The main method of public transport here in Bogotà is the articulated bus system called the Transmilenio. Most people here will tell you that it is a terrible system and that they hate to use it. In reality the problem is not the bus system but the passengers. The inhabitants of Bogotà are known as Rolos. The feature that is most striking of the Rolos is not so much that they are bad mannered but more that they have no concept of manners or of how to relate to other people.
Bogotà should be a hot destination for students of psychology and sociology. If you consider the situation from a statistical point of view then there are outliers in the population who demonstrate a social awareness, however the vast majority that fall into the 90th percentile demonstrate a miraculous level of social selfishness.
Since the Spanish arrived to populate South America some three hundred years ago there seems to have been little or no development of social skills in the Rolos. It is difficult to describe the manifestation of this with sufficient clarity. It is almost an endemic form of sociopathy.
Back to the Transmilenio then for an example. When waiting for the next bus the people will form something that bears an almost passing resemblance to a queue. If you study this huddle carefully you can make out the odd configuration that almost passes for a line, although later arrivers will join the huddle at any point that suits them even moving directly to the front. You can sense a rising anxiety at the anticipated arrival of the next bus with heads craning to gain the first glimpse of the bus. As the bus arrives there is an immediate increase in pushing and josstling for position. Rolos suffer an exaggerated fear of the possibility that they may have to stand up on their own two feet while on the bus. You can hear the breathing rate increase and hearts begin to race as the Rolos begin to consider that soneone else in front of them may gain possession of the seating that they themselves desire. Once the bus does arrive and the doors open then any remaining resemblance of an orderly line evaporates as the crowd scramble through the dorrs like bulls through a gate. This is compounded by the fact that if any of the front runners perceive that they may not get a seat on this bus they will stop still and erect in front of the doors to reserve their plce for the next bus. The clear demonstration of their selfishness is that they will actively try to stop anyone passing them to board the bus in case they were mistaken and someone else actually does manage to get a seat.
Get away from the Transmilenio and you will encounter the same disregard for other people in every aspect of life. In the workplace it is difficult to perform any kind of workforce planning as Rolos do not arrive at work regularly. When they do come it is almost always late and once they begin to work (and I do use the expression loosely) their main preocupation is the avoidance of work. Diligence is not the order of the day.
One of my later blog postings will relate to the Britsh lack of recognition of the life enjoyed in the UK.
This blog started out as a record of my first visit to Colombia, in fact to any country in South America. This wasn't just a holiday, it was an adventure! What a great way to enjoy the break between football seasons, as well as watch the World Cup in another country. As it turns out I wouldn't start another season in England but rather a new life in Colombia.
Sunday, 26 February 2012
Thursday, 19 May 2011
OK, I'm back!
At long last! After five months of working for a pittance here in Bogotá things are starting to pick up. I am working for a company called Convergys. I will complete training on June 5th and progress into production thereafter. I am actually working for less money at the moment because we are not able to work overtime but I have two distinctly bright horizons. Promotion is a real possibility here as the company is still growing. I am also enquiring into migrating my pensions here to Colombia which will be a big step forward. With either hope being realised I'll be able to afford to get an apartment here and bring my family back together again....happy days!
Congratulations to all the boys back at Wycombe Wanderers! Great season and it's brilliant to see you all get the promotion. My colleagues are all following the progress of the Blues and also of the Hatters as they prepare to meet AFC Wimbledon in the play-off final for promotion back in to the League.
I bought a mobile dongle this week so have access to the internet once more so I'll be updating this blog once again. Take care and best wishes to all.
Congratulations to all the boys back at Wycombe Wanderers! Great season and it's brilliant to see you all get the promotion. My colleagues are all following the progress of the Blues and also of the Hatters as they prepare to meet AFC Wimbledon in the play-off final for promotion back in to the League.
I bought a mobile dongle this week so have access to the internet once more so I'll be updating this blog once again. Take care and best wishes to all.
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
The hunt begins
After all the waiting, after all of the worrying, at long last I picked up my cédula extrajería (National ID card) yesterday after receiving my visa two weeks ago. So,I can start looking for work! I finished translating my CV into Spanish about two minutes ago so will be heading into town on Shanksie's pony (on foot) tomorrow to spread the word......."Yes, I am available for interview" and "Don't call me gringo!".
What a strain having to go so long without working, especially since there is no form of benefit system here. If you ain't working then go and starve! Hopefully things will move quickly from here and we can start to lead a normal life. Better get started looking through the classifieds in the paper then. More to follow.
What a strain having to go so long without working, especially since there is no form of benefit system here. If you ain't working then go and starve! Hopefully things will move quickly from here and we can start to lead a normal life. Better get started looking through the classifieds in the paper then. More to follow.
Tuesday, 14 December 2010
OK, someone please explain this one to me!
At long last it´s celebration time because I have my visa. Alright it isn´t the conjugal visa I applied for but a temporal visa. I have to renew every year upto a maximum of three years and can now work once I have my cédula. This is the bit I need explained. I can work in any profession................but not in a professional for which I am qualified!
I checked the expressions on the faces of everyone in the room but couldn´t detect even the faintest sign of a grin although I am sure they were laughing underneath. I have checked with others who received their visas and they were all told the same. Interesting times ahead then.
I checked the expressions on the faces of everyone in the room but couldn´t detect even the faintest sign of a grin although I am sure they were laughing underneath. I have checked with others who received their visas and they were all told the same. Interesting times ahead then.
Monday, 13 December 2010
Hot off the press
I am in Bogotá with my wife and in the morning we will leave at seven o´clock to go to the Ministerio de Relaciones Exteriores. In a nutshell we have gambled everything on one last throw of the dice. My tourist visa expires on Wednesday and I cannot renew it again for six months after that. I have in my possession yet more documents that the ministry have requested and have borrowed the money to get to Bogotá to request a personal interview tomorrow to try to resolve everything, yet I don´t have the money for us to go home.
Tomorrow could be a great day or possibly the end of the road for this little chapter of my life. It´s never easy for a couple to live apart amd six months apart in different continents does through an extra fly into the ointment. Emotionally I feel dead. I feel nothing as I´ve just been absolutely worn down by the whole process. Here´s hoping the Colombian government can do something to raise my spirits tomorrow. More to follow............
Tomorrow could be a great day or possibly the end of the road for this little chapter of my life. It´s never easy for a couple to live apart amd six months apart in different continents does through an extra fly into the ointment. Emotionally I feel dead. I feel nothing as I´ve just been absolutely worn down by the whole process. Here´s hoping the Colombian government can do something to raise my spirits tomorrow. More to follow............
Sunday, 14 November 2010
Taking the lead
At last I am in front. I have found out who my real friends are, the people I can rely on in a crisis. It has been difficult not being able to earn money here and having to reply on people sending money to help me get by. I am really grateful to everyone who has helped but it has been a case of running to stand still. Every time I have received money I have always asked for just enough to apply for my visa then something has cropped up to drain a little away and not enough is not enough. At last I have taken my own steps in trying to sell my laptop and phone but couldn't raise enough so have hocked the wedding rings. I have enough now so will be going back to DAS on Tuesday (Monday is a festival day so nothing is open) to get my renewed tourist visa stamped in my passport then I can send everything to Bogotá for my conjugal visa. I am hoping I will get the visa back in around a week.....more to follow on that one although nothing seems to go as I anticipate here. I'm glad to have all the money I need at last but am absolutely gutted to have pawned the rings. I can't stop looking at my bare ring finger. For me it's symbolic of my promise as a husband, wearing the ring is a display of my commitment to honour my vows. Still, once I have my conjugal visa I should be allowed to find a job a pay to recover the rings.
It'll be so good to work again, to be able to earn my crust especially with Xmas just around the corner and with Cecy's birthday hot on the heels of the New Year. We've had to deal with a couple of flies in the ointment but have come out the other side as an even stronger couple. We're as good as we have ever been and life with her at the moment is superb. It could be even better though soon. Another benefit of finding work is that we'll be able to start looking for our own home. What bliss to be able to come home from work to my gorgeous wife, to my family in our home.
Coffee Ban
Cecy is of the opinion that I drink too much coffee. Perhaps she should have known me in England! Too much here is three small cups in the same day and I'm living in Colombia. I didn't expect this. True the coffee is a little stronger here. Her sister brings it from her ranch in the mountains every week freshly dried and ground. I don't know what she would have made of my coffee consumption in the old country. But then there are a few quaint traits here. I have seen electricians installing wiring with only their bare teeth and a dining knife. The top morning and Saturday night television shows are like kids shows in England. Guys dressed as women, adults dressed in kis clothes with exaggerated freckles drawn on their faces, clothes like clowns (trousers and ties too short, waists to high. You know what I mean, real pantomime stuff) and stupid voices. The things is the adults here lap it up. A fart noise can be used on a programme 100 times and everyone will still have tears of laughter in their eyes the 100th time. Humour here has NO sophistication. There is absolutely no need for comic timing or wit, in fact I think it would be lost on the Vallenatos (natives of Valledupar). In everyday things too. Tania Vanesa needed to make a lamp from a totumo (a type of fruit here) for a school project and as I explained the best way to do it (as a qualified electronics technician and former electrician) I was overruled on the.....
Wycombe Wanderers
Good to see the boys doing well and still on target for promotion this season! What has come over Kevin "goal a game" Betsy by the way? If one or two others join in and he keeps the run going then what a good season there is in store for the Blues. All the best there everyone!
It'll be so good to work again, to be able to earn my crust especially with Xmas just around the corner and with Cecy's birthday hot on the heels of the New Year. We've had to deal with a couple of flies in the ointment but have come out the other side as an even stronger couple. We're as good as we have ever been and life with her at the moment is superb. It could be even better though soon. Another benefit of finding work is that we'll be able to start looking for our own home. What bliss to be able to come home from work to my gorgeous wife, to my family in our home.
Coffee Ban
Cecy is of the opinion that I drink too much coffee. Perhaps she should have known me in England! Too much here is three small cups in the same day and I'm living in Colombia. I didn't expect this. True the coffee is a little stronger here. Her sister brings it from her ranch in the mountains every week freshly dried and ground. I don't know what she would have made of my coffee consumption in the old country. But then there are a few quaint traits here. I have seen electricians installing wiring with only their bare teeth and a dining knife. The top morning and Saturday night television shows are like kids shows in England. Guys dressed as women, adults dressed in kis clothes with exaggerated freckles drawn on their faces, clothes like clowns (trousers and ties too short, waists to high. You know what I mean, real pantomime stuff) and stupid voices. The things is the adults here lap it up. A fart noise can be used on a programme 100 times and everyone will still have tears of laughter in their eyes the 100th time. Humour here has NO sophistication. There is absolutely no need for comic timing or wit, in fact I think it would be lost on the Vallenatos (natives of Valledupar). In everyday things too. Tania Vanesa needed to make a lamp from a totumo (a type of fruit here) for a school project and as I explained the best way to do it (as a qualified electronics technician and former electrician) I was overruled on the.....
"but the village elders have always done it this way"....clause. Alright, a little but absolutely not much of an exaggeration. Time to teach everyone English methinks and to drag a little of my culture into their lives.
Wycombe Wanderers
Good to see the boys doing well and still on target for promotion this season! What has come over Kevin "goal a game" Betsy by the way? If one or two others join in and he keeps the run going then what a good season there is in store for the Blues. All the best there everyone!
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Visas
It's been a difficult few days.....or is it weeks? Cecy's dad cannot work (and has not been able to do so for some weeks) because he has a problem with his cédula (identity card), they have changed the cards to a new format and he hasn't updated his card yet and now it is no longer valid. He has applied for the new style card but the wheels of administration here turn slowly. That leaves me with the responsibility to support all of the family and I can't work yet. Consequently I have had to dip into the money for my trip to Bogotá for my conjugal visa which leaves me a little short but I am trying to work that out. However due to the delay my tourist visa has expired, so yesterday I had to visit the office of DAS (Departamento Administrivo de Seguridad) yesterday to try to extend my tourist visa. I have to pay a fine of 300,000COP and also a fee for the visa extension! I tried explaining that I am only seeking to get to Bogotá to solicit my visa conjuge and that the fine deducts from my money for the visa. I am only trying to support my family here which they rewarded by confining me to the city limits here in Valledupar. I am not allowed to travel to Bogotá until they issue my renewed tourist visa. The clock is ticking. I have until December 3rd to get my visa or it's "Get the hell out of here!" time. I feel like I'm running to stand still.
It is the rainy season here and when it rains, it pours...............kind of appropriate in the circumstances!
It is the rainy season here and when it rains, it pours...............kind of appropriate in the circumstances!
Friday, 22 October 2010
Bogotá?
I'm still waiting to go! Still have some administrative things to take care of: getting documents apostilled etc so hopefully by the end of the month I'll be there. I'm taking a short breather from the pen pics while I think about my next subjects.
We're off to the swimming pool today. I'm going to see if I can teach my hydrophobic wife to have confidence in the water. We're going with the kids because once again they are not at school. I have to say that the social services are a lot more relaxed here than in England. They didn't go to school all last week nor on Monday this week. The youngest, Juan Felipe didn't go to school at all during the last school year. I think back to the trouble I had because I took my kids on holiday for a week in June a couple of years ago and the difference is striking!
Well, it's nearly the weekend so I'll catch up on the season here and bring a little scoop of life in the Colombian League (sponsored by Postobón which is the biggest Colombian soft-drinks company). Our team is Juniors from Barranquilla, the nearest league team to Valledupar. One oddity is that the Colombians cheer every goal in a match, even goals scored against them! What the f*@k??!!??
Off to the pool it is then, chaaaaaaaaooooooooo
We're off to the swimming pool today. I'm going to see if I can teach my hydrophobic wife to have confidence in the water. We're going with the kids because once again they are not at school. I have to say that the social services are a lot more relaxed here than in England. They didn't go to school all last week nor on Monday this week. The youngest, Juan Felipe didn't go to school at all during the last school year. I think back to the trouble I had because I took my kids on holiday for a week in June a couple of years ago and the difference is striking!
Well, it's nearly the weekend so I'll catch up on the season here and bring a little scoop of life in the Colombian League (sponsored by Postobón which is the biggest Colombian soft-drinks company). Our team is Juniors from Barranquilla, the nearest league team to Valledupar. One oddity is that the Colombians cheer every goal in a match, even goals scored against them! What the f*@k??!!??
Off to the pool it is then, chaaaaaaaaooooooooo
Sunday, 17 October 2010
Comments
I have mentioned previously that I never get any comments left to my posts so I wonder if it is worth continuing. So, I thought to myself, what could I do to encourage a comment or two? How about some pen pics? Let's see.
First up Leon Johnson
The self-proclaimed "Wolverine" of the Wycombe Wanderers squad. He's been unlucky to suffer a few injuries but manages to recover in good time to return to the squad. What I'd like to know is this: if he is the "Wolverine" then why did he star alongside John Travolta in "Get Shorty" instead of taking a role in one of the "X-Men" films? It is also no secret that he is taking a Business course so gets away early every Wednesday to attend so will we soon be treated to the image of a suit wearing Johnno behind his desk in some fancy office?
Next up: Matt Bloomfield
Matt "I never get tired of running" Bloomfield. Read it in the match reports about the energy in the midfield for Wycombe this season. Alright he shares the job with Monty (Coming soon to a blog near you) but his energy has been a feature of Wycombe sides for almost seven years. Also, in common with Johnno, he is no stranger to the big screen. I'll be checking out three of these films this week on tv here. It's a bit of a "Blooms" season on the film channels.
First up Leon Johnson
The self-proclaimed "Wolverine" of the Wycombe Wanderers squad. He's been unlucky to suffer a few injuries but manages to recover in good time to return to the squad. What I'd like to know is this: if he is the "Wolverine" then why did he star alongside John Travolta in "Get Shorty" instead of taking a role in one of the "X-Men" films? It is also no secret that he is taking a Business course so gets away early every Wednesday to attend so will we soon be treated to the image of a suit wearing Johnno behind his desk in some fancy office?
Next up: Matt Bloomfield
Matt "I never get tired of running" Bloomfield. Read it in the match reports about the energy in the midfield for Wycombe this season. Alright he shares the job with Monty (Coming soon to a blog near you) but his energy has been a feature of Wycombe sides for almost seven years. Also, in common with Johnno, he is no stranger to the big screen. I'll be checking out three of these films this week on tv here. It's a bit of a "Blooms" season on the film channels.
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| As Jason Bourne |
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| At the End of Season Awards |
Bogotá to Valledupar (a little late in the day but here it is)
I booked my flight to Valledupar in the airport at Bogotá, so much cheaper than booking in the UK. Trouble was that it would not leave until lunchtime the next day so I had sixteen hours to kill in the airport. There are no baggage lockers so I had to sit with my bags and I wasn't going to risk my bags being pilfered while I slept so it meant another night without sleep.
First things first I decided to eat, so off to the pizza parlour for me. I called Cecy to let her know what was going on but had hardly any life left in the battery. She was trying to give me the address for her sister so I could stay there for the night but I couldn't understand her very well over the phone. In the middle of trying to explain to her that it would be better to text me the address, while she was insisting that it was quicker over the phone the battery died. At least I still had my pizza and a beer. What I didn't have was a charger for my phone or at least no charger that I could use with the sockets in the airport. For the rest of the night I spent a lot of time wandering up and down with my bags to stay awake interspersed with the odd cup of coffee in Juan Valdez. It seemed to take forever for the sun to rise but I loved the symbolism. This was the dawn of a new life for me. How would it go? I knew the concerns of all my family and friends and of course I felt them as well but I believed in Cecy, I believed in us. For me this was an adventure well worth taking. There is always risk in life but this was one I felt was worth it. True! I was leaving everything behind, everything I had ever worked for. I was leaving my sons, my friends and an excellent job. I was going to miss the banter. But this was better than a lottery ticket, the prize was much greater and the chance of winning was incredibly good. I was returning to my fiancée and I had already tasted life with her. Oh yeah! This was worth any risk.
Progress the next morning. I managed to buy a Sony Ericsson charger so I had the phone back to life before boarding the plane to Valledupar. The luggage that had been left in Venezuela would be in Valledupar to greet me (so I was told). The sun rose about five o'clock so I had what seemed like an eternal wait to fly the last leg of my journey but eventually the plane was ready and we were off to Valledupar, if a little late. At last I had the solice of an English style beer before boarding in a bar called BBC (which they claim to be their trademark), the Bogotá Beer Company.
We landed in Valledupar about an hour late. While waiting to collect my bags I was scanning for Cecy in the arrivals lounge........and then there she was. Cecy and the kids there to greet me, to welcome me home. The colombian flags were out when we arrived home so it felt like a real occasion. Here I was, home. Time to start preparing for the wedding!
| Pizza and a glass of Águila en aeropuerto El Dorado |
Progress the next morning. I managed to buy a Sony Ericsson charger so I had the phone back to life before boarding the plane to Valledupar. The luggage that had been left in Venezuela would be in Valledupar to greet me (so I was told). The sun rose about five o'clock so I had what seemed like an eternal wait to fly the last leg of my journey but eventually the plane was ready and we were off to Valledupar, if a little late. At last I had the solice of an English style beer before boarding in a bar called BBC (which they claim to be their trademark), the Bogotá Beer Company.
We landed in Valledupar about an hour late. While waiting to collect my bags I was scanning for Cecy in the arrivals lounge........and then there she was. Cecy and the kids there to greet me, to welcome me home. The colombian flags were out when we arrived home so it felt like a real occasion. Here I was, home. Time to start preparing for the wedding!
What Juan Felipe likes
Perhaps I should say what he's good at. He has an encyclopaedic knowledge of dinosaurs so he really enjoyed the day that the dinosaurs came to town. They had a display in the shopping centre, la zona comercial Guatapurí.
Saturday, 16 October 2010
Everything is great!
What a storm we had yesterday! We went to the library with the kids to help Vanesa with her homework.......in human biology; immunology and locomotion. Errrrrrrrrrrm, what!? Didn't I study that for twenty years up to university level? We left the library soon after I started answering all of the questions as soon as they asked them. What were they thinking? Would we have gone to the library to check out questions on cars if I was a mechanic? There are times when females completely mystify me. Having said that it was great to get out of the house together. An extra added bonus was that after weeks of hot weather which Cecy finds intolerable, especially strong sunshine, it was cold (in relative terms). You didn't need to be Mark White (the chef at WWFC training ground) to see that a storm was coming. The sky was black and the palms were blowing all over the place. It was a really refreshing day.
We got home just in time though because taxis don't operate when it's raining. Yes, that's right. You can only call a taxi when the weather is fine because the roads flood when it rains! Anyway, shortly after getting home the heavens opened, with a vengeance. The storm was directly overhead, how the hell did it get past the mountains? We are surrounded on all sides. There were a few screams as the bolts of lightning cracked down into the barrio but the girls were able to comfort me ;-D In fact I was watching a DVD by myself in the bedroom when I got the call to action. The rain had flooded the backyard and was nor running into the house. Action time! Shirt off I ran into the patio to check out the drain. It was blocked. OK, I was gonna have to reach in to see what the blockage was, hoping that it wasn't a snake. Good news? Yeah, it was a flip-flop! So a little drama for a change, actually a welcome relief.
Another bonus for the day was the chance to snap a couple more pictures. It's really difficult to get a picture of the wife these days as she's always critical of her photos. Another aspect of females I can't comprehend. When I spend all day every day telling how beautiful she is to me, why does she always think she looks ugly in her photos? Judge for yourself but I won't change my opinion.
We all went to the Zona Comerciál Guatapurí a couple of days ago, the main shopping centre. It was just to get out of the house for a change once again, ice-creams for the kids (and they do have some great flavours here) and for me?.....What else but a cup of coffee in Juan Valdéz! Cecy fancied some grapes so we went to Carrefour but couldn't find any! What?!?!?! As it happens there were grapes but they were the wrong type. I can't tell you the names of all the fruits in the store, I'm still trying to get used to them myself although there is once that's seems to have been named after that song on Sesame Street...it's a Guanabaná.
It killed me to see all the Xmas stuff in the store. I don't think I'll be able to start working until just after Xmas so I know it's going to be guilt central for me, not to mention that it is Cecy's birthday in January. Way to make a good first impression eh? Bollocks up Xmas and her first birthday together. Man! Am I going to have some making up to do once I start working.
| Con mi diosa, qué linda |
Another bonus for the day was the chance to snap a couple more pictures. It's really difficult to get a picture of the wife these days as she's always critical of her photos. Another aspect of females I can't comprehend. When I spend all day every day telling how beautiful she is to me, why does she always think she looks ugly in her photos? Judge for yourself but I won't change my opinion.
| Cecy and Juan Felipe |
It killed me to see all the Xmas stuff in the store. I don't think I'll be able to start working until just after Xmas so I know it's going to be guilt central for me, not to mention that it is Cecy's birthday in January. Way to make a good first impression eh? Bollocks up Xmas and her first birthday together. Man! Am I going to have some making up to do once I start working.
Tuesday, 12 October 2010
Around the barrio
I took a few pics yesterday just to illustrate a little of our vecindad.
This is my seat in front of the house on the terrace. Hold old am I rocking away here? You just have to understand that the pace of life here is different, it's not very often that you will be told, "Apúrate!" or "hurry up" but you will often hear, "Tranquilo" or "Fresco" or "Cálmate". Obviously, all telling you to chill. It is also not unusually to get the hi-fi out front, next to the seat, to enter the max volume competition in the street each day. Neighbours here don't complain about noise, not even during the night, it's just accepted as a way of life.
The kids have a play area in the middle of the neighbourhood, bear in mind here we are only talking about five streets. There is a play area at one end for the younger kids, la cancha (pitch) in the middle for the daily games of football and a small chapel (la capilla) at the far end. Mass is at nine o'clock on Sundays!
This is my seat in front of the house on the terrace. Hold old am I rocking away here? You just have to understand that the pace of life here is different, it's not very often that you will be told, "Apúrate!" or "hurry up" but you will often hear, "Tranquilo" or "Fresco" or "Cálmate". Obviously, all telling you to chill. It is also not unusually to get the hi-fi out front, next to the seat, to enter the max volume competition in the street each day. Neighbours here don't complain about noise, not even during the night, it's just accepted as a way of life.
The kids have a play area in the middle of the neighbourhood, bear in mind here we are only talking about five streets. There is a play area at one end for the younger kids, la cancha (pitch) in the middle for the daily games of football and a small chapel (la capilla) at the far end. Mass is at nine o'clock on Sundays!
You can buy a house here for about £18,000 fully fitted. The picture here is of a house on a corner plot on our street. If you are prepared to do all of the work yourself then you can buy a 'casa negra' in this condition for £9,000 but you are basically just getting the concrete walls and plot. There is no first fix of plumbing or electrics yet.
Monday, 11 October 2010
Technical point
For learners of Spanish. When using direct object pronouns (los objetos de complemento directo) in Colombia don't use 'lo' to refer to 'él', like in Spain. Use 'le'.
Sunday, 10 October 2010
A little bit of England
I am sitting in the sun with mangos growing in the garden, palm trees lining the streets, an absolutely wonderful wife indoors and a great cup of coffee but I feel that there is just one little thing missing.............a little bit of England
Does anyone read this stuff?
I do post new stuff from time to time but does anyone actually read this stuff. I'm only wondering if there is any point in continuing? Please feel free to leave comments so that I know it is worthwhile writing theses things!
Thursday, 7 October 2010
The best advice!
Nickelback: "If today was your last day!" You need to click on this link to view it!
Start of a new day
I'm just waiting for mamá Mariela to make me breakfast, it's not really an option for men to make themselves anything. Also I'm waiting for Cecy to wake up but for the first time in a while though I'm not sat here with a stomach full of anxiety. I want to enjoy my life with my wife by my side and I'm not going to help that by looking backwards. I'm eating better, my appetite has returned. I'm sleeping better and feeling happier. When I say I'm sleeping better I mean that I do sleep longer now but there are slight obstacles. Juan Felipe suffers nightmares and has been accustomed to sleeping with his mum. I fell asleep early last night, Cecy was watching the telenovelas in another room. I awoke two or three times when she crept into the room for things so I wasn't sleeping deeply. I awoke again at 2 o'clock when Juan Fe came in to call his mum, she sleeps with him in his bed whenever he wants. I woke twice more when colleagues of police officers in our street arrived to pick them up, at 4 o'clock and at half past four. They park in front of the houses and just start hitting their car horns like Keith Moon on speed! Cecy and the kids got up at this point to get them ready for school, they leave at five-thirty. I woke up at six-thirty welcomed by a kiss and a smile. Doesn't sound like much, getting a kiss, but I got up feeling on top of the world. This could be a very good day. Optimism at last!
Wednesday, 6 October 2010
Relapse
Oops! I thought everything was over with but in typical female fashion she was just saving a little last twist of the knife. It's a tactics the ladies are good at just to keep you in your subservient place. A little bit of history then just to explain. I found out about something the wife had done and when I sifted through my options for possible responses, beating about the bush wasn't on the table. Instead then I opted for the full on assault choosing my favourite weapon for the battlefield in front of me: the lazer tipped, self guided tongue lashing. The confrontation was short lived but I left the room happy with myself that I had inflicted sufficient response to rule out the possibility of retaliation. I even felt I detected a slight blue haze and the smell of cordite in the air. I did however manage to resist the temptation to throw her a steely gaze and say, "I'll be back" in an Americanised German accent.
The trouble is that I had miscalculated. I hadn't reckoned on her use of psychological countermeasures and today I suffered a stealth retaliatory strike. We were watching a DVD together thinking we had pretty much restored diplomatic relations when she hit me with the, "You said some cruel things and you hurt me, and I haven't done anything wrong!" Shit! It was the barefaced denial response. There's not a lot you can do to justify you own actions when the opposition hasn't done anything wrong. I had more justification than the Americans in Iraq however as I had actually found her WMDs, that was the point of the argument. The problem was the proof in this case was painted in a colour that is invisible to her eyes so it isn't any use in the court of Shay and Cecy.
Never mind. I'm sure that everything will be right as rain again soon. I've switched to a new tactic these days. Now that I've recognised that it is impossible to win an argument through logic I've switched to the "run away" battle plan. It's more difficult to argue with me when I'm not in the house.
Personally I'm feeling much better. I still feel incredible sad at times during the day when I remember what she has done but in the face of having an impossible to win argument I think it is better just to try to forget everything. She is my wife. We are going to stay together (I really did consider coming back to England), and the truth is I love her very, very much. I know under her hurt at the moment, she loves me just as much. I think to try to win the argument at the moment would be like choosing not to open my parachute because I'm enjoying the free-fall so much. I'd much rather pull the rip cord and meet my beautiful wife safely to spend the rest of our lives together.
The trouble is that I had miscalculated. I hadn't reckoned on her use of psychological countermeasures and today I suffered a stealth retaliatory strike. We were watching a DVD together thinking we had pretty much restored diplomatic relations when she hit me with the, "You said some cruel things and you hurt me, and I haven't done anything wrong!" Shit! It was the barefaced denial response. There's not a lot you can do to justify you own actions when the opposition hasn't done anything wrong. I had more justification than the Americans in Iraq however as I had actually found her WMDs, that was the point of the argument. The problem was the proof in this case was painted in a colour that is invisible to her eyes so it isn't any use in the court of Shay and Cecy.
Never mind. I'm sure that everything will be right as rain again soon. I've switched to a new tactic these days. Now that I've recognised that it is impossible to win an argument through logic I've switched to the "run away" battle plan. It's more difficult to argue with me when I'm not in the house.
Personally I'm feeling much better. I still feel incredible sad at times during the day when I remember what she has done but in the face of having an impossible to win argument I think it is better just to try to forget everything. She is my wife. We are going to stay together (I really did consider coming back to England), and the truth is I love her very, very much. I know under her hurt at the moment, she loves me just as much. I think to try to win the argument at the moment would be like choosing not to open my parachute because I'm enjoying the free-fall so much. I'd much rather pull the rip cord and meet my beautiful wife safely to spend the rest of our lives together.
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