Sunday, June 6, 2021

Today is the 77^th anniversary of D-Day.

Last night I went to bed at 10:30, fell asleep quickly, got up once at 5:15, couldn’t fall back asleep, got up at 5:45, returned to bed at 6:30, finally fell asleep and woke/got up at 7:45.

At 8:15 I left for breakfast and ciclovia. I stopped for breakfast – scrambled eggs con hogao, 2 slices of lightly toasted bread and a café con leche for 16,600 pesos at De Lolita Frontera. I asked if they had any marmalada for the toast and she brought something that looked similar to butter.

I continued on to Starbucks (3,000 steps) where I had a small Café Mocha (9,500 pesos) for an hour on their outdoor patio. On my way back I stopped in Oviedo mall and they still have the used book exchange but a quick look didn’t reveal anything (other than a couple on investing) in English. On the way back to the apt I circled Otra Parte and noticed nine occupied tables. A block from our apt complex a woman literally in the middle of the street I was crossing asked me how to get to the high school. I told her how to get to Santa Teresita Collegio, she thanked me and I returned to the apt just after 11am.

Teresa left at 11:15 to pick up her mother and go to Mayorca mall where we will meet later for lunch.

I drew a game against Michael dropping my rating to 1519.

I left the apt at 12:30 and was surprised to see the street was wet so obviously we had a quick localized shower. After a short wait in the porteria I took a taxi to Mayorca arriving at 1pm. I was happy to see that they were in Parmessano instead of J&C Delicias because sometimes it’s nice to have something different. Teresa confided in me that she just walked into the restaurant thinking it’s J&C Delicias. 😊

I went next door to Cinemark where I found a longish line to get into the movies. I didn’t see A Quiet Place on the marquee, but I did see Nobody, which we are currently watching at home.

We left about 2:30, dropped MT off at her apt and returned to ours.

Teresa then took a nap for at least 2 hours.

A downpour started at 4:30 and lasted about 10 minutes.

Teresa beat me in parcheesi today 3 games to 2.

 

Johns Hopkins’ 7-day average of new daily infections and deaths has the US with 14,272 ð 14,123 ð 13,927 new cases and 414 ð 418 ð 436 new deaths.

Per Medellin Guru, as of yesterday Colombia has a total of 3,518,046 ð 3,547,017 ð 3,571,067 cases with 90,890 ð 91,422 ð 91,961 deaths.  Medellin has 310,257 ð 311,904 ð 313,193 cases, an increase of 1,290 from June 5^th to 6^th. Envigado has a total of 24,988 cases, an increase of 62 from June 5^th to 6^th.

 

Joke of the day

An Army Recruit from the Australian outback sends a letter home:

'Dear Mum & Dad,

I am well. Hope you are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin’ on the farm - tell them to get in quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don’t hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin’!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad, coz there’s lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing!

At brekky ya get cereal, fruit, and eggs but there’s no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don’t get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are dead because we’ve been on a ’route march’ - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!!

This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin’ - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a possum’s bum and it don’t move and it’s not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka show last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target! You don’t even load your own cartridges, they comes in little boxes, and ya don’t have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!

Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it’s not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster.

Turns out I’m not a bad boxer either and it looks like I’m the best the platoon’s got, and I’ve only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he’s 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I’m only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin’ wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.

I can’t complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how good it is.

Your loving daughter,

Sheila.'