The ice has been broken.

I am living with two guys. I´ve only been there for 2 days but in those two days I have never seen the Norweigan guy (Staenne...I think) get off of the couch, not watching a movie or without at least two 1L bottles of beer at his side. On top of that he is really shy and doesn´t talk to anyway. Until last night. I came home from wandering the city at about 6:30 and walked by the kitchen to see him sitting in there in the dark with his mp3 player with 3 empty litre bottles of beer on the table plus one unopened one and a small empty bottle of whiskey. But no, that wasn´t even the weird part. The banana tree. El arbol de bananos. On an empty bottle of beer he had been placing his used banana peels. There were seriously about 10 bananas peels on it and a bunch of about 12 more sitting on the table. I sat down across from him with my dinner and my own beer and just said ¨that´s a lot of bananas´´. I was not prepared for the 30minute monologe about his love for bananas. It was SO hard not to laugh, this guy was end serious. He found this small market that had that big bunch of bananas for $1. $1!!! Yes he was very very excited. He repeated that story about 5 times then proceeded to explain how he has been sitting there all day trying to get his phone to work, he didn´t get it activated. Anyway, then we proceeded to talk more about bananas. Like making passionate motions with his hands to show the curves of the bananas to explain how much he loves them (¨How can you hate a banana when they are always smiling at you?´´ - a real quote from last night). Then he went on to explain to difference between the tiny ones that are so sweet because all the sweetness is in that beautiful tiny banana, and how the big ones (with hand motions) just have sweetness is a tiny part of the tip. Seriously I needed much more than one beer to be on this guys level. Then he went on to tell me all he needs to be happy. 1. Bananas (naturally) 2. Beer and 3. Blowjobs. Not much to ask for. After that he admited how drunk he was. Just in case I wasn´t aware. And told me beers in Norway are 90-100 dollars. I swear that´s what he said. I think it was lost in translation some how but whatever. Then came the best part. It got silent and then he says ¨So are you going to give me a blowjob?¨ I just burst out laughing but he was dead serious ¨why not? Its one of the three things I need¨ After laughing repeatly and telling him no even more he settled with ¨Ok but if you ever want to, you just knock on my door¨. Then Garrett came home, he was equally entertained by the whole scene.

We went to this sports bar that had Canadian flags everywhere and Leafs and Canucks jerseys on the wall because Garrett wanted to watch the football game (American football). There Staenne began to sober up a bit and apologized for asking me to give him a blowjob saying if only his phone worked he could call the girl he went and she would just do it. Seriously. A good night. Bonded with my boys. Quito is looking better everyday.