Not much to report today. I did laundry for the first time. It’s nice that Gloria has a washing machine here. It was also nice hanging things out in the breezy sunshine.
I cleaned my room and rearranged things a bit. Gloria took one of the beds out because her nephew is coming soon from Denver, and she needed it. This provides a lot more space for me. I also put a black bedspread over one of my windows, across from which is a glaring light post. I’m assuming that the neighbors think it is a good idea to keep crime at bay.
I spent just a little bit of time on my cards and a Spanish conversation class, which was cut short because I lost my Internet connection.
The bulk of the day was spent on the database work. I updated Chris McCall, the main programmer on this project. He has encouraged me to just have fun with it, and that is exactly what I’m doing. It appeals to the part of me that loves to play with technology. I told him I would get back to him in 10 days, when I plan to have finished the tutorial on Udemy.
And, I came up with this general schedule for the next couple of months:
Today was the official first day of my training for El Camino de Santiago de Compostela. I plan to start the last week in August 2022 and walk for about six weeks. Today Barb and I walked about nine miles around Boquete. These are just a few images from our walk.
So, now back home, the remainder of my day will be spent on the database and making cards.
One of the things I love doing here is making cards. I made my first one yesterday. I have an order to fill for my donations for the last church auction. I must make four sets of five cards. So, it will be fun to see how they turn. The one I made today was a separate project, a card for a friend who lost a friend.
Card for Joe
I had dinner last night at Kinnears. The other guests were Kathy Rutz, CathyAnne Schulte and Nancy Peterson. Wish I would have taken a photo. Joyce had a lovely cheese platter with blue and a goat cheese(?) with apricots as an appetizer. It was a great combination with CathyAnne’s focaccia, which is absolutely amazing. She brought one to me once last year when I was staying at Isla Verde. (She lived nearby.) We played Scrabble, drank wine, and I ate almost the entire focaccia. I tried really hard last night to share, but I think it is safe to say I had the healthiest portion. Joyce also made a broccoli salad with cranberries and nuts and a beef stroganoff. And, of course, she made dessert: a strawberry shortcake with a very unique type of shortcake. Kind of a pie-crust-shortcake mix. AND, fresh whipped cream – of course.
I spent a long time today working on learning Bubble, the new program being used by Boquete Health and Hospice. I think I mentioned earlier that I volunteer with this group. So, my latest technological challenge is learning how to create an app. Why not?! I’m going to give it two hours a day (as often as possible) for at least two weeks to see if I have the capacity to learn this. Also, as my wise friend, Patty, says, “If it’s not fun, fuck it!” Right now, it’s still fun.
Also, continuing with my lessons with Hola Spanish. My latest challenge is learning how to pronounce the “rr.” It is a tough one for me. I need to learn how to relax my tongue and speak at the same time. There is SO much tension in learning a new language, but this program normalizes that. I love the classes. The teacher, Brenda Romanello, is a perfect example, I think, of someone who has found their passion in life. She is one of the best teachers I have ever experienced.
Barb stopped over today. We talked about our plan for our walk tomorrow. I will call tomorrow, January 15, the official start of my training for the Camino, which I plan to do in the fall of 2022. It is one of the many gifts I plan to give myself for my 70th birthday. Stay tuned.
Gloria and Jon don’t know each other, and they likely never will. They represent for me the two extremes of political divisiveness here and everywhere. Gloria is my landlady and a liberal Democrat. Jon is a former landlord from Valle Escondido. I rented his basement apartment a couple of times in years past, which was beautiful.
My landlady, Gloria, preparing a pie as a thank-you gift for a neighbor. She is wearing her Slovenian grandmother’s apron.
And then there’s Jon. Early on, I connected, via WhatsApp, with Jon and neighbors in Valle Escondido, asking if they wanted to get together for a night out. Initially, everyone was in. Then I realized I forgot to add the new neighbor, Alex. Alex bought Adrianna and Charlie’s house in Valle Escondido a couple of years ago. Alex is across the street from Jon and next to Carmen and Emilio. (Last year, I spent two months at Adrianna and Charlie’s new place. ). Anyhow…when I apologized and added Alex to the group, all but Adrianna dropped out. What the…
So I contacted Jon. It went something like this:
“I have decided not to associate with people of socialist/communist view. I am tired of arguing with irrational idiots who know nothing of history. I have a lot of followers. At the same time lots of assholes of the progressive view looking to insult me. Looking to restrict my speech.”
I suggested then just me, Adrianna and Charlie.
“Good, four people. No fags. You a fag?”
“Not last time I checked.”
“Okay, then you can come. “
So, I’m walking up to Valle Escondido for lunch today. Should be lovely.
I had a very nice lunch today with Jon, Mimi, Rosa and Graciano. Jon made a wonderful linguini and sauce as well as a salad and garlic bread. It was nice seeing everyone again. I have discovered that my Spanish has improved. Mimi and Rosa are two of the very rare opportunities I have to speak Spanish here. Mimi is Jon’s cleaning person, and Rosa is his nurse. Rosa tended to Jon years ago after an experience with E. coli. Jon was in bad shape. Rosa saved him. They have a very strong bond, as he also has with Mimi and Graciano. They have quite a history. The people are Jon’s chosen family here, and they depend on each other. Rosa just graduated from nursing school, thanks to Jon’s financial support.
Mimi, Jon and Rosa
We missed Raoul today. Raoul was Jon’s neighbor. He became acutely ill about six months ago and was returned to the U.S. Today when I arrived, I asked Jon if he had heard anything about Raoul, as my last communication with him and his wife was just before I left home. Jon’s response: “Raoul…oh yeah, he’s dead.” Boing!!
Raoul and Carol (Forgot the neighbor kid’s name)
Raoul arrived in Panama a number of years ago with stage IV prostate cancer. He chose to forego treatment in the US and instead live out his remaining years in “paradise,” and that’s exactly what he did.
One back home today, I had time to spend working on my cards before the Dupies Zoom.
My original plan for today was to walk into town, run a couple of errands (I’m completely surrounded by no wine!) and then walk over to the Tuesday Market. Tuesday Market is a weekly open market of local and expat vendors. Here you will find the indigenous selling hand-woven bowls and pillows shams, Panamanians selling fresh produce and crafts, and expats selling all of the things that gringos can’t find in the local stores. The market has grown rapidly over the years (although it closed down during most of Covid). We’re all happy that it’s open again. It is an opportunity to socialize and connect with friends and neighbors, but we remain aware that it could close at any time.
This morning I received a message that the Liberal Spirituality Group was being cancelled because of Covid worries. I offered my Zoom account, but that didn’t go over well. So, we’ll have to see how that goes.
I say it wasn’t a “Tuesday Morning” kind of day because it was raining – at least in town. I live in Santa Lucia which is at a higher elevation than the town center and one of the drier of the five microclimates here. By the time I reached the bottom of Volcancito Road in front of the Information Center (a yesterday photo), still about a mile from the town center, it was coming down pretty good. So, I hailed a taxi, went into town, did a little taking-care-of-business, bought a bottle of wine, and hailed a taxi home.
Now, back home in Santa Lucia, it’s bright, sunny, dry and 73 degrees. So, I did a bit of BHH database work (learning a new program called Bubble) and then set up my painting table.
Setting Up My Panamanian Play Room
A Point of View
Tonight is Trivia night. I’m waiting for Nancy to pick me up.
Stone Cabins Veranda – Trivia Night
Trivia Night. Ginny on the left. Nancy on the right.
I love this word. It’s not in the dictionary. Just a bit of trivia: You may have noticed this word on a sign suspended above the area just beyond TSA at Mitchell Field. It’s where you put your shoes back on and put all your stuff back the way it was…after being discombobulated. I searched for this word one day and found that it is a jocular neologism utilized by one of the security managers. I can’t find the reference now, but I still love the word.
I finally feel like I am settled and back to my routine. First morning routine: coffee and calligraphy.
Morning Practice
I spent some time today meeting with Chris McCall, one of the Boquete Health & Hospice (BHH) volunteers. He was showing me how to use the new program (Bubble) he hopes we will ultimately choose to build the BHH database. I started working on the database last year while here using Excel, and I ran into snags, which neither I nor any of my geeky friends could solve. I was starting a search to find an Excel expert, and Chris thought that was a bad idea and suggested this program instead. After our meeting this morning my head is spinning. We’ll see. Bottom line: I love technology, and I love a challenge…IF it is fun. We’ll see.
I walked into town and back this morning. It’s way more of a walk than necessary or desirable on a daily basis. It just takes too long. It’s about seven miles round trip. I think I’ll try walking in and taking the bus back.
Here are a couple of shots from my morning excursion. The photo of the rainbow was taken a couple of days ago in the midst of bajareque, which is a very, very light rain shower. It is one of the things I found enchanting about Boquete when we first visited here in 2008. You cannot see bajareque unless you look up toward the sky, and then you can see what look like tiny insects flying about. Those are the raindrops. It is the lightest mist. I remember the first time it happened. I asked Dan if it was raining because I could feel the tingling on my skin, but I couldn’t see any rain. It is during bajareque that one can see many rainbows at the same time.
I had a lovely day today. Started out with a massage from Gloria, and then she prepared blueberry pancakes for us. Such a great way to start the day.
I then spent some time studying Spanish with the new online site I joined recently on Dan’s recommendation. It’s called Hola Spanish. It is by far the best online class I have encountered. They have both beginner and intermediate/advanced. And they are truly separate. Most of the classes I have taken recently are always a mix, and sometimes I want to poke my eyes out. Not with this class. The teachers are excellent and speak very clearly. Today the online lesson was practicing the “r” and the “R.” This is very challenging for most gringos because we have never been taught to use our tongues this way. These videos spent a lot of time showing exactly how to do this. Tonight is my first Zoom conversation class. I’m looking forward to it.
If you’re interested in the class, here’s the link (I just like inserting links now).:
I did not plan very far in advance to rent this apartment. I was originally booked at Isla Verde where I have stayed in the past in a beautiful little room called Sark. Sark is right next to the river. It has a lovely covered porch where I could sit and write and paint all day long, and no one could see me. I could also leave all of my things on the table all day and night without any worry. But Isla bumped me in order to allow the present renters to extend their stay until May. They offered me another room, but no other rooms there possess the perfection of Sark. I want the option of sitting outside.
Betty, one of my knitting friends here, suggested this apartment. She lived here for a couple of weeks years ago while she waited for her rental to become available. The owner, Gloria, became her friend, so I made the connection and was able to rent the room. It is not quite Sark, but It is only $450/month. Sark was $1100 month. Sark was right in the center of town near all the shops. Santa Lucia is located about three miles from town, which is a perfect walk. I had to buy a few kitchen supplies, but no big deal. Ideally, I would love to be able to return here. Whenever I have a challenge here, I repeat my mantra, “It’s only $450 a month.”
Gloria and I have hit a couple of minor snags, but we’re working it out. She is a sweet woman with a good heart, but I learned early on that she came from a family of 11, is now 75 years old and has made it this far in life on her own in her own way. I respect that.
Our latest snag this morning told me we would be fine. Gloria has the condition known as “electromagnetic hypersensitivity.” If you ever watched Better Call Saul, you might remember that Saul’s brother suffered with this condition. It is a sensitivity to all things electrical. Here’s a wiki link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Electromagnetic_hypersensitivity
Because of this condition, Gloria does not use a phone, television, computer…nothing. The Internet modem is located in a tiny room in her house. When I first arrived, she said she would turn it on at 7 a.m. and turn it off at 10 p.m. 10 p.m. turned out to be too late for her, and she changed it to 9 p.m. I thought I could live with that, but last night I was chatting with a friend, and I was cut off mid-sentence. It was not yet 9 p.m. I left a note on her door and asked if she would consider moving the modem to my room. I explained that it would be a win-win. It would be out of her environment, and I could access the Internet whenever I needed it. I told her I would be happy to pay for the rewire.
She came to the window this morning and apologized for the disruption in my chat and agreed that we could move the modem. Of course, we discovered it is not that easy, but she said that I could just come into her place at night and unplug it before I went to bed. Works for me! “It’s only $450/month.”
Barb took me on a hike this morning on one of Price Peterson’s fincas. A finca is the word used here for coffee plantation. Peterson has been here for many, many years and has purchased quite a bit of land. Much of the land is in conservancy, and a lot of it is used for dairy farming and growing coffee. The Peterson family provides employment, housing and income for many of the Ngöbe-Buglé, one of the indigenous populations of Panama. The Petersons have also built a beautiful library here, parks, and are now planning a performing arts center. I haven’t met them, but they are good friends of Barb and Murray’s, and they have granted them access to hike their many hectares of land.
Some of the videos here are from yesterday, but it doesn’t really matter.
I’m back in my room again. So, now I can finally unpack and get organized. I have reached my video upload limit, so I will post a video of my room tomorrow.
I have a lot coming up; I need to get organized. I’m feeling a bit discombobulated. I’m meeting with a spiritual discussion group on Thursday, which has opted to use the Soul Matters format from the Unitarian Universalist church at home. The group is called the Liberal Spiritual Group. I know, it sounds redundant, but one must be very clear about things here. I have a hospice meeting coming up (I’m a volunteer), Spanish lessons and calligraphy lessons. I also want to start working on making more cards. Three months to play.
Three great highlights of my day: My morning hike, my afternoon surprise call, and another great dinner with Barb and Murray.
Do the words “stroll” and “jungle” sound a bit incongruous to you? They did to me and made me laugh when Barb said it this morning, “We’re just going to go for a stroll in the jungle.” It was absolutely amazing. Here are some photos, thanks to my surprise caller who helped me install them in my blog.
Cows in the Pasture
Wildflowers
Wild Begonias
Every Rock Wants to be a Forest
Ancient Tree Trunk
Barb Collecting Samples
Togetherness
Well, that’s as far as I’m going to get today. And this is progress thanks to a very unexpected call from my friend Simon Karvelas in Greece. I was very pleasantly surprised when Simos called me today and said, “Christine, I see you are trying to set up a blog.” He had seen my attempts launched on Facebook. The operative word in the previous sentence is “trying.” He continued, “You forgot; setting up websites is one of my jobs.” Oh my, yes, I did forget, and here he was like an angel offering to help me. Simos spent a good two hours with me to help launch the blog at a much better level. I obviously have lots of room for improvement, but at least I was able to get a better grasp.
One thing I could not figure out this evening is how to post a video. That will be lesson number two from Simos. Stay tuned.
Had another lovely dinner with Murray and Barb this evening. We prepared ribs, but the “low and slow” prepping method suggested to me by my master-grilling friend, Tim Stasinoulias, doesn’t quite fit with the 7 p.m. bedtime of my hosts. So, the ribs are still prepping, and this evening we had instead shrimp with fettuccine and a parsley/almond pesto. Ribs tomorrow, at least for them. I’m not sure where I will be tomorrow. Stay tuned.
I marvel at the technology that made the experiences of this day possible. Out of “nowhere” I get a call from a friend across the globe offering me help. In seconds I receive cooking advice from a friend in another part of the world. I receive news of a very ill friend at home who is recovering beautifully from a sudden health challenge. I end the evening with a sweet-dreams call from my lovely husband. Thank you.
