Monday, September 17, 2012

Dinner by Candlelight

Friday the electricity had been out for 24 hours when I arrived home.  I got off the bus and realized I had left my bag with all my presents from school for La Dia Del Amor y Amistad on the bus.  Luckily, we know a bus driver and I told Jorge Luis will know what to do.  We went to Luis' house and explained what happened and he called the office in Sylvia and the bag was found. 
    To give some back ground,  Luis is married to Gilma, a teacher at the elementary school I volunteered at, teaching English until I got my job at Campestre Americano.  They are warm and loving people, with 2 beautiful kids, a daughter studying medicine in Popyan and a son in high school.  Their home is warm and friendly, and it is always a treat to visit them, because Gilma is an awesome cook and always feeds us something yummy.  Jorge had spent a couple days with Luis bonding over fixing our Land Rover. 
     While Luis took Jorge up to Sylvia on his motorcyle, I stayed with Gilma and her kids trying to practice my Spanish.  Outside the main house they have a small second kitchen.  In this kitchen they have a wood burning stove made of ceramic tile.  I watched in amazement as Gilma and her daughter cooked a meal better thasn most famous chefs on this stove.  By the time Jorge returned with Luis, it was dark and by candle and stove light, we all sat in the small second kitchen, laughing and sharing.  I felt like I was with family.  The meal was of course delicious. I shared my Valentine's candy with everybody.  Afterwards, we made our way back to our farm in the dark, with all the stars for light. 
     Words can´t describe the warm and friendly embrace I receive from so many people here in Colombia.  My experiences here are amazing.  I thank God everyday for the wonderful opportunities I have and the angels he puts in my life. 

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

My New Country

I've been in Colombia almost 3 months and I am in love with my new country.  I can´t even begin to describe all the new experiences I have had.  The thing I love about Colombia most is the people.  This country has put out the beinvenidos sign for me in a big way.  Even without speaking the language, I feel welcomed and cared for.  The women are drop dead movie star gorgeous here and the guys aren't bad looking either.  Everyone smiles real geniune friendly smiles.  Everyone-even the young women working the fast food at the mall, smile, and are genuinely happy to help.  People enjoy their lives-rich and poor.  My husband Jorge met people who live in Level 1, which is the poorest level in Colombia.  1 guy looked out on the view of Cali and the expensive high rises a few feet away and said, "I have everything.  Look at this view.  That guy in the high rise is worried about paying his bills, and he payed thousands of dollars to end up with a view of me."  That is the attitude here.  People work to live-not live to work.  Since I've been here, We've had a least four 4 day holidays.  That's right on a holiday-everyone celebrates Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday.  For my American mentality it's still a little inconvienent since everything closes, but I'm learning how to fiesta with the best of them.