ProMedios and Other Worlds

Buenas Noches dear reader.聽 As you already know we are all back home safely.聽 I have to say that I am none to glad to be back in familiar surroundings with my dear family. 聽During our last few days in Chiapas I noticed how natural it had become to greet people in Spanish and respond with 鈥淕racias鈥 instead of 鈥淭hank you.鈥 I wondered if I would continue out of habit for days after our return. Nope. 聽I am struck by how easily I have also slipped back into familiar patterns. The only hesitation I have noticed is when using the bathroom. Continue reading

El Salvador Day 03: Homemade Soup, Marching for Romero, and El Presidente

Today began for me with a little adventure wandering the streets of El Salvador. Internet access has been spotty at the guest house, which I mention not to complain but rather to give better context for you, dear reader, in those 鈥渃reature comforts鈥 we find so easily at home only to find them missing abroad. Most of our phones don鈥檛 work, either, which is different for me because every time something funny, emotionally compelling, or even annoying, I want to reach for my phone and text my wife, just like at home. It鈥檚 a bummer to not have that way of communicating but then I think of how $5 of the average Salvadorian鈥檚 $15 is spent on precious cell phone minutes to talk with family members in the US about their remittance and I don鈥檛 miss it much anymore.

Adventures in Internet-Seeking

Kathryn and I set out to find internet access and had quite the quest as pedestrians in El Salvador with no Spanish skills whatsoever. First we went to Mister Donut and figured out through broken conversation and hand gestures (the international hand gesture for wifi is pointing to a sensor in the corner of the restaurant鈥檚 ceiling and push your hand out several times, opening and closing yoru hand to make 鈥渇ive, five, five鈥 or 鈥渨ifi waves, wifi waves, wifi waves鈥) that they indeed had wifi. We logged on鈥 but it didn鈥檛 work. And we鈥檇 already bought coffee and a donut and everything (Good donut, by the way. An aptly-named restaurant.).

Next we went to Burger King. Nope. But they did have Bart Simpson and Indiana Jones kids鈥 meal toys. I may have to go back and buy some junk I don鈥檛 need.

Our final stop was a coffee house that had wifi and we logged in鈥 but their system was down. Hence, the post about 03.19.2010 showed up halfway through 03.20.2010 as the guest house computer was up and running again. But the internet access was only the McGuffin for Kathryn and me. The true tale lies in our travels. We loved the independence and the chance for surprise. We really didn鈥檛 know what would happen. Everyone was so friendly and accommodating to us, too. Salvadorians are a friendly people and they tell us over and over how much they appreciate our coming to learn about their history and issues.

Well, they鈥檙e almost all friendly. A guy almost ran us over on our way back to the guest house (I am absolutely not exaggerating, it was mere inches) and then a bicyclist almost clipped Kathryn later in the afternoon so she came close to vehicular injury twice.

Here Romero Lived, Here Romero Died

As if seeing where the Jesuits were slain yesterday wasn鈥檛 emotional enough, today we went to the chapel where Romero was assassinated. First we were taken to Romero鈥檚 home, a modest one-bedroom apartment-style house which the sisters built for him after they鈥檇 said enough is enough, you cannot live in that little room behind the chapel chancel anymore. Everything is as Romero left it, from his book cases (I saw at least one book by Jimmy Carter, mom) to his old school metal desk to his clothes closet. Even his toiletries were on display. Also on display were photos taken immediately after his assassination. Because he was shot in the heart, his valves burst open and blood immediately gushed from all orifices. The pictures were hard to look at, though maybe they felt like a softer blow than the Jesuit photos for two simple reasons: they were in black and white instead of color and there were only three of them and not two albums. I won鈥檛 post the photo in the gallery at the end of this post and yet if you truly want to see one of the photos, I took a picture and you can click the link here to see what we saw. Continue reading