Our flight left at 5:30 this morning which meant getting up at 3. At 3:10 I woke up with a start and got up, only to realize my parents were still in bed. The alarm had gone off, but it was set much too quietly for 3 in the morning, so it’s only because of luck (nerves, call it what you will) that we caught the flight at all. Travel was uneventful and we got in at 11:30 in the morning. Alicia from Comadres and her very kind son Jose picked us up from the airport and took us to the office. We’re staying the first 2 weeks with a f/Friend, Raul, and the second half with the family we stayed with last year. They still don’t know not to expect us, though, because we’ve tried and tried but haven’t gotten a hold of them. We only have their cell phone number and calling cell phones from land lines is very expensive here, so we need to buy a phone card before we can call her. Ah well, that’s just how it is. Tomorrow we’ll go back to the office and figure out a theoretical game plan (to be quickly abandoned, no doubt) and then we’ll figure out how to get back to Raul’s place outside of the city by bus.
That’s all for now because his mother is preparing dinner for us as I type this. Thank you, Rosa.