Day Four in Antigua

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Day Four:

The next morning I awoke to bird noise and the sounds of a town

waking up and coming alive. The Senora started fixing breakfast

around 7:00 a.m. I got up and dressed and sat at the table and

she served me. She had a handful of eggs and it appeared that

she was going to make an omelet, or at least scrambled eggs with

chilies for me. I stopped her after she cracked the first egg

and explained that I preferred coffee and rolls. After breakfast

I brushed my teeth and left before either of my "brothers" woke up.

I was the first student to arrive at the Spanish School. I

waited and many (20 or so) other students came and were matched up
with their teachers. Finally, Mary Cano, the director called my

name and introduced me to Delila. She was a very pretty and

petite girl about 25 years old. We spent the morning more or

less just talking so she could assess my ability. I could

understand her almost perfectly and she was very patient with me

as well.

When lunchtime came, at 12:00 noon, school was dismissed and I

returned home. I wanted to have a run and then shower before

lunch but the water was off in the house, in fact in the entire

town! Seems the water department was working on the pump. I

just sat around and waited for "almorezo" the big lunchtime

meal. It was bean soup with a big lump of beef in the middle,

some rice and some bread.

I returned to school after a 10 minute rest on the bed and again

waited for the introduction to my new teacher. This time it was

a young boy. I think fresh from school judging from the 1995

class ring on his finger. This time things did not go so smooth.

I could not understand what this kid wanted me to do. He

insisted on counting down several rules of grammar and then

giving me examples and then asking for me to give him examples.

After doing this twice, he started asking me questions about a

previous trip in Guatemala, which was more pertinent because it

gave me a chance to practice the grammar. We had a coffee break

halfway through and I went to the store for a can of condensed

milk for my coffee and when I returned, we started the drill all

over again. Again a rough start.

I returned home and I really can't remember what I did. The next

day went pretty good. In the evening all three of us student

went into town for a beer. It was a pub of sorts, at least it

smelled like one. It was called Mancando. Dan and I had Mozas

on draft. A very dark and somewhat sweet beer and Hiro had a

Cubra Libre, a rum and coke. We actually were going to have

another but the barmaid never came back so we decided to try

another place.

Nothing struck our fancy on the walk home so we just went to the

little tienda about 5 doors down from our house. It seems

anyone can open a little tienda in the front room of their house.

Usually there is a metal-bar door where the front door is and you

sort of order through this fortress. It is kind of the Latin

American version of the corner market or 7-eleven. We ordered

three beers and drank them out front while we talked. Then we

just went home and went to our rooms.

The next week went by pretty much the same as the first day.

Sometimes Dan and I would go into town at night speaking in English

totally. Wednesday, my afternoon maestro and I went to Cerro de

la Cruz, or the Cross on the hill overlooking Antigua. Although

the guidebooks warned about frequent robberies on the hill, we

went, but I left everything at the school including my watch.

On Thursday afternoon we went to the traditional Mayan music

museo. I had been there before but wanted to see it again. On

Friday, I overheard a German girl say she was leaving. I was

interested if she was going to leave via the states to see if she

could drop a couple of postcards in the mailbox in America. She

said she wasn't actually leaving the country but her roommate,

and American was and he most likely do it and she would return

during my afternoon class and pick up my post cards for me. I

had to ask Carlos, my afternoon teacher to give me an hour or so

to write my postcards so I could get them done before she arrived

and Carlos agreed (like what else would he do?)

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