Sorry for the complete lack of updates on our lives. Things just seem to be moving too fast for us, yet nothing much seems to be happening at the same time. But there’s good news for all of you dedicated readers- Uruguay! The move is coming soon. In some ways too soon, but not soon enough at the same time.
We’ll be heading South around the 25th of January. We’ll both be going down to Montevideo, but only one of us will be staying- me. Betsy will be coming back to the USA two weeks later. I’ll leave out the details, but Betsy wants to go to grad school at DU beginning in the fall. I need to work. So for the time being we’ll be sadly separated. Hopefully not for long.
South America. Wow. Except for a terrifying day trip to Tijuana when I was 12 I’ve never been south of the border. (All I remember about that trip was being warned not to drink the water. Which I took to mean not to drink or eat anything. Which I took to heart by refusing to eat or drink anything all day. The scary part of the trip for me was a secret trip to a shop to buy a switch blade knife. Man, for a 12 year old that was pretty dangerous stuff. It was only after buying several big and small blades did I realize that we’d be crossing the border with me in possession of illegal weapons. If we’d been stopped at the border I’m quite sure I would have peed myself and then confessed to not only owning a sharp object, but also ‘fessing up to breaking my sister’s Barbie, not feeding the dog and being the second shooter on the grassy knoll.) And despite all my years of travel I’ve never been south of the equator. So this should be a pretty cool experience.
I’m especially excited to leave behind this western winter for a southern summer. I’ve been told that for the first three months in Montevideo I’ll be living in a house the school has a lease on that they can’t get out of. So not only do I get to leave the frozen tundra of Colorado for the gentle summer of Uruguay, I get to do it in style by moving into a four bedroom home with a swimming pool. How sweet is that? Too bad it’s only for a few months, but I’m not going to complain. The pool will actually be great for me as walking in a pool is good physical therapy for my ankle. (Maybe I can talk the school into resigning the lease for therapeutic reasons.)
Speaking of my ankle- I saw my doctor a few weeks back and he’s declared me officially healed. This is not to say I’ll be running the 100 yard dash anytime soon, but I am free of the crutch, cane and cast. I’ve still got a pretty righteous limp and my ankle isn’t very flexible, but as time goes by and I walk more and more the limp will get better. It remains to be seen how much flexibility I’ll get back down there, but I’m pretty confident that it will get better.
We went to Wyoming for Christmas. We spent a few days in Casper with Betsy’s family, then up to Story to see my parents and sister, then back to Casper for a few more days. It was great to see family and friends again after my post-surgery self-imposed exile. But Wyoming was pretty miserable as far as the weather goes. Cold, cold, cold. And then there’s the good old Casper wind. Not fun. I’ve decided that winter and I are no longer a good match. After the bombing the nerve damage makes getting and keeping my hands warm pretty much a lost cause. My fingers get numb and stay numb. Fortunately my chosen profession does allow me some flexibility in climate options. I’m hoping Uruguay will be home for a good long while. Then I’ll head to someplace pleasant in Asia to work out my golden years in warmth. (Uruguay’s winters are supposed to be cold, I can live with that. I can not live with ten degrees Fahrenheit in the sun and thirty mile an hour winds blowing snow into every exposed area.) We did have a great time though and I loved being up in the mountains again. It’s always hard to leave, especially knowing it’s going to be a while before I see “home” again.
We’ll be heading South around the 25th of January. We’ll both be going down to Montevideo, but only one of us will be staying- me. Betsy will be coming back to the USA two weeks later. I’ll leave out the details, but Betsy wants to go to grad school at DU beginning in the fall. I need to work. So for the time being we’ll be sadly separated. Hopefully not for long.
South America. Wow. Except for a terrifying day trip to Tijuana when I was 12 I’ve never been south of the border. (All I remember about that trip was being warned not to drink the water. Which I took to mean not to drink or eat anything. Which I took to heart by refusing to eat or drink anything all day. The scary part of the trip for me was a secret trip to a shop to buy a switch blade knife. Man, for a 12 year old that was pretty dangerous stuff. It was only after buying several big and small blades did I realize that we’d be crossing the border with me in possession of illegal weapons. If we’d been stopped at the border I’m quite sure I would have peed myself and then confessed to not only owning a sharp object, but also ‘fessing up to breaking my sister’s Barbie, not feeding the dog and being the second shooter on the grassy knoll.) And despite all my years of travel I’ve never been south of the equator. So this should be a pretty cool experience.
I’m especially excited to leave behind this western winter for a southern summer. I’ve been told that for the first three months in Montevideo I’ll be living in a house the school has a lease on that they can’t get out of. So not only do I get to leave the frozen tundra of Colorado for the gentle summer of Uruguay, I get to do it in style by moving into a four bedroom home with a swimming pool. How sweet is that? Too bad it’s only for a few months, but I’m not going to complain. The pool will actually be great for me as walking in a pool is good physical therapy for my ankle. (Maybe I can talk the school into resigning the lease for therapeutic reasons.)
Speaking of my ankle- I saw my doctor a few weeks back and he’s declared me officially healed. This is not to say I’ll be running the 100 yard dash anytime soon, but I am free of the crutch, cane and cast. I’ve still got a pretty righteous limp and my ankle isn’t very flexible, but as time goes by and I walk more and more the limp will get better. It remains to be seen how much flexibility I’ll get back down there, but I’m pretty confident that it will get better.
We went to Wyoming for Christmas. We spent a few days in Casper with Betsy’s family, then up to Story to see my parents and sister, then back to Casper for a few more days. It was great to see family and friends again after my post-surgery self-imposed exile. But Wyoming was pretty miserable as far as the weather goes. Cold, cold, cold. And then there’s the good old Casper wind. Not fun. I’ve decided that winter and I are no longer a good match. After the bombing the nerve damage makes getting and keeping my hands warm pretty much a lost cause. My fingers get numb and stay numb. Fortunately my chosen profession does allow me some flexibility in climate options. I’m hoping Uruguay will be home for a good long while. Then I’ll head to someplace pleasant in Asia to work out my golden years in warmth. (Uruguay’s winters are supposed to be cold, I can live with that. I can not live with ten degrees Fahrenheit in the sun and thirty mile an hour winds blowing snow into every exposed area.) We did have a great time though and I loved being up in the mountains again. It’s always hard to leave, especially knowing it’s going to be a while before I see “home” again.
posted by Us at 9:36 PM
1 Comments:
Glad to hear that you are ready to make the big step to get back into the classroom. I won't be able to make comments on the new blog, but I will keep reading. :-)
VS
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