This morning, R and I went out at dawn to photograph the sunrise over the Andes. Right outside our hotel, at 6:30, we encountered a group of (mostly) boys spilling out of the club, big beers in hand. A street vendor was cooking them burgers, and we were all amused by my photographing them.
Another mystery explained - why we kept waking up to music and shouts at 3:00 am. That would be when the club OPENs. The people going home crossed paths with the people arriving to open the shops. Speaking of shop openings, we still can´t figure out which kinds of business close for siesta, and what's open when.
We completed 20 hours of classes and the Spanish has come along sufficienlty such that we can shop, understand the signs, and ask questions of the patient good people of Bariloche. (Which is redundant 'che' means people in the tribal linguistic groups here. ) R and I were greatly pleased with ourselves to understand the jokes on our paper placemats at a cafeteria. Ok, maybe they were meant for kids, but the Brazilians at the table next to us were reading theirs too.
I despair of ever being able to roll my 'rr' sound. R can do it perfectly - his pronunciation is wonderful. Perro means dog, and there are tons of them on the streets, looking for handouts. This morning in the park, we were adopted by a pack of dogs as we walked along the waterfront. The ran ahead and waited for us, criss-crossed every street I did in my rambling abut for photo angles, went up the hill to the central plaza and didn't leave us until we ran into a vegetable truck unloading at a supermarket. For a long ways, a great big Husky walked at my side like an old friend. And I really can't explain it, but when I was photographing a statue of the wolf nusing the sons of Rome, one of the dogs starting barking in a frenzy AT the statue. That has been there forever in dog years. There's a lot here that has yet to make sense
We shift hotels tomorrow, should be able to upload photos with computer access in our room. Until then, hasta luego.
Comments (1)
Ann, me encantan tus fotos y la pasion con la que describis tus vivencias.
Fue un placer compartir esas 20 horas de espa�ol con vos y Roberto.
Nos vemos cuando regreses a sacar tus fotos en la ruta Panamericana. Hasta siempre.
Laura (Your Spanish teacher for ever):)
Posted by Laura | October 27, 2006 5:47 AM
Posted on October 27, 2006 05:47