The final details

And so we come to the final installment...

It was Saturday, I'd had a tiring and sometimes frustrating week. No matter what I did I couldn't get the internet to work. The information they sent through was meaningless (and missing in a few vital details). Luckily N at work was my go-to woman. All I had to do was ask her and she phoned the internet company. Eventually we worked out that I had to phone them to get the username and password. So I did... and got someone who said he didn't speak any English although he was able to tell me to call again "in the morning". Now that doesn't sound much to you but to an English teacher it says a lot. They don't use the same preposition (in) in Spanish so if he really didn't speak any English he'd probably just said 'morning'. It was extremely frustrating, knowing I was so close and yet so far.

Anyway, I phoned back again on Saturday morning and, praise be, got to speak to Sebastian Cris who said he didn't speak much English but was able to guide me through the whole process (and it took some time) extremely well. His English was good, he was very patient, staying on the phone when he could have asked me to call back and even finishing off the process from his end when it was taking too long at mine. I wanted to go down the telephone line and hug him. I love this man (and I know next to nothing about him) and cook for him and clean his house (ok I exaggerate a little but it was such a refreshing change to get good service here). The service has been a little dodgy and I can't guarentee it'll work to order but at least something is happening.

Finally, happy with being reconnected to the world, I went and had my hair cut. A woman washed it and gave me a vigorous head massage, then Daniel cut it (all the time telling me I was beautiful) and lastly another man blow dried it. Poor bugger was trying for flicky up ends but no sooner had he tamed one side than the other dropped out. I really wanted to tell him not to bother as my hair is too fine to hold a shape but I didn't have the Spanish.

Ended the evening going to a 'party' with L in San Isidro. This was a season opener for the Suburban Players, food, drink and live music included in the price. We had a good time, missed the last train home so caught a bus.

So that the end of my detailed reports. Expect normal-ish service to be resumed (boring and meaningless drivel, here I come).