Friday, September 30, 2005
llueve todos los tardes
Every day at about 1:30 the sky clouds over to a dark grey, followed by a few crashes of thunder warning the last people on the streets to take cover and then the rain pours down. It does this for about an hour. Some here may call this la primavera, while others will tell you it is el invierno, and a few may even try to convince you it is el otoño. One thing is for certain, in this rainy season, it is definately not el verano.
We have begun to cook at our new house in an effort to go off the cookie diet. Despite making home cooked meals, forsaking cookies has become impossible. Yesterday, upon entering a small convenience store, the shopkeeper recognized me, and asked "quieren Uds. galletas?", as I had bought cookies there the day before. Today we made our first big cookie investment and bought a big bag of cookies.
On the otherhand, cooking also leads to many adventures. As I was chopping vegetables to make a sauce, the cook/cleaner/hired help in the apartment where we rent a room, walked in to declare "Cocinas? AY! no hay gas!" Apparently the gas container that fuels the stove had run out of gas. However, she quickly told me this wasnt a problem, because we could go over the our neighbor´s apartment (our house mom´s sister) to use her stove. As we walked over, hands full of pots and plates, I was greeted by Valentino, our new monkey friend, a few birds, geese and a dog. Soon we were cooking again. The hired friend let me know she was going to watch me to learn some new recipes. I guess they get tired of their daily lunch of meat, and rice. It wasnt long before this stove also ran out of gas. "No te preocupes!" she said, letting me know there was one more sister in the vicinity. Climbing three flights of narrow steps, through a small courtyard, we came to our final kitchen destination. Here I quickly melted cheese on the bread, and left before waiting to see what the next cooking catastrophe would be.
It is now pouring outside. The afternoon rain has become comforting. It calms the dusty streets, and offers an excuse to get in bed or relax for a while. From our back courtyard we can watch the rain fall over the city, green hills and mountains in the distance. Oddly the yellow grey sky, filled with angry clouds, over the green hills and old stone buildings is one of the most beautiful sites I have ever seen.
Hasta pronto!
señorita rebeca (as the girls in the orphanage call me)
We have begun to cook at our new house in an effort to go off the cookie diet. Despite making home cooked meals, forsaking cookies has become impossible. Yesterday, upon entering a small convenience store, the shopkeeper recognized me, and asked "quieren Uds. galletas?", as I had bought cookies there the day before. Today we made our first big cookie investment and bought a big bag of cookies.
On the otherhand, cooking also leads to many adventures. As I was chopping vegetables to make a sauce, the cook/cleaner/hired help in the apartment where we rent a room, walked in to declare "Cocinas? AY! no hay gas!" Apparently the gas container that fuels the stove had run out of gas. However, she quickly told me this wasnt a problem, because we could go over the our neighbor´s apartment (our house mom´s sister) to use her stove. As we walked over, hands full of pots and plates, I was greeted by Valentino, our new monkey friend, a few birds, geese and a dog. Soon we were cooking again. The hired friend let me know she was going to watch me to learn some new recipes. I guess they get tired of their daily lunch of meat, and rice. It wasnt long before this stove also ran out of gas. "No te preocupes!" she said, letting me know there was one more sister in the vicinity. Climbing three flights of narrow steps, through a small courtyard, we came to our final kitchen destination. Here I quickly melted cheese on the bread, and left before waiting to see what the next cooking catastrophe would be.
It is now pouring outside. The afternoon rain has become comforting. It calms the dusty streets, and offers an excuse to get in bed or relax for a while. From our back courtyard we can watch the rain fall over the city, green hills and mountains in the distance. Oddly the yellow grey sky, filled with angry clouds, over the green hills and old stone buildings is one of the most beautiful sites I have ever seen.
Hasta pronto!
señorita rebeca (as the girls in the orphanage call me)
// posted by Becca @ 2:02 PM 
