Friday, May 18, 2007

la despedida


F I E S T A


EL VIERNES 18 DE MAYO 2007


ANFITRIONES

LA ESCUELA SEVILLA

Y EL ZANMAN


VEN A LA ESCUELA A LA UNA PARA UNA EXPERIENCIA MUY DIVERTIDA


LA DIVERSIÓN INCLUYE:

MÚSICA, ALIMENTO, BEBIDAS, CHISTES Y PROFESORES VERDADEROS DE ESPAÑOL





friday the 18th, zanman put together a small afternoon party to commemorate my last day of class. and look what these fools did, they went and got a piñata, a cake and signed a winnie the poo card for me. about 50 people showed up. (the bulk of the series, i mean school) i purchased all the carne, aguacates, tomates, tortillas, frijol, arroz, cerveza y barcadí and my friends milton y yolanda and few of the teachers piched in and helped prepare all the food. we had a pre and post meal dance party and a pingpong tournament to close things out. i lost in the final 27-25 to gianca, short for giancarlos. the guy in the tyedye t-shirt goes by the apodo 'shusha' and is now officially the funniest person i've ever encountered. goodtimes and goodbyes to the teachers and staff made for a somewhat emotional afternoon tipsy time. oops, the flyer i made for the party didn't transfer very well from google.doc to blogpost...but it looks cool, so the kid stays in the picture!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

anatomy of a chicken bus


as promised, the highly anticipated chicken bus issue. so, what are they? the c-bus is your traditional thomsasbuilt or bluebird school bus, most of them are late '80s, early '90s models that have been brought down from the states. you still occasionally see one that hasn't been 'pimped' that has crawford i.s.d. in good old black and yellow. once these buslines here get a hold of them, a metamorphisis occurs. they paint the whole thing with flashy colors, blues, reds, oranges, throw mudflaps on the back, put the trite and true sexy girl silohuetes everywhere, a luggage rack on top, luggage cages inside, and a sobriquet in bold text on the winshield for good measure. you'd think every bus would have a different name, but i've seen 3 esmeraldas and 2 ruiz's back to back. i think those are the most popular names for their respective genders. now then, each chicken bus is equipped with a driver and what i call 'the steward' or the 'déleman.' the driver drives, but the steward collects money from the passengers, fastens large cargo to the top of the bus, helps women off the bus, and most importantly navigates close quarters turns and reversals. for example, in antigua, most of the roads are narrow, one way or limited access. almost always the buses have to pull into the intersection, backup, and then cut the wheels again to make the turn. i call the steward the 'déleman' because he yells ¡déle! all day long as the bus backs up and readjusts. (i hear this from my window as early as 5am) as for the one-way and limited access dilemma , to save time, the buses will pull onto the street and then back up for a block or more to get to the stop. (to me this destroys the purpose of having 'limited' access or 'one' way, but hey) this segues well to the next piece. these buses are perpetually in a hurry. my understanding is that the driver pays a flat fee for a day's worth of bus use, anything over that goes into the pocket. this system is the motivation for both the driver and steward to lay on the horn in busy intersections, practically throw people off the bus, collect the money in transit, rather than at the stops, and to overtake slower traffic going uphill on blind turns. you'd hope i was exaggerating for sake of an interesting post, but truly these guys are crazy. maybe in a sporty muscle car i'd be brash enough to try some of these maneuvers, but these guys are doing it in a 40' over-capacity, lumbering rectangle. most of the time they actually get back in their lane in time for the oncoming traffic, but i've been in buses or microbuses that have been essentially run off the shoulder during these traffic violations, but it seems like everyone drives like that here. oh! and here you go, they pack these things deep! they'll have 3 people in a seat and the isle completely full of standing passengers and still pick people up to stand in the front between the driver and the door. the cool thing i guess, is that you can go pretty much anywhere for 2.50Q, this is like 30 cents, but you put your life in their hands. you regularly hear about overturned buses, or búses volcados, and usually the driver flees the scene to avoid questioning or charges from the police. but still, what a bargain ride! and these things go everywhere. i have yet to be on any road for more than 5 minutes and not see at least one chicken bus fly by. and lastly...the name chicken bus, called so because it's not uncommon to be in the bus and see chickens stowed in the luggage racks and when those are full, folks just carry them upside down with their feet tied clucking around all the while. sometimes after a firey wreck, i'm like hmmm, something smells good....ok, bad joke.

Monday, May 14, 2007

la fábrica

 

 


i found out about this place with only a few weeks left in my stay here. it's no 24hr fitness, but this open air local gym has it's charm and a super friendly staff. i learned a lot about the international aspect of fitness clubs and will take back some helpful insight to my gym back home. it was interesting that for a gym that sees maybe 2500 workouts a month, 1800 of those are from the same 12 or 15 people, me being one of those. i also saw again and again exercises and lifting techniques that were just begging for injury along with some equipment that's been on borrowed time for some time. on the other hand, if i can get a 3 week membership for less than $20, i understand why there's not someone wiping my brow after each rep...heck, there wasn't even a waiver for me to sign. ah, countries not prone to senseless litigation are the cat's pajamas.
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Sunday, May 13, 2007

me gusta la moto

i hit up the local motorcycle outfitter, CATours, today for some lessons. i now know all there is to motorcycling and the guy threw a bounus, that back wheelie thing, i can do that too! next to do, conquer the world of competitive gluttony. but seriously, the welshman that got me acquainted to the basics and subtly of the moto was a patient, insightful instructor. he also leads tours all over guatemala which i'm thinking about bringing back some friends and taking a weeklong excursion one of these days. the guy has a pic of me looking pretty ridiculous and as soon as he sends it to me, i'll throw it on here.

Friday, May 11, 2007

the final countdown



i know many of you began the countdown to my return before i left, but now it's really close. i'm going to try to pack a whole bunch of adventure into these last few days and soak up more spanish than an east atlantic hurricane during the 16th century. 9 days remaining. i should have some good posts for vos real soon. i hope this time has allowed all of you to realize how much or little you need zanman in your life. i was going to load a loop of europe's the final countdown because it's so dang sweet, but these computers here process information like i convert meters to feet. (running gag) anywho, felíz fin de semana y nos vemos pronto.

Saturday, May 5, 2007

compañeros

 
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it's an end of an era so to speak. the last of my roommates left this morning at 4am leaving me the only student left in the house. the two on the far left and right are avi and charlotte, the aussies. avi is technically from scotland but he might as well seed australia for explanation sake. they pretty much became my best friends during this trip and we hung out a lot. they gave me a chance to get out so many thoughts that i couldn't express in spanish to an english audience. the really blond girl is anneke from holand. she was really nice and a very daring young gogetter. she's only 18 and she's been traveling on her own since she was 17. rob is also dutch and was pretty much my ambassador to antigua when i arrived. we took a couple trips together around guatemala. all are really good folks who i hope to keep up with and perhaps visit in their homelands one day. i told them all to come see me too as to observe the zanman in his natural habitat, an experience worth a trip in itself.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

santos de la tostada


real quick, let me tell you about one of the best recurring parts of my day in antigua. dahlia y edwin are street vendors that make the 10 o'clock break at school a delicious paradise for zanman. i thought winner-stays-on ping pong was the bee's knees until i started getting tostadas and sandwiches from this team. see that big basket chuck full of bread and ingredients...you'd think edwin would carry that; nope, dahlia wears that on her head like it was a sun bonnet. edwin, nice guy and all, just hauls around a little belly buddy with the cash. she's super nice and she only charges 4Q (like 50 cents) for a sandwich which she makes in about 10 seconds, so each day i get 2 sandwiches de pollo with extra picante and i tip an extra 3 or 4Q, which for some reason no one else does. but i think they appreciate it nevertheless. i told them the other day that i'd be willing to smuggle them back to the US if they were willing to risk an agonizing deportation process, but then i whispered to dahlia that we'd have to lose the deadweight. jajaja. either way, watch out thundercloud subs!