Cuenca and the Ecuadorian Keith Moon.

Cuenca is a beautiful city in Ecuador, very charming and full of magestic architecture. The plazas and cathedrals are absolutely breath taking.

But my stay in Cuence was highlighted by my interaction with a brooding seventeen year old Ecuadorian boy who played the drums like he was having violent seizures.

We arrived at the bus station, tired and low in morale. So when we got approached by a friendly hostal owner at the station we figured that they price sounded fair enough and that we lacked any desire to go searching for a better place to stay.

When we arrived at the "hostal" we realized that we were actually staying in the spare room of this man's home. We had our own room by had to share the living areas including the bathroom with a family which included 3 teenage children. The youngest of which was a seventeen year old boy.

The children seemed unaware that their father was running a low budget Bed and Breakfast in their own home.

We were greeted with suspicios eyes and moody glances.

The youngest son was a typical seventeen year old boy, rude, sullen, a little akward. This little rock star was either hogging the computer due to his facebook addiction or letting off some steam on his drum kit.

If you asked to use the internet for a few minutos, or the bathroom or bothered him with questions about the town or the house he would seem extremely put out by your requests. Eventually he would begrudingly help you out or let you check your email and then a few minuted later you would hear him wailing on his drums so hard the house would shake. He would come out twenty minutes later like nothing had happened and carry on being a little prick. t was like clock work. He would become annoyed by the demands of sharing his house with foreigners and then go and wack the hell out of his drums.

He truly was an impressive drummer and he was so easily ruffled that it kind of made you want to piss him off. The reaction you got for any minor offense was twenty to thirty minutes of a wicked drum solo.
With the help of more enraging gringos the kid could have some real skills.