April
17, 2017
Monday
morning at 5:15 I’m awake and ready to go but it is still dark outside so I
cool it until I see some color in the sky.
I
walk to La Tortuga’s stop and after visiting with some acquaintances I’m told
the teachers are still on Easter vacation and won’t be going out until tomorrow.
What to do?
I
walk to the police department on the other side of the park and ask if they knew
of anyone who might be interested in taking me out to Muñoces. They thought I wanted a police escort. I tell them just transportation. They make several calls but aren’t able to
locate anyone.
I really want to get this task completed today. I walk down to Heide’s Pupuseria but she
knows of no one.
I’m
out of luck for today.
I’ll have to wait until Tuesday so I’m walking back to Casa Mia when I hear someone call my name. It’s the familiar face of one of our former English students, Lidia, the daughter of Juan Carlos.
Then I spot Juan and his
wife and other members of his family.
He’s a former guerrilla who told us in 2015 about his war years.
It is very comforting to see people from the community that I
know, especially since they seem happy to see me.
Moments later I hear my name called
again and this time I recognize the voice.
It’s Manual Chavez. We all talk and I tell them my reason for coming.
Since I have copies of the letter on me I
give each a copy. We read it together.
And so I’ll finish this part of the
blog tomorrow.
It will be good to talk
with the directiva and since Juan and his family and Manual seemed happy to see
me maybe it will go well on Tuesday.
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