Time flies lately. The weekend, finally, I had three scheduled spacewalks. First, there was an evening of Easter in the Czech Embassy, a little late, admittedly. Then Saturday, I was invited to a party pork-cabbage dumplings-at Manka. And to finish the weekend though, there was a home in Barbec In three Pedros. Then Monday, the cosmonaut had returned from the telescope. But tell in order.
Friday night, so I went to the party at the embassy. In Chile, there is an organization called Circle chileno-Czech . It consists mostly Chileans who claim Czech origin. I have an ambiguous feeling for such training, because sometimes there drooling sentimentally bread with salt, the smell of lime trees, good, short, Czechia lost what makes me want to say words like "chat" or "ticketing". In France, as a Czech teacher, I always tried to talk to students about our traditions, but always in context with the face of these traditions to the present. Easter is a celebration rather special in my country, because traditionally, boys beat girls with a bat Monday morning and the girls happy as well, they will stay young and beautiful all year, reward them with a painted egg. The egg symbolizes fertility, as the stick, which is flexible, symbolizes youth. I showed students a short video of a historical film where they could see the Easter "historic" and then I let them read a short text created by a friend of mine who said: "My father still tried to come in the morning with the stick, but I watched from my bed in such a way that he did not dare to take action and has identified ". Well yes, in a century, the happy laughter of the girls have sometimes changed a bit in a rumble teenager. Later, when our small group in Grenoble has he creates thcèques boys organized themselves, they made their sticks and Monday morning, they came all beat the Czechs, but also some of my students. Here, tradition is still a bit bright.
In Chile, it is a bit more complicated, because most members of Circulo chileno-Pacheco are women. Easter at the embassy was especially so in a competition in painting the eggs, while the person was pomlazka , the traditional stick. Madam Consul brought the equipment, but there was nobody who could do it. It therefore merely to explain what are the ribbons, the branches of shrubs and pomlazka with courage in overcoming all the problems this has posed in English. One member of the circle then took the branches and showed how they are used and if reciting a little poem with a nice traditional Chilean accent. He just changed the end and instead of saying "give me an egg," he said "give me a slivovice" Madam Consul and served him one. After the contest in painting eggs began. It was mostly Chileans who have gotten, while the Czechs have been drinking beer Cristal and eating "traditional" hot dogs. Anezka I met a girl who's been here a year, Sarka, who lives in Santiago last eight months, and finally another Tereza already living here for six years. All three are married with a Chilean. They talked a lot about their desire to return to our country. I think it is very difficult to go so far in a country whose language they have not always spoken in arriving. In addition, even if they spoke English, here is spoken in Chile. And in addition, unlike us, many more Chileans emphasize family life and visit each other without stopping. I told myself that my situation is much easier, and more, if you do not want to stay in Chile, we will return.
Once the beer drinking, the subjects of conversation exhausted and hot dogs eaten, people began to leave. There were a few people who continued painting the eggs. I do not know who won, because I did not want to stay past and I am therefore left with a crowd of Chilean grannies dressed very chic for the occasion. Fortunately, not wearing traditional dress.
Saturday evening, Manka invited Tereza and her husband, Chilean food. I too was invited. We ate a traditional meal, pork with dumplings and cabbage. Home. With both types of cabbage. I almost drooled and cried with nostalgia. Ah, I think I would even traditional dress if needed!
I surprised myself the ecstasy that I experienced when swallowing it all. And as usual, at Manka and Standa, it was well watered with beer, wine and pisco sour. Once back home, the world has flown under my feet.
I went to bed and slept. About four hours of night, a movement of my mattress I woke up. Flutter. Half asleep, I felt really nice and funny or embarrassing. Afterwards, I realized that the wall moves as well. The earthquake! What do I do now? " The only idea I had was to hide under the coffee table, but I was too tired and so I said I would wait a bit. And I went back to sleep.
the morning I woke up with dry mouth and a vague memory of the night float. So it was my first earthquake? Or I just dreaming? Flutter, Was it something to do with pork and beer? Then I had a brilliant idea. Giraffes! They are super unstable, both!
In the lounge, the giraffes, standing, threw me a glance charging: "Drunk!" I told myself yet, I'll see the internet. But he spoke of swine flu. So maybe it was the pig that was guilty, but there was no trace of a tremor.
I did not really want to ask friends if they have noticed an earthquake four hours Saturday morning, but on Monday I watched the internet again. And then there it was! That . So yes, I experienced my first significant earthquake!
Then Sunday I went to the house Barbec Three Pedros. Near our apartment, there is a house where PhD students live. Among them, there are also two Portuguese guys, both are called Pedro. And as the Portuguese names are too complicated, they couplet according to their most outstanding characteristics. We are talking of "Pedro with hair" and "Pedro bald." To be a little more politically correct, also called "the great Pedro" and "Little Pedro". I was invited by the little bald Pedro. The Pedro nice. But it's both. And why I say in three Pedros? Because in a little while a new Portuguese arrived and dwell in the house. His name is Pedro ....
Monday, Cosmonaut descended Telescope with his friend, Matthew, who is a football agent. He is half French and half Colombian and he often goes to South America. These days, he came to watch the players during the South American Championship for players aged 17 months. Then he passed through the telescope and it has come with the cosmonauts. It could even offer him to stay, because our sofa was finally ready. Monday, Damien was also the tutor of the thesis of Cosmonaut, who was passing by Santiago during his trip to Telescope. So we decided to also invite our neighbors, JB and Matilda, and eat out. Finally, we stayed here because the Cosmonaut returns always very tired, so I had the opportunity to devote myself to my passion which is cooking. And understand why all Chileans have gas stoves.
Because if you turn on your oven and if you also turn on the light kind, your electrical needs must stop there. The circuit breakers popped twice and twice I have not come to deliver them, so I still had to call the custodian. I'm glad we already have a dishwasher, but I have to calculate when Is what I can put it on. This was not Sunday or Monday, not because of electricity, but because the neighbor had his second blocked drains and we were forbidden to use the whole column.
But the dinner went well. I made a paella with seafood, all I could find in the Mercado Central and nobody has been sick, but Damien, but that we can say that is because of his flight from Paris.
When guests are gone, I went to bed. The Cosmonaut with Mathieu remained in the living room to watch football and drink beer. At four o'clock at night, I was still awake, but this time by a silent trial and error. Someone tried to open the door! Et .. he opened the door! I got really scared and I'm wide awake.
But that's life of the sailor's wife. Sometimes in the night, you are terrorized by the fact that someone is in your apartment before you remember that you have a husband. Ah yes.
And that's all. Tuesday morning, the top shelf for the show came, of course without notice and in the time I was in the shower, so I welcomed the deliverymen still in my suit wet look. But our show is over. Incredible! And Friday morning, we'll try to go back to 4000.
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