The Rosetta Stone lessons can be tiring, especially when
they constantly tell you you’re mispronouncing everything – even easy words
like “adios”. I took a nap from 9am to
10am.
If that Philly Steak place is going to be open at all it
should definitely be on Saturday. I
checked all the bus routes I have and the new 195ii looks like it goes to and
from Avenida 80 and 2 blocks from the restaurant. The buses come every 15 minutes and using the
bus should save me about 8 blocks each way.
I think it’s worth a buck or two to save my now tired legs.
Once again it didn’t work the way I had hoped. I left the apartment about noon and got
delayed by John William. (BTW, his
uncle who named him was sure the American spelling was Jhon so that’s what it
became. He only found out later it was
incorrect but at least he figures he won’t be a victim of identify fraud. lol) We stopped at the corner snack shop and he
bought me a Pepsi. I learned the good
looking woman that lives in the apartment next to his office is named Olga but
is recently married. Finally about noon
I decided I should get going before I got really hungry.
I walked over to Avenida 80 and about 7 minutes later my bus
came by but I didn’t recognize it until it was already on top of me and by then
it was too late. At least now I knew it
didn’t look like the other buses – it’s small and green and says “Santa Lucia”
at the top and the route number – 195ii – is in small letters on the windshield. At that time it’s 12:07 so there should be
another one by about 12:22. At 12:25 I
saw my bus arrive across the street – going the other way. If that’s the same exact bus I missed then it
must be a 30 minute round trip route and if there isn’t another bus on the
route then I should catch that same bus about 12:37 and that’s exactly what
happened. On the route it turned a
little earlier than I thought it would and I got dropped off a couple of blocks
further west than I had hoped. I saw
another 195ii bus sitting on the side of the road there so maybe it broke down.
I ended up still walking about 10 blocks
to get to Philly Steaks. (On the way I
walked by a barber shop where 2 guys were playing a game of chess outside on
the porch.) At least this time they were
open. I was the only customer. There were 2 guys who didn’t speak English working
the place – the owner wasn’t there. I
ordered the ½ portion of their classic Philly Steak sandwich for 13mil ($7.22)
and a Pepsi for 2,700 ($1.50). The ½ order
was huge – it was actually a sandwich cut in half so that each half was still
about 9 inches long but it was tasty. I
ate half of it and asked for the other half to go. I learned they didn’t open until 1pm
yesterday but they opened at 10am today.
I left and walked back to Laureles Mall where I studied my chess course
until about 5pm. (On the way back I gave
the other half of my sandwich to a homeless man I saw just outside Viva.) Since I had a late lunch about 2pm I went to
Viva and had cole slaw for 4,600 ($2.56) and corn on the cob for 5,600 ($3.11)
at Frisby. I also bought a bag of milk 1520
(84 cents) at Exito and had a bowl of cereal with my medicine.
I saw Jhon on the way back to the apartment and chatted with
him and one of his students, Diego, for a bit.
I told Jhon I would buy him lunch at Philly Steaks next time he had a
couple of hours free.
Now I’m watching the Chicago Blackhawks play the Boston
Bruins on NBC thanks to USTVNOW.
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