The rain came to a stop and the sun is back in full force here.... not as bad anymore though... i feel ive gotten rather used to it now that my body and knees dont sweat like a pig
Well this week was rather crazy....
It all started on monday as i was finishing up my weekly writing when we got a call from our cook saying that her husband had just passed away in the hospital.... we ran out into the rain and called a taxi as quickly as we could and with luck the taxi was on the way to the hospital to see the same guy, george
We swung by and grabbed some other friends of his that had just heard of the news and made a bee line for the hospital, mimicking one of the transporter movies as we weaved traffic and blew through lights (which dont stress too much, none of my hondi bretheren respect em anyways)all in the pouring rain....
We all tried to process what had happened.... hermano george was only about 38.....
had been with us the night before... although he had a cold from the recent weather changes he was todo bien. Evidently he had started working in the morning when he was hit by some chest pains... he went to the hospital in the afternoon where he had a pre heart attack.... the doctors where able to control it but then was hit by a heart attack which was too much for him...
It was really out of the no where and none of us could believe it.... we discussed how it couldnt be true as we raced up a curvy mountain road leading to the hospital which seemed to be one of the film locations of fast and furuious tokyo drift..... the agile little carolla got us to the top without sliding off and we raced into the hospital which really looked more like something off of the walking dead
Beds everywhere.... lack of orgainzation but no lack of limbless people, bloody, and crying people, and of course your typical stray dog. We quickly ran through the hallways to get to hermano George who was, as stated, muerto
I was a really sad scene..... The guy who had driven me around so many times in his taxi, and who had shared with me the little food that they could from there small brick room where they lived laid motionless on his bed.
As quickly as it all started, it ended..... the funeral van came and picked him up, straight to his coffin and took him to his home. There i had to dress him (with help from others) and prepare him for his funeral service that same night, and his burial which would follow the next day.
Been spending a lot of time with the family of his. Left behind his wife and 2 kids.... 15
and 11 years old. Just pretty crazy how quickly things can change.... but the family is staying strong. To help the wife, tomorrow we are going to do a baleada sale to hopefully raise some money for her..... if anyone wants to help you can send a package to me throught the same mailing address and i will deliver it to them (if you want to donate money.. I can transfer money that he can withdrawal there safely. Let me know)
Other than that its been a normal week
tortilla
freshly made
pero no me gusta tanto las tortillas de maiz..
18 month quest to find bagels is over, soooooo good
Found some New England clam chowder
