Last night, the plan for today was to go to town and find the correo and the market. Gigi had 5 birthday cards to the states that she needed to mail. And, we needed to buy a mop, chili cobinero, tomatoes and pick up a couple things at the Maxi Despensa. No problemo . . . last night we took our hand drawn map, instructions from about 5 different people and planned our day and went off to bed.
Today started at 4 a.m. with shot gun blasts from Llano de Piedras (the village next door). Why do they shoot their guns off in the night? There were at least 6-8 blasts from 4 - 5 this morning. Un-nerving.
Sweep the interior/exterior of la casa. All campus devotions at 7. Clean up from breakfast. Start out on our outing. Wait, the water delivery guy shows up. Water transaction eats up about 45 minutes.
Start out again. Wait, "if you are going to town, would you pick up a pinata for the birthday party this afternoon?" Sure! Explaining all that takes another chunk of time. So, we don't actually start out until 10. Hand drawn map in hand, and more instruciones en los manos and off we go. 5 minutes out, have to make a safe bano stop - sigh - this is going to be a long day . . . but while there we run into Javier - still at 100% for running into people we know when we leave campus so it's all worth it!
We drive into town and find the market, park where we think we were told to park. Start the hunt for the post office. It's like a game of warmer, warmer, colder. We have to stop at every block and ask directions. One block this way, one block that way, up this street, down that street. Find a correo, unfriendly clerk and we are sent away to find the "El Correo Nacional" apparently she doesn't deal in gringo mail. The day is beginning to get hot . . . James says he is going to throw-up . . . hmmmm, where is this correo? We cat and mouse this place all morning, walking. During our hunt, we found "Fancy's" a restaurant that is recommended by some of the missionaries here. Time for a regrouping anyway. It's a nice place and guess what? Our waiter is a graduate from the english school in town! yippee! Except that he graduated 5 years ago and hasn't been practicing but between his English and our Spanish we have a delightful time. Great food, great rest in a great restaurant that is a sanctuary from the chaos outside. Luis is our waiter's name. Service is slow in Zacapa but in this instance it is welcomed. James is able to rest and perk up some. And, Luis volunteers to take us to the correo! Done. After lunch, 6 gringos and 1 waiter take to the streets. One bus and several blocks later Luis takes us to the first post office with the unfriendly clerk and the place is closed for lunch - oh well. Time is wasting and we have to be back at campus with a pinata by 2:30 so let's go look for that.
Off into the bowels of the market we go. Among the vegetables, chicken feet, spices, herbs, bootlegged videos, knives, and pantalones we search for pinata's. Too bad we are not searching for jabon because everybody sells that stuff. Finally, find the lone pinata selling lady. Make the deal. Buy the giant soccer ball pinata and 5 lbs of candy for $145 Q ($20 and some change). Good grief - we gotta hurry to get back for the party. Where is the car? Let that search begin. Campus now calling worried about us - reasonable. Kevin and Christine are here in town looking for us but we don't even know where we are so how in the world are they going to be able to find us. And, we are not actually parked where we were supposed to park. Find the car, drive the wrong way down una via. Couple more wrong turns and viola, we find puente blanca which is the bridge back into La Fragua. Yeah! we know where we are! So, home we go. No letters mailed. Still no mop. No chili cobenero. No items from Maxi Despensa. The whole day and all we managed to accomplish was to buy a pinata for somebody else. And, that's how it goes in Zacapa. Time is slow, the language barrier is shrinking and we are learning our way around town. Maybe tomorrow we can do it all again. We will post pics later. Off to a birthday party - Feliz Cumpleanos Kevin.