Getting my first ever assignment interestingly coincided with my first trip to Ecuador. Timing can be that funny sometimes.
Spending most of our time looking for primary rainforests (for a photo-project) meant that we left civilization (and its Discontents) far behind. What we also left behind was a reliable source of electricity, so I had to work by candlelight and use the well-established translation method of the last few centuries: taking a piece of paper, a pen (or pencil) and rely on my own vocabulary. Which of course had its advantages (not wasting hours on the net trying to find a better synonym for like "depression" or whatever) and its drawbacks (when you have a brain-freeze, and cannot think of the Hungarian word for like "wispy" or "recoil").
As I was sitting on the floor of a small cabin, contemplating how to put it best in Hungarian that "Attraversiamo - It means, Let's cross over", (keljünk át? menjünk át? vágjunk át?) I suddenly heard a rustling noise. The plastic bag lying next to me started to move a little bit, and after some more rustling a hairy, black tarantula poked his (or her) head out. He then comfortably crossed the room - checking out some of our bags in its way - then left through the door.
Close Encounters of a Great Kind.
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