep up the great writing!
Matt
Paso Robles, CA
I forgot to mention the people who walk around town selling their wares at the top of their lungs. There's a guy who walks by my mother-in-law's house every day selling mops. "Mops! Mops! Get your mops!" he yells, followed by a characteristic whistle.
very funny to read this.
I also lived in Loja working there from 2003 till 2007, and also living in the centre of the city, and yes, there was always noise!!!
i remember a lady who was selling newspapers and every morning i heard atn 6.30 under my window in a high pitched voice "La Horaaaaaaaaaaaaa, La horaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
I'm just glad you don't have parties with gunfire. My family lived in Guayaquil from 1984 to 1987, and sometimes extremely happy people would fire their guns in the air. Never knew who would be struck by the bullet coming down, but sometimes it was the person that fired it.
Well, the fireworks I hear on the weekends sound like gunfire, but I'm pretty sure they're not (at least that's what I tell myself).
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