Archive for March 2010

Flat Tires are Frequent   Leave a comment

Get a flat tire is a frequent experience for us in El Salvador.  Out here in the country, roads are treacherous for sedan-style cars.  They'[re reiddle diwht potholde, lumps, and bumps, and diret roads swith high and low spots scrape your car’s underside.  A truck would have been more practical, but with gas at 20-25% more here than the U.S. a sedan it was.

Our extra tire had a flat, and before we could fix it, out went the air on the rear right tire.  We borrowed a doughnut from a friend and went to fix out flats on the way to Chalatenango.  They fixed it with a plug and off we went.  Well, a half mile down the road we heard a distinct popping sound.  Woops.  Looks like some barbed wire got a tire this time, same one we just fixed!   We bought two ‘softly used’ tires on the way back from Chalate for 35 bucks.  We’re hoping they’ll serve us for a few months.

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My very first Iguana Egg   Leave a comment

Ate an Iguana egg tonight.  First time ever.   When cooked the eggs look like mini chicken eggs.   Hubby prodded me to “prueba!” (try it), so I cut one open to examine before eating, see what I was getting into.

It split open, and I saw the egg yolk, which is most of it, covered by a thin white skin.  My husband explained you don’t eat the white part, just peel it off and eat the yolk.  I closed my eyes and dared stock it in my mouth.

Yep, tastes just like chicken eggs, only richer.

Mommy Warbucks drinks her juice   Leave a comment

First day back after a required visit to the U.S.   Don’t get me started on El Salvadoran immigration and residency..   Drove to Chalatenango with my husband to make my “big deposit” at the bank.  I went to the bank before leaving the States with 3 grand cash because banks outside the U.S. don’t like to “bother” with Traveler’s checks anymore.  So I stuffed $ in five different places while traveling, crossed my fingers, and made it safely without a hitch.    Another successful adventure.

While in Chalate, we went to our favorite stop, the juice guy.  We get a fresh Orange Juice made from 8-10 oranges, blended with ice, for $1.

It’s so big we can share it, and was served in a glass pitcher the size of a large beer stein.  Wonderful.  One of the better perks that come with living in a third world country, and willing to go without the many conveniences in America.

 

 

 

 

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