Cali woke up with a bit of a cold, so she stayed home for the day. She was miffed because she thinks she should only be able to catch colds where it is cold, like Canada. For the older two, school on Fridays is optional, but both had math to do so Madi was there for an hour and Kier for four hours.
Kier’s swelling in her foot is finally going down which is a relief. Everyone has an opinion of what bit her, most people think scorpion.
After they came home I took Kier in town to do a bigger grocery shopping trip. She hadn’t been to PanaSuper yet, so she was impressed that there is place that carries so many familiar varieties of candy bars. Yes there has been progress in Pana since we left.
Then we walked up to El Patio and had fries, another thing she hadn’t done yet. With no extra-curricular activities, there is lots of time to just sit and talk with the girls. With Kier this seems to be especially important. Now she has to update me on all the drama happening with her friends in Pana and also with the updates she gets from home. So much to process! I’m actually glad she still talks to me. She only has one more year of high school left and she’ll be off to college (sniff). So I savor the moments we sit and talk over papas fritas. We were the only ones in the restaurant and it took 50 minutes for them to make the fries. Good thing we were enjoying the conversation.
After that we walked up to the Porch and rented two movies for the night. It seems to shake down that Madi and Cali alternate choices and Kier and I agree on something.
On the way home we saw two people we know, our Spanish teacher and the woman who cuts hair, doing a dog rescue. Little black dog that Madi calls puddle. She named it Puddle because it’s black and always curled up in a ball on the side of the road. He does look like a puddle. These two women have noticed how badly the owner abuses the dog and have convinced them to leave it outside the gate so the women can feed him. They were taking him to the vet to see if there way anything they can do to save him. Later when we walked by him, he was there with a little bag of dogfood the women had left for him. Many of the dogs here are treated badly, it’s difficult to watch. One will often see dogs getting kicked by people rather viciously.
Madi went to her friend’s house in the afternoon. They have a couple of bakeries in town and make the amazing cheesecake I like. They’ve lived her for quite sometime, I’m guessing. In their compound Madi says it’s bigger than our backyard. They have a trampoline, lots of room to run.
When I was walking Madi to her friend’s house, there was a drunk who was being aggressive. Most of the drunk guys lie passed out on the side of the road or in the road. I realize we have homeless people in North America, but here they are in random, unexpected places. You’ll turn a corner and a guy will be right in front of you and you practically step on him. Not sure I’ll ever get used to seeing that, which is probably a good thing. I’m always afraid one will jump up right when I’m passing and scare the wits out of me. But back to this particular guy. He was trying to kick motorcycles as they went by. He tried to punch a guy riding a bicycle right in front of me. I grabbed Madi and got out of his way. Good thing I have quick reflexes in weird situations, something I attribute to my childhood.
Our evening was a quiet one. We watched our movies, had popcorn. Sometime during the evening Kier’s friends called her to go out with them. They watched a movie and went out for food somewhere. It was another good evening for her with her Pana peeps.