Painting a picture
Mostly so that Mom and Dad can visualize (and Mum can know how dedicated I am to this camera), here I am blogging away this evening on my windowseat (if you guys hadn't noticed yet, you can click on the picture for a much much bigger version):
As you can see, I am surrounded my my essentials: a cappuccino con crema from about 16:00 hrs and a glass of vino blanco from about 17:30 (and 18:00, and 18:30...), a plate that had an empanada (a chicken filled doughy pouch - like a hot pocket?) on it. Victory: I heated my dinner. Failure: I can't turn off the oven. At least it's electric and not gas like my heater, the Calorama Junior ("yun-yor") which works by pairing a large supply of natural gas with a flame. Delightful. I hope I never have to choose between the burning apartment and a 16 story leap. Maybe I should wear a parachute. If I did have to make a jump for it, here's what I'd be heading for: the lovely, twinkling, be-smogged streets and buildings of Santiago...
I figured out how to set the exposure on the camera so that it can take in the city lights. My vista goes on and on. It's very cool, if not a little beautiful. But I just think large expanses are always fun. Ok, I just checked the oven and its still rather caliente, which means I haven't yet discovered how to turn it off. If only they used words (Spanish or English) rather than Inca-like hieroglyphs (an outline of a fish... a chicken... a symbol that probably means "stormy water" in Japanese) I would be better off navigating this situation. Well, don't worry about me. At least I finally have a heater that doesn't require gas and a flame.
Ok, Mom, Dad: take advantage of lame posts while I'm excited enough to give you pictures of my apartment and view. Here is looking from my kitchen out the (open) window during the day. You can see the buildings and the mountains behind the city, as well as the little tree growing on my terrace thing and maybe if you look closely you can make out the white wire being run from next door by the crazy-dog-lady and her husband whose TVCable (TayVayCahblay) we seem to be paying for (oh, sublervitude):
That is all. Onto more important and academic things.
As you can see, I am surrounded my my essentials: a cappuccino con crema from about 16:00 hrs and a glass of vino blanco from about 17:30 (and 18:00, and 18:30...), a plate that had an empanada (a chicken filled doughy pouch - like a hot pocket?) on it. Victory: I heated my dinner. Failure: I can't turn off the oven. At least it's electric and not gas like my heater, the Calorama Junior ("yun-yor") which works by pairing a large supply of natural gas with a flame. Delightful. I hope I never have to choose between the burning apartment and a 16 story leap. Maybe I should wear a parachute. If I did have to make a jump for it, here's what I'd be heading for: the lovely, twinkling, be-smogged streets and buildings of Santiago...
I figured out how to set the exposure on the camera so that it can take in the city lights. My vista goes on and on. It's very cool, if not a little beautiful. But I just think large expanses are always fun. Ok, I just checked the oven and its still rather caliente, which means I haven't yet discovered how to turn it off. If only they used words (Spanish or English) rather than Inca-like hieroglyphs (an outline of a fish... a chicken... a symbol that probably means "stormy water" in Japanese) I would be better off navigating this situation. Well, don't worry about me. At least I finally have a heater that doesn't require gas and a flame.Ok, Mom, Dad: take advantage of lame posts while I'm excited enough to give you pictures of my apartment and view. Here is looking from my kitchen out the (open) window during the day. You can see the buildings and the mountains behind the city, as well as the little tree growing on my terrace thing and maybe if you look closely you can make out the white wire being run from next door by the crazy-dog-lady and her husband whose TVCable (TayVayCahblay) we seem to be paying for (oh, sublervitude):
That is all. Onto more important and academic things.
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