I got up as usual about 8am.
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I watched the first hour or more of the Today show. Laura got up and
had a sandwich for breakfast. Go figure.
About 9:30 she walked me to a shoe
repair shop at Calle 33B #43A-29 where I dropped off my gym shoe and the owner said
it would be ready today at 3pm.
I walked with Laura a few blocks more towards the gym and
then said goodbye and headed to the internet café. There I went online to the US embassy and
“click here” again resulted in the same error message. Drats!
I’m going to check again later on Laura’s laptop. While there I printed a copy of the Authorization for the Release of Information
Under the Privacy Act form so I can request an official SS Benefits letter.
Back in the apt I filled out the form. I heard that mail here often doesn’t get
delivered unless it has a postal code on it.
I asked Teresa if she knew what it was and she said she didn’t. I did an internet search and it appears there
are different codes for different areas of Envigado. I thought we were in one area but Teresa
believes we are in another area. Anyway,
my area has two codes and I couldn’t find her area
on the list at all. I looked at our
bills that are delivered each month and they don’t have a code on them either
so maybe it isn’t that important. A few
minutes later I realized I left my USB drive at the internet café. Drat, I hate when I do that. I went back and it was closed. It was 12:45 by then and she was probably
closed for lunch. When I got to the
corner I saw I had 45 seconds or so before the pedestrian light would change to
green so I took that opportunity to check out a few of the local stores. There was a Bimbo (local brand of bread)
store, a liquor store, a bakery and another store selling empanadas and other
fried local snacks. I saw a young man
(twenties) with disheveled hair sitting alone.
He looked like a gringo so I asked him where he’s from. He said he’s from here. He said he knows he looks like a gringo but
he’s Colombian. I apologized and he
asked what he could help me with. I said
I was going to ask if I could help him with something. We both chuckled and I said goodbye. Walking back to the apt I started to feel a
little pain in my hip. I know old people
often experience hip problems which is why I hold back on those exercises that
might aggravate it.
Back at the apt I took half an Exedrin Migraine tablet for
my hip pain. I also filled out the form
for the embassy. Teresa was ready to go
to lunch. Today she wants to go to the
garage restaurant because she believes they are serving Bandeja Paisa – the
typical Colombian meal. Just as we were
about to leave she realized that Laura would come back from the gym and she
didn’t take her keys. Luckily we only
had to wait about 5 more minutes before she returned but it was obvious Teresa
was mad at her for not taking her keys.
On the walk down to the restaurant my hip was still a little
sore. On the way I saw 5 motorcycles
with PM decals parked outside that VIP home that the soldiers regularly are
guarding. You might be able to figure
out what PM stands for if I switch that to the English version – MP. Yes, I believe they are military police. At the restaurant Teresa found out that
Monday is the day for the meal she was looking forward to. Today we each got soup, salad, 2 good sized
pieces of pork in a nice sauce, a dab of mashed potatoes, a glass of fresh
juice and a small dessert that I’m pretty sure was rice pudding, all for 10,000
pesos (about $3.50).
On the walk back to the apt, about halfway up the hill, I
stopped and started laughing. Teresa
asked me what’s going on. I told her the
pain in my hip is gone but now I have a pain in my hamstring. Lol.
Back at the apt I took a 30-minute nap. I left the apt and went back to the internet
café. The lady there gave me my memory
drive and I asked if she wanted a tip (I don’t know the Spanish word for
reward). She said something about a man
finding it so I guess she thought it was fairer if I tipped him. The café was very busy so I left and walked a
block away where I had my completed form scanned into a pdf file and put on my
USB drive.
I walked a few more blocks to the shoe repair shop where I
picked up my repaired shoe for 4,000 pesos (about $1.25). That probably would have cost me $20 back in
the States. On the way back to the apt I
ran into Teresa and her mother on their way to where she was going to get a
pedicure.
Correction, tonight was the final of Desafio.
I watched a new episode of El Socio from 7 to 8pm and then World Series game 1 after
that. The Cleveland Indians beat the
Chicago Cubs 5-0.
T-shirt of the day: Madness party.