I had a silent dinner of thinly sliced porkchops, ensalada and my choice of papas (french fries) or papas (mashed potatoes). Not bad and the quality of the food could be rated as just like left overs.
As I sit, I am in the narrow court yard between our huts looking up at the wireless antennae with prayerful eyes. Its rapidly blinking green lights offer more than its deadly slow signal. In fact, there is a lonely toad making its way across the ceramic tiles in front of me.
After half an hour and not even one page loaded, I think I will attend my lonely room and read a book. I do have a 32” flat screen in my room which was a condition of my contract, though ironically the few channels available are all in Spanish. Mind you CNN is on but one can only watch so much of that.