The trip getting here was long, oh so long. I spent 6 and a half hours on a plane going from Los Angeles to Panama and then, after only an hour layover in Panama, I voluntarily assaulted my body for another 7 hours on a plane from Panama to Argentina.
Now you might think that a professional glutton for punishment would have stopped there. Right? But… oh, no… why would I? I arrived in Buenos Aires around 1:00 am, got to my hotel close to 3:00 am and boarded another flight the next afternoon for Uruguay.
I can see you shaking your head at me.
For the most part I enjoyed the experience. There were a few comical moments in transit. On the flight from Los Angeles International Airport to Panama a man boarded the flight, sat down and immediately fell into a deep slumber. We knew he wasn’t dead because he began snoring like a moose. The insanity of the situation was that he passed out as soon as he sat down and then commenced to snore for the entire, yes I said “entire”, 6 and half hours of the flight. I should have made a time lapsed video.
When we were deplaning from the second flight to Argentina, and I am not in any way, shape or form embellishing here, a young dad placed his son in the overhead storage bin to play. Yes you heard, or read, me right. This guy placed his son of about 3 or 4 years of age in the overhead storage bin. I really regret not having gotten a picture of that.
Anyhow, I’m in Montevideo now and I haven’t had a chance to get out and take pictures. I’ve worked for the past two days. I do plan to get out and shoot some video, take pictures. I’m also looking for interesting subjects to interview.
The performances have been really interesting but I’ll blog about those later.
Thanks for keeping up with me. Until we cross paths again, dooni dooni kononi be nyaga da.
Enjoying the updates on Periscope!
Thanks Tim, I’ll keep’em going. It’s really interesting.
Hi Baba you were today in my doughter’s school in Montevideo “colegio bilingüe Ciudad Vieja” her name is Sara, she really enjoyed your stories. You told her about a song named Sara that child sings in Africa and she have been asking me about this 🙂 could you give the name? Probably is mama Africa? Thanks for your performance 🙂 It was amazing for she!!
¡Hola Hecsil! I remember your daughter so clearly. She and her teacher had worked on preparing a question to ask. You would have been proud. She stood up in front of the entire assembly and read her question to me. The song with her name in it is actually from a children’s story. A lot of the stories in Africa have songs with them and this one is not one that is popular or published outside of West Africa. It is a story about three sisters who vie for the heart of a man but only sings for Sara. I didn’t get a chance to tell the story but I sang her the song. Thank you for following up with me on my blog, it inspires me to keep writing.
Thanks Baba for your answers. I did’tn know that Sara read in front of the entire assembly jejje. She’s really valiant. From now my family follow your blog and webside, Sara really loves your stories and it’s a great way to practice our English in family. A big Huge for you from aour family. We hope you see you soon in Monevideo.
Your words mean the world to me. I appreciate you and your family.