Desert Island

During today’s “Desert Island” task (Make survival rules) the funny answers included, “You must not shit on the beach,” “We mustn’t fornicate with each other,” and “The girls must cook for the boys.” I think my class is full of a few wannabe comedians

Sabor de Carnaval, the Zoo and Barranquijazz

So it’s a bright sunny Saturday and sick and tired of walking around shopping centres Christina and I head out to meet some teachers from our school (Lisette and Wilmer) at a small street party celebrating the culinary flavours of Barranquilla’s famous carnaval. When we arrive the sounds, smells and sights are crazy- it’s bright, exciting, loud, vibrant and the party atmosphere is definitely in swing as locals try traditional food and drink, buy and sell souvenirs and enjoy the festivities. We go inside the ‘Casa de Carnaval’ where there is a small museum showing the music, dances, costumes, masks and the history of carnaval.

Afterward we go out to the small courtyard and sit in the shade as the entertainment commences. It is hilarious. A man dressed as a gorilla; a pensioner singing old Spanish ballads; people dancing in different Colombian outfits; a man in a shark outfit (the mascot of the local football team, Junior) and lots of music. It’s all very funny, the beautiful Reina Civica (Civic Queen) performs with her not so beautiful Civic King, and an old lady decides that dancing with el gringo (me) will be brilliant. I think the 150 odd Colombians there that day will never forget the sight of a pale, 6’2″ Irishman trying to salsa in 30 degree heat. I know I won’t forget it anytime soon.

Afterwards Lisette and Wilmer take us to the zoo with their daughter, and some cousins of theirs. The zoo is quite big and has a huge range of animals. My favourite were the meerkats, which are even cooler in real life than on television.

Later that evening I headed out to meet Beci and some friends of hers at Barranquijazz, a local jazz music competition. Unfortunately I was late and only caught the last song. ¡Qué lastima! Not to worry though. Beci’s friends brought us to their favourite pizza restaurant, and the food there was amazing. I learned a handy new phrase, “Bajate el bus” (literally ‘get of the bus’, figuratively ‘pay up’) and we had a laugh talking about our time so far in the city. We ended the night playing funny card games and tennis on the Nintendo wii, which I of course, was killer at.

All in all it was my favourite day so far in Barranquilla, and I certainly hope there are more like this to come!


My 21st

So I awoke August 14th at my usual 5.30am, got my shower and had breakfast. Leticia had made pancakes as a special surprise, and they were delicious!

School was fairly standard until just before home time when I was told I “had to speak with the director”. In the meeting room they had a big chocolate cake and lots of coke- delish! It was quite a funny but awkward experience to smile at 20 strangers singing you happy birthday, as they chat away in Spanish and I fail to figure out what they’re saying. But still, what a lovely gesture- and the cake was amazing.

Later that night Christina and I met up with Beci and Sarah. Tito’s Bolos (Tito’s Bowling) was the venue. First we had a loverly meal in a restaurant of a surprisingly good calibre for a bowling alley. Afterward we played bowling, my favourite hobby, and it was quite different to the bowling at home. There was no electronic scoring system, no neon lights or disco music- instead we had pencil and paper to count our scores, quiet merengue playing in the background and a button to press after every go to reset the pins.

The girls got me a gift, which I was totally loving. They thought it would be funny- a kind of ‘token’ present. I think they were gobsmacked when I actually loved the bright yellow shorts they had bought me. “I need shorts this is amazing!!!”