Postcards from the Bleeding Edge
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
After my last post I was ready to hang blogging up. I still may, but not quite as voluntarily as I intended.
For most of the last couple days, I've got no power, and no lights (no luz). I'm told the electric station is just plain out of oil and there is no more forthcoming. And the local taxis and busses are on strike, due to high gas prices, a regulated market for fares, and a variety of other reasons.
A goodly portion of the country is shut down, immobile.
My neighbors run a private (airport only) taxi service. They are getting people out of town in private vehicles instead of their regular (marked) van, as the taxi union is blocking the road in some places (That's a a rumor going around - coping with rumors in a place where you barely speak the language is tough. At least I'm not coping with people that are armed... yet)
I actually kind of like the lack of noise and tourists. I haven't heard "RivaRivaRivas!" in days or heard an overloaded bus creak by. I usually even like being without power for hours at a time, it's a pointed reminder to get away from my desk, enjoy life, conversation, swimming, and surfing....
but if this goes on another day, I'm going to start stocking up on food.
For most of the last couple days, I've got no power, and no lights (no luz). I'm told the electric station is just plain out of oil and there is no more forthcoming. And the local taxis and busses are on strike, due to high gas prices, a regulated market for fares, and a variety of other reasons.
A goodly portion of the country is shut down, immobile.
My neighbors run a private (airport only) taxi service. They are getting people out of town in private vehicles instead of their regular (marked) van, as the taxi union is blocking the road in some places (That's a a rumor going around - coping with rumors in a place where you barely speak the language is tough. At least I'm not coping with people that are armed... yet)
I actually kind of like the lack of noise and tourists. I haven't heard "RivaRivaRivas!" in days or heard an overloaded bus creak by. I usually even like being without power for hours at a time, it's a pointed reminder to get away from my desk, enjoy life, conversation, swimming, and surfing....
but if this goes on another day, I'm going to start stocking up on food.
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