I think I have already disclosed that I am staying at my grandparents house
Most of the time its just me and the cat, Pingo. ( or “mish” is what I like to call him)
Sometimes I have my aunt or one of my uncles that comes to check up on me but for ninety percent of the time is just me and Mish. I think this solitude has depressed me recently because I am not able to interac
t as much with me fellow interns or the other volunteers at CIS (they live practically on the same block). I just need to find a way to get out and stop spending so much time with the cat.
Speaking of Mish, this is something that has surprised, I am generally not a cat person but now I don’t mind taking care of Mish HOWEVER I don’t let him climb on my lap or touch me i
n any way. He knows already I don’t like him touching me so he obediently watches t.v. next to me. Sometimes though I catch myself making little baby voices at him.
Some of the things that have surprised me about El Salvador is the astounding heat. I can't believe how friggin hot it gets here. I have a belief that I suffer from hyperhidrosis or sweaty face like Vivian likes to call it but as Ritha (my fellow intern) pointed out that I only perspire when outside in the sun but if I indeed have hyperhidrosis I would have sweaty face all the time. So in conclusion I am just a hypochondriac.
Speaking of extremely hot weather, I cannot imagine ever wearing make up here. But to my surprise every morning I see women all done up and through out the day I see women re-applying their make up. What amazes me is that they do it on the bus, the very same buses that you have to hold on to your life because otherwise you will end up rolling around in the aisle or hitting your head against the ceiling.
One thing that I love though is the city's fixation with the 80's. I love going on the bus and having 80's tunes blasting and looking at the women with their 80's make up. CLASSSIKKKK!! This morning actually I was listening to AHA....it made my day.
Crossing the street here can be quite dangerous. For example in Canada the pedestrians have the right of way here the cars/buses/microbuses/ have the right of way. For me however crossing the street depends on what I am wearing...you see if I am wearing a dress or a skirt I will automatically have the right of way. I know it sounds absurd but its true.
Click below for my album, I have more picture but there is a shortage of computers at my placement. I haven´t been able to upload all of them.
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| Yenny's Odyssey in El Salvador 2009 |
I keep saying someone should write a book about crossing the street around the world. There could be a whole chapter on what you wear and possibly the length of your skirt providing you more or less right of way.
ReplyDeleteYour reflections are really good and quite amusing. Definitely get out there and stop hanging out with a cat you don't particularly like.
"take on me..."
ReplyDeleteDo not touch that cat, but share your love with it. In Guatemala, there was a cat similar to that one but some locals decided it would be funny to lock it in a bag and just let it die.