Hola de nuevo,
first of all, for all those who wrote comments, i want to thank you for your funny, thoughtful, interesting notes. i responded to the comments in my last installment, and unfortunately didn´t have a chance to respond to the latest batch. next time. i did read them though.
well it´s been another action packed week. I finished my Spanish course on Monday, desafortunademente (how´s that for a word). i was having a good time studying for seven hours on my own each day and writing a silly story in spanish for practice. i will put that story in the blog sometime perhaps. in english it´s called A Dollar´s Worth Voyage, it´s the tales of an adventurer similar to me, only much more adventurous and wild, going all over the world almost on very little cash. Now I am officially a volunteer here, working about six hours a day doing all kinds of things. gathering firewood for the kitchen, sweeping very dusty rooms (in cob - earth - buildings what would you expect?), varnishing floors and doors with sweet smelling non toxic vegetable oil or something like that, helping make dinner, shoveling out the edge of a soon to be pond. it´s keeping me on my toes for sure, and it´s fun not knowing what i will do tomorrow. now my body is a lot more tired than my mind, which is the opposite of my state a week ago. feels good for a change.
i was thinking yesterday, why i haven´t had a regular conversation for more than two weeks. regular like a chat using my mother tongue, not thinking about how to say things but only about the ideas, talking quickly with ease and expressing myself clearly. like i said before, a couple of the people here at Gaia speak english fluently but it would seem disadvantageous to have big conversations in english. the one downside is i´m left a bit in the dark with being able to express myself. of course this is naturally what i expected. for someone who really loves to talk and control conversations, i think this would be extremely challenging. for me, often being quiet naturally and talking to myself in my head, it is still quite trying. so i was thinking yesterday, why this blog is the most regular conversation i´m having these days. how strange, seeing as how i´m talking to no one in particular.
this experience is really interesting for many reasons. besides the ones i´ve already told about, there is no alcohol, or chocolate for that matter, at Gaia. being used to a beer or two in the evening, i really crave a cerveza. it´s a detox of sorts, after all the various kinds of alcohol consumed in Puerto Rico and last fall´s travels in Europe. but all the things i often crave, like pizza, internet surfing for hours, milk, grapefruit juice, lots of things, i do want sometimes but generally speaking i have forgotten about them. in such a different atmosphere, i find my usual habits and addictions are not as pressing as they usually are. my habits are very much connected to the places, the locations, in which they have existed.
the weather here is really beautiful. after a week of rain upon my arrival (everyone joked that i brought the cold and wet from up north), it has been sunny and warm, sometimes hot, with just a day or two of rain.
i was running the other day on the dirt road that is next to Gaia, and i passed a big group of cows in the pasture on my left, all standing near the fence and hence close to me. all staring staring staring. the cows just can´t seem to get over this guy running down the road. maybe they´ve never seen this before, it´s possible for it´s a very quiet country road. well i didn´t think much of the cows´staring, because that´s what they all do each time i run, but suddenly one cow started running alongside the fence parallel to me. that cow got stirred up another to start running, and another, and soon enough the whole pack of 50 cows was running along with me! like dominoes. were they scared, were they hopeful for some treats, were they inspired? i don´t know. but it was a surreal experience, i just laughed outloud, running down the road with a big pack of cows alongside. and it´s hard to imagine cows running, right? because they´re always just standing around eating grass. but cows can run, let me tell you.
2 comments:
To the anonymous runner,
Please do not run with the cows, this makes them develop muscle and we do not want our Big Macs to be difficult to chew.
Thank you,
Management
Gracias para todos los comentarios amigos y familia.
padre, i fear pepsi would have gotten trampled! if not, she would have been a happy dog, barking wildly at those cows. ah, she´d be a happy dog dead as well perhaps, still barking to high heaven at those cows and every other single animal whose smell she detects.
dan, i very much enjoyed your poem in your previous comment. you got the write dan, remember what we vowed to do when i visited two months ago in Halifax? way to start the flow of words. as for the beef, it is rather ironic that Gaia is surrounded by cow pastures, but adamantly vegetarian. the only contact i have with the cows (other than during my runs) is hearing them wail this strange high pitched sound, at all times of day and night. seriously, i think they´re doing it. nothing else could get such a sound out of a cow.
guezwho, i apologize for forcing exercise upon the poor cows. i´ll make it up to you. with each new baby cow from all their copulating ways (explained above), i´ll steal them at birth and throw them in a cage where they can´t move. the farmer won´t know the difference and we´ll still get our big macs.
los chamagnes, a veces ojala que habria vino a Gaia! haha, por lo menos boy a tomarlo durante nuestra vacacion en peru. explico mi nombre en el nuevo blog mensaje.
mom, thanks for those cow-politics! funny enough, a friend also just sent me the same thing. very humorous and even informative.
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