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category: School
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So I`m still not too cool for school.  I`m back to taking classes again.  There`s one verb tense called the subjuntivo that I have yet to learn.  It`s the most complicated tense in Spanish, but is necessary to learn if I`m really going to have a decent handle on the language.

Aura, mi maestra, has told me that she can teach it to me in 2 weeks if we really focus.  I`ve been told that its basically the kind of thing you can learn in a few weeks, but takes about a year or so to really understand.

I went with Marty and Carlos to Escipulas this weekend for a tour.  Escipulas is in the South-East corner of Guatemala and is a pilgrimage site for most of Central America.  There is a statue of Christ called “Cristo Negro” (Black Christ) that is said to have miraculous healing powers for people of faith.  This is taken very seriously.  Though I did not see it, there are people that enter into the church on their knees, make their way up to Christo Negro to pray, and then exit on their sore bloody knees. 

The group.  Its hard to see in this photo, but there were 52 of us.

The group. Its hard to see in this photo, but there were 52 of us.

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Año Santo.  250th Anniversary of the church.  This main entry door is never completely opened.  For this year alone it has been opened completely.  Pope Benedict has said that to walk through this door is a very holy act.

Año Santo. 250th Anniversary of the church. This main entry door is never completely opened. For this year alone it has been opened completely. Pope Benedict has said that to walk through this door is a very holy act.

We had just been to Escipulas two weeks ago during Semana Santa when my mother was here (had decided last minute to go there instead of Chemuc Shampey because of whether conditions).  It was good to go again to see it in a different way.   We went to a handful of services.  One was in a small chapel that is usually never open to the public, and another was during the main service in an elevated area that is very close to the Cristo Negro. 

Escipulas

Escipulas

People outside.  This photo doesn´t do justice to the amount of people that are are actually there on a daily basis.  It is packed.

People outside. This photo doesn´t do justice to the amount of people that are are actually there on a daily basis. It is packed.

I will load more pics of Escipulas once I have them available…

The town that the church is in is completely dependent on the existance of the church.  Without the church, I´m pretty sure there´d be no town.  Everybody is selling religious paraphanilia along with everything else that usually makes up a Guatlemalan mercado.   We were walking around and met this guy:

Fortune telling parakites.

Master of the fortune telling paraquets

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So the paraquet decided to pick three papelitos of advice for me, out of which I chose the yellow one.  I have to admit, I still do not exactly understand the elaborate prophecy that has been fortold.  Marty helped me clear it up a bit though and it is something along the lines of the fact that I will soon be recieving news that will not be good.  Fortunately, it also said that the news will not be bad either… just news.

So while climbing up the windy stretch of highway on the way home, the bus driver started to slow down and then pull over to the side of the road. 

Hmm

Hmm

Luckily, the bus driver was basically a mechanic too.  After about 15 minutes or so, he was able to fix the bus and we continued on.  We then drove for about 5 - 10 minutes more and pulled over again.  Repeat.  Then drove a bit more and then broke down again.  After the 3rd breakdown, people decided that we´d better get another bus.  We ended up getting many “microbuses” to drive us to the hotel we were eating at for lunch. 

Breakdown

Breakdown

Filing into the microbus

Filing into the microbus

Because it was a spur of the moment thing, our microbus driver didn´t have his transit papers.  We were then given a “free tour” through Chikimulas to retrieve the papers before going to the hotel. 

We then ate lunch and then hung out next to the pool for about 1.5 hours.  When the bus arrived, the bus driver was completely covered in grease but said that the bus was ready to go.  We then continued back to Guatemala city breakdown-free.  Luckily, this had not been at night, that would have been a completely different situation…

category: Problemas
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Magic Cream

Magic Cream

After doing some intense Semana Santa walking (/running to keep up with my mom) in the sun (with [tightjeans).  I seemed to have developed slight jock itch. 

I was not sure how to remedy the situation because my Spanish vocab does not include hygenic terminology that includes something of this specificity.  This being said, I felt that I could whether the storm and try to live with it. 

After a day or two, I finally decided that something needed to be done.  After walking by several pharmacies, I finally found an empty one with only guys behind the counter.   Having no other vocabulary at hand, I politely, and in the classiest way I could,  tried to present my situation.  I said (with a smirk) to one of the pharmicists, “So I`m not sure how to say it in Spanish, but do you have any medicine for when your balls itch?”.  All 5 of the guys behind the counter then proceeded to attempt keeping a straight face.  The majority of them then “went to look for the medicine” (while laughing) and came back with a little box in hand. 

I then proceeded to read the box.  Shampoo.  The box also included pictures of green cartoonish bugs.  “¿Este es si tu tienes animalitos? (This is if you have little animals/bugs?).  Everybody then started laughing again.  “Haha, no no no, glad I don`t have that problem…  No, cream, do you have any cream?”.  (Meanwhile, the guy doing the inventory on the computer was loving this). 

One of the guys returned with a box labeled “Magic Cream”.   “This will fix it”. 

We (my mom was there to witness this whole thing) then left with cream in hand and everybody laughing.   

Semana Santa…

category: Travel
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Want to feel 10 years younger?  Grow a beard for 3 months and then impulsively shave it off one night.

Photos to come….

So Marty had a birthday party on Sunday.

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The party was a good time.  Otto`s aunts and uncles took this as a perfect opportunity to sit down with the gringo and teach him a bunch of palabras malas.  They didn`t forget to throw in a few hand signs too…

categories: Uncategorized, Work
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So last weekend was a very good reminder that I still have a long way to go with Spanish.

There are a few things that one must know before I tell the story.   There are 2 families involved in this story:  (1) Ana Lucia`s family and (2) Otto`s family.  Ana Lucia is the daughter of a friend of Marti`s.   She`s offered to show me around a bit.  The other important thing to know here is that my Spanish is exponentially worse when I`m on the phone (especially because there`s always a car or a motorcycle driving right next to your ear)…

So that being said…  Last weekend I was taking some site construction photos in Tono`s house.  I recieved a call from an unrecognized number, answered the call, and was told “Hola, soy Lucia”.  I said hi and said I was sorry for not calling her back during the week, I had been very busy with work in Guatemala City.  “I`m here with my family (followed by a few unrecognizable sentences in Spanish)  Do you want to meet for lunch? (more cryptic Spanish) ok, see you in 20 minutes, Adios”.  I was basically done with what I had to do so I figured it`d be good to meet for lunch.  After a little walking, I realized that I didn`t know exactly where the restaurant was so I called back Lucia.  Her mother answered.  I began talking to her and then randomly saw Daniel, a kid from the office.  I told Lucia`s mother that I`d just met my friend and that I`d call her back in a minute.  I talked to Daniel for a minute, said goodbye, and then called back Lucia`s mother.  After alot of repeating and talking really slowly, her mother was able to communicate what the name of the restaurant was, what it looked like, and what street it was on.  She said that they would meet me at the front door.

I went to the restaurant and waited outside.  While I was waiting, I saw some of Otto`s family walking down the street.  It was Robert, his parents, his wife Chinita, and their daughter Silvia Lucia.  I waved and they came over to talk.   I was really suprised to see them and asked them what they were doing in Antigua.  They said that they had just seen a show and asked if I was hungry.  I said thank you but I had just spoken to a friend of mine and was waiting for her, we were going to eat lunch.  They said “ok, next weekend then”.  I said ok and that it was good to see them.  I then got back to waiting.  After waiting for a good 20 - 30 minutes, I called back Lucia`s mother.  I wanted to make sure that I was waiting in the right place.  “We`re on our way back to Guatemala (followed by lots of Spanish) your friend (Spanish) lunch (Spanish) party at Marti`s next weekend (Spanish).  Completely confused, I said “ok, well sorry we couldn´t meet up this time, next time”.  “Ok” Lucia`s mother said “Adios”.

So at this point I was totally confused and a bit annoyed that Lucia`s family had taken off without giving me a call.  After wandering around and thinking really hard for about 20 minutes I came to the conclusion that maybe there weren`t two families involved, maybe there was only one…