Snippets for now, as I don’t have enough on any topic to warrant a post.
It was bad. Hadn’t completely recovered when the daylight savings change happened. That alone usually disrupted sleep for a week for most of my life. For the first time I tried tried treating jet lag by walking outside for 30-60 minutes while the sun came up. Supposedly it helps reset your body clock. Don’t know if it helped. Do know it gave me something productive to do, exercise and photography, after waking up way too early.
Taken in the park adjacent to my apartment.
Unpacking While Jet Lagged
I knew that what would seem as perfectly obvious places to store things while jet lagged wouldn’t look that way 3 weeks later. Lucky for me, most of them did. Haven’t lost much. Did take me 2 weeks to find a pair of shoes. Can’t find the photo gear padded insert for my daypack, but I didn’t try very hard because –
Moving the Former Airbnb Stuff Out of My Way
I’m going to move the Airbnb stuff in the bedroom I use to the bedroom I don’t use. Actually will use it when I reassemble my PC bits in a new computer case and add a monitor. Also will move unused kitchen stuff into that bedroom. Unlike unpacking after arrival, I’ll do it on paper before doing it for real.
Why a 2 bedroom? Rooms are small here. Wanted a second one for computer desk, dry box for camera and lenses, empty luggage storage, and a bicycle if I buy one.
Fewer obstacles to deciding to walk than in Thailand. I’m not limited to: 1) Avoiding the heat by walking early in the morning or after dark, 2) Streets with sufficiently large margins to separate vehicles from pedestrians, except for a few narrow ones in the town center, 3) Streets with inclines either too shallow to raise my heart rate to desired level, or so steep as to hurt my knees, 4) Streets where the packs of soi dogs are friendly. Haven’t seen a stray dog here yet.
From previous trips, I knew I wasn’t going to pig out on pastries, despite living 50 m from the best traditional pastelaria in town. Then I tried Salame de Chocolate for the first time. Ohhhhh Nooooo. Is it as heart unhealthy as it tastes? Recipe check says yes. Lets see if I have the willpower to buy 1 a week, eating half there and saving the rest for another day. It’s not going to help that blood test results from last week show all cholesterol and related numbers were in the excellent range. Link to Google Images.
For the first time since
Nov 2008 March 2010 my apartment has a kitchen. Yea! Living in Hua Hin meant toast that was usually barely warm, always too lite, and with one exception, bread that I tolerated at best. It was there I realized how much I liked toast and that I took something seemingly that simple for granted. I’ve been making up for the deficit with the aid of French jellies and jams. So far, my favorites are Fig, Chestnut with Vanilla, Rhubarb, and Red Currant, in that order.
Adventures in Speaking Portuguese
This happened during my second visit to a shop selling whole and half flattened grilled chickens. I was served by the same man each time. The following exchange between him and myself was ALL in Portuguese, except for one word by me. His questions were short and simple, e.g. how many, whole or half, here or take away, as were my answers. Then he asked which sauce. I could tell from the graphics there was chili pepper hot, orange, or lemon. Didn’t know the word for lemon. I asked. After he replied, I pronounced it mostly correctly. He said it again, I nailed it. Then, as he was applying sauce he said ‘Thank you for learning Portuguese.’ I replied with a sincere Portuguese version of ‘Many thanks, sir’.