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Culture Shock

April 03, 2010 By: admin Category: Baseball, Cuenca, Expat Life, NYC, Uncategorized 5 Comments →

Though I didn’t think I would post in here again, I have changed my mind. I’m wiling away a bit of time waiting in the Guayaquil airport for my return to Cuenca. 10 airports and 16 days later…

It had been over 5 years since the last time I was in the US. It is truly different now and so am I. It started in the Atlanta airport. I was amazed the metal detectors in customs are now so sensitive, they picked up my bra underwire and the rivets on my jeans. Next, I realized how strange it looked to see so many tall men everywhere. It took a minute to get out of the habit of speaking Spanish to cashiers and into the habit of flushing toilet paper rather than throwing it in the trash. And then I spotted 2% milk and salt and vinegar potato chips!! Woo Hoo! I drank milk every occasion possible, but only indulged in one (largish) bag of chips.


Past Lives

December 19, 2009 By: admin Category: Uncategorized No Comments →

I know, I know…I don’t write here anymore.  No time, no inclination, no entries.  Facebook is something relatively new for me.  I have the opportunity to say hi to people I would never have been in touch with again in my life.   There are people from all stages of my life in music, people post music, people from high school and of course, people I’ve met in 2009.  So through a series of Facebook twists and turns, this very brief post is simply to offer up some links to moments from the past that are more relevant than ever:

And ps…I’m jealous of all the snow in the US this week.  Happy Holidays from here.

Happy New Year from Ecuador!

January 02, 2009 By: admin Category: Beaches, Cuenca, Customs & Culture, Dry Season, Eating & Drinking, Expat Life, Real Estate, Uncategorized No Comments →

One thing I do miss a lot about Panama was spending New Year’s Eve in Portobelo at the home of my friend, Sandra Eleta .  Being the great lady that she is, it was always fascinating and since I spent a one night with her when I was in Panama a couple of months ago, missing it was felt all the more.  Her Portobelo compound was always filled with the most interesting people no matter when you visited, but New Year’s Eve was special.  It instilled in me an appreciation for new spiritual traditions.  The custom of burning a muneco (doll in English, but almost a life-sized scarecrow-like rendition in real life or as most foreigners here call them: effigies.) of someone you dislike was something I adored in Panama, so I was very glad to see it’s just as much of a custom here in Ecuador.  In Panama, they’re called munecos.  In Ecuador, they’re called ‘Ano Viejos’.   (more…)

Primitive Art

November 20, 2007 By: admin Category: Uncategorized No Comments →

I attended the most wonderful Art Fair at CIDAP  last weekend. This was apparently the ‘masters’ show and considered the best of the year here. While much of what was sold was too ornate for my taste, it did not mean I could not admire the work. What was right up my alley and excited me in a way I haven’t felt excited by visual arts in years was this hand painted fabric by the Shipibo tribe in Peru. (more…)

Givin’ It Up

September 29, 2004 By: admin Category: Casco Viejo, NYC, Uncategorized No Comments →

I’ll be back in Casco Viejo Tuesday night. I love NYC, but I’m sure happy that I’ve missed Panama. My neighbor says that all the plants I bought and potted are now thriving and as a result, I’m giving her a run for her money and that, between us, we have the greenest balconies in Casco Viejo.

Life in 1500’s England

September 15, 2004 By: admin Category: Uncategorized No Comments →

This circulated via email some years back, but I always loved it and every now and then, dig it out to forward to folks.

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May and were still smelling pretty good by June. However, they were starting to be fragrant, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers. Baths equaled a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water.”


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