We are now entrenched in Colombia, day 6, 4 days of attempted brainwashing by Karen the polyglot. She has started thinking of ways to punish me when I translate what she says. Tomorrow may involve corporal punishment!! I suppose it’s fair as she has had to endure 12ish hours with me. I may be improving on some of my Spanish. I also have been getting some geography and math refreshers during my sessions.
Emily and I have not done well talking in Spanish together as of yet. More often than not I think of the Spanish after I already said something in English.
This morning we spent some time in the ocean. I did some isometric exercises in the water. They do not have any gyms close to where we are, they seem to be in the rich neighborhood. We do get a lot of walking in either to or from class, sometimes both.
After class this evening we took the Salsa class offered at the school. My talents lie more in my Elvis pelvis moves and should shimmy where my feet are more or less on the floor! Emily and I danced a little and then I started to dance with a gal that then tried to teach me how to dance. She was a good dancer when she danced with the instructor. Emily thinks we are capable of becoming great Salsa dancers. I think we will maybe have a chance at the dance where I just stand there and spin her!
On our way back to the apartment tonight I took a picture of part of one of the buildings along our route to and from school. They are working on this building when we go to class. The building look like it’s one of the better buildings but they don’t seem to concerned about having things plumb. Most the buildings here are the same type of block covered with concrete as we saw in Peru. Here though they are painted and have roofs on them since it does rain here.
For dinner we stopped at one of the neighborhood places. They seem to sell mostly chicken, roasted and broasted. Our dinners were very good and reasonably priced. It was dark when we left so I will have to get a photo tomorrow.
I would not want to work on a ambulance here. We have seem a few and they are usually stuck in traffic. It has to be very stressful for everyone in the ambulance and those waiting for one to arrive. The traffic here is extremely congested at times. During the rush hours it reminds me of Lima. The main drag that goes by our apartment building is like any major city down by the wall all the time and then only like that during the rush hours by us.
I think the people here are generally nice. Most of the people who we meet on the elevator or the street will offer a greeting. There doesn’t seem to be much of a delineation between the various shades of people. It seems like every group is mixed, I can’t think of any I have seen short of tourists that are all the same.
Traveling with Emily! 