Today I made some delicious jugo de Maracuya (That’s passion fruit juice for those who don’t know the lingo) and added a little
vodka something special because I’m celebrating. This was my favourite drink when I was in Clombia so I felt it was an appropriate choice as tonight I am celebrating the end of my degree. I am over the moon because I managed to achieve a 2.1 in politics and a fantastic first in Spanish which I just could not have done without the help and support of all my friends in Colombia!
Gracias a todas las personas en Colombia que me ayudaron durante mi estancia en este país maravilloso. Gracias a ustedes por ayudarme especialmente a mejorar mi nivel de español y enseñarme unas palabras bien chéveres y Full bacanas!
Btw… To make the juice: empty some passion fruits, ice, water and sugar (to taste) in a blender and mix it all up!
Thank you to everyone who checks out my blog and thank you to everyone who voted for me in the bab.la blog competition- I came in 7th place!
Today I had my first visit to a Colombian hospital.
I have been sick for about a week now. It has been thoroughly unpleasant. I will save you all the gory details but let you know that I drank a lot of water to stay hydrated and spent a lot of time in the bathroom.
I probably should have went to the doctor a few days ago but I put it off because I was very busy and didn’t want to explain all my problems in spanish.
So I spent ages wondering which hospital to go to. In the end I just picked one nearby and hopped down to their emergency department.
Apparently I was at the wrong hospital. I don’t know what odontology is, but apparently it’s not what I needed. The receptionist took my insurance details and ID. Then a doctor took me into one of those curtained rooms. A nurse took my BP and heart rate while a friend of his popped in to say hello.
He took my temperature… Not with a thermometer in the mouth or up the bum- but in my armpit. How weird. Thank god it wasn’t the bum though. (Although that might have made a better blog post)
Anyway after explaining my symptoms to a doctor, he gave me some paper and sent me to a pharmacy.
I was literally in and out with a prescription in hand in about 8 minutes. 8 minutes and I wasn’t even in the right hospital. He didn’t even need to check the ‘sample‘ I brought along with me.
I couldn’t believe it. At home I would wait 8 days for an appointment. (Well thats a bit unfair. Normally mum phones and gets me an appointment on the day itself. Thats why you should always be nice to the receptionist!) One time when I had a malaria scare (that’s a story for another time) I was waiting in A&E for over 4 hours. I’m pretty sure that if I actually had malaria, I probably would have died.
To get into the Carnaval spirit, I bought myself a wonderful t-shirt and marimonda mask.
The Marimonda character is one of the most popular and most important in the carnaval’s tradition. Stories about its meaning and symbolism are different; some say it represents male genitalia (monda is a crude Spanish word for penis), but others say it represents the people of Barranquilla (Barranquilleros) letting their hair down, dressing a bit silly and getting in the fun of carnaval season. Certainly, the backwards trousers and strange ties worn with the mask seem to support this.
All over the city people have marimondas on their cars, on t-shits, on hats. They are hanging from street lights, and adorning shopping centres along with other popular folkloric characters and costumes such as la negrita and el hombre caiman.
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