Thursday, 24 March 2011

A three hour cruise.

Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale, a tale of a man who was made to sit for three hours at the Ministry of Education. 

While I was nursing an ear infection, if you ever need to make a hot pack a sock and some rice works, Ricky attended a meeting on behalf of Indiana.  We didn’t know until after but the meeting was to formalise her enrolment in Chile.  The extremely helpful bilingual vice principal from the girls’ school took Ricky by bus and sat with him for the entire three hours.  Lets just say that after waiting that long together they are now quite good friends.  In just five minutes all the signing and stamping was done and they were free to go.

When doing your weekly fruit and veg shopping at the markets people warn you about many things.  Don’t pull money out and be extra careful with your camera.  What they forgot to warn me about are the vendors who give you 50 ten pesos coins for change so they don’t have to count it later.  Luckily I had my wits about me, never go anywhere without your wits, and I bought the next thing on my list from his partner and gave them all back in return for a kilo of apples.

Take 2 on the visa application today for Ricky.  He came home with news that one word in his contract was incorrect and therefore the steps in the visa process of contract, photos, notary, and visa office would have to be retraced.  He had even remembered his best smile.

In two weeks Indiana has learnt numbers 1 - 100, the ABCdario, a completely different style of cursive writing and the word for boyfriend in Spanish.  Truce has learnt the hello and goodbye songs. 

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