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Apr. 19, 2024

I'm in Palpa, Perú.


Coffee and salt don't mix

May 8, 2015

I do manage to cook patacones properly, occasionally.

As mentioned in the title - coffee and salt don't mix. hehehehe. So, here's what happened - I was getting very low on sugar, so I went to the tienda to buy some. I'm at the store and I walk through the aisle, see the bags of white stuff, assume it's sugar, grab it and buy it. I never bothered to check the print on the package. After I got home I then poured the stuff into the sugar canister, which had some sugar left in it.

More students, and less students, but mostly more students

Apr 2, 2015

One of the parks often has whimsical displays, often based on children's mo

Things are going well here. My teaching schedule is filling up. And it looks like I will have even more students starting in the next week or two. So, for those of you who pray, pray about this: 3-5 new students possibly starting in the next week or two, all in the same business office, one other new student who operates a brand new panaderia just around the corner from me (I talked to him just last night), and the wife of my newest student.

Teaching English and El Día de Amor y Amistad

Feb 26, 2015

These four young ladies wanted a picture with me, Christmas 2013, Barranqui

Thursday, 26 February 2015 Teaching English and El Día de Amor y Amistad

Have you ever stopped and given thought to the letter 'u'? Probably not. Why would you? It's just a vowel. Nothing special. But I discovered that the letter 'u' has many sounds, not just what we think of as the traditional "long" and "short" sounds.

Some words to consider:

I need a little help from my friends

Feb 10, 2015

A part of a large mural in a park in Bogota.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015 I need a little help from my friends

Helping others help themselves

Jan 9, 2015

A small nativity scene in a park in Barranquilla.

So how are things going for me? You ask? Well, actually, nobody asked. But I will write a little about it anyway.

In 2006, Tucson Arizona, my wife, Cheryl, and we thought we had a future. We had plans to build a house on a 1 acre lot, which we already owned, in the Sonoran desert. I designed the house and had an architect draw up the plans. Then my job went away, her job went away, and we both worked contract jobs. The architect committed fraud, not just against us but against several other clients as well. We never built the house.