A Husky's Job Offer

Picture this: I'm in San Salvador, wrapping up my last two weeks in the capital, where I've become a temporary kickboxing apprentice. As I'm practicing my roundhouse kicks and trying to perfect my uppercut, I find solace in the company of my newfound friend, Galo—the husky, who was my roommate in the AirBnB I was renting.

One day, after a cheesy set of pupusas for breakfast, I check my inbox. Amidst the usual slew of sustainability newsletters Work on climate, Climatebase.org and spam from Figma sheets, there it is—an email from a certain Galo Arboleda. The subject line reads, "Teaching Opportunity in Quito!"

I squint at the screen, wondering if my post-workout annoying pain in my shins is playing tricks on me. Galo Arboleda, the Academic Director of the South American Language Centre in Quito, has somehow discovered my existence through my workaway account which was once created during a caffeine-fueled bout of wanderlust.

The email goes on to explain that they're in dire need of an English conversationalist in Quito, and my profile, unbeknownst to me, has the perfect blend of linguistic prowess and nomadic charm. Galo, the husky, tilts his head, as if sensing the gravity of the situation unraveling in my own crane.

"Could this be it?" I wonder aloud, half expecting Galo the husky to respond with a bark of approval. Instead, he gives me a nonchalant look, clearly unimpressed by the sudden turn of events.

As I consider the possibilities—teaching English in the vibrant city of Quito, surrounded by the majestic Andes—I realize that sometimes, life's most unexpected invitations come from the most unexpected sources. So, with Galo the husky's lazy nod of approval, I decide to pack my bags, bid farewell to my good-ol' friend Massimo Formby, and embark on a new chapter of my nomadic journey.

Little did I know that this whimsical invitation from Galo would become a tale to chuckle about whenever someone asks, "How did you end up in Quito, anyway?"