So I get my goods and about 15 minutes later, I arrive at the front door and swear I see the housekeeper going out this side alleyway and cross the super busy street I live on. Are you effing kidding me?! I ring the doorbell over & over trying to convince myself that that could not possibly be the housekeeper. We had a plan! It was her. Bendeja.
There were mosquitoes eating me and it was dark and the cars were going by really fast and loudly and this old man walked by begging for money and my phone would not go thru to Dave’s and I was about to crap in my pants. This was when I started to cry & made my break for Berlitz. I ran in and begged for a toilet immediately. Esta una emergencia! POR FAVOR! They let me in. Thank God!
So for those who don’t know, in Oaxaca, there are old pipes and not much water pressure. Many bathrooms do not have toilet paper and more-often-than-not you are suppose to dispose of your tp in a waste basket- an open waste basket. Two thumbs waaaaay down. I felt so bad for the nice people of Berlitz. I was crying. Lo siento. Mi esta infirmo. (yes, I know that was not correct grammar. I didn't know at the time.) I returned to my post outside the front door of my casa and waited until my mom pulled up in her car about an hour later, let me inside, and smiled as I recounted my tale. I do not think she understood.
I had my Gatorade, cup of chicken noodle soup, and a cup of Picot- my new favorite thing, a better tasting Mexican alka seltzer. I went to sleep and hoped the roaches I saw outside would somehow be shielded from the open doors and windows. I miss Dave and Oaxaca sucks!
1 comment:
Annie,
Has everthing dried up? Love your sense of humor. Bubbles and I went to lunch yesterday @ Liberty Bar. we had a great time - went by Jenny's to see the progress on the renovation. They have made alot of progress, it's going to be a big improvement to an already a great house.
Give us an update. Take care of yourself and remember to wear your rubbers.
Love,
Dad
Bye Monkey Face.
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