Before we left the states for our Peace Corps service in
Paraguay, a friend gave me some good advice. She told me to really look, take
note, and jot down some of the random, everyday things we noticed in our new
surroundings, because as we began to acculturate, they would become
commonplace. So, taking her advice, here are a few random notes from the field,
(please excuse my weird “stream of consciousness” ramblings…):
We have seen up to 5 people riding on a moto at a time,
including a baby and the family dog.
Events in our town are advertised by a truck, with a three
foot tall speaker, driving through neighborhoods with the repeated announcement
blaring.
Whether door to door or on buses, vendors on foot sell a
variety of wares for your convenience. These items might include, but aren’t
limited to: pineapples; bedding; car antennas; kitchen utensils; cup of coke or
water from a bottle that’s been reused; fans; lottery tickets; cell phone
chargers and covers; chipa, (delicious Paraguayan bread); toys; windshield
wipers; pots and pans; CDs “pirata”, (yes, they even admit they are pirated!);
Jehovah Witnesses and LDS selling their faith; candy and gum; clothes;
sunglasses; towels; beer, served through the window of the bus at the bus
stop, (they advertise it as “kamby” or milk, in Guarani); cow heads, stomachs,
and assorted organs.
Gas is called “Nafta” and is sold in recycled soda
bottles at a small despensa in our town. The different grades of gas are color
coded, and make for a visually attractive roadside stand.
The manes of horses are roached or cut straight off,
including forelocks.
When it rains in this subtropical climate, it is a mystery
as to whether the liquid dripping down your back is rain or your own sweat.
A serrated knife is a tool for all purposes, from sawing
small branches, to making holes in leather, to cutting through plastic bottles,
and yes, even slicing a tomato. ”With the same knife?” you ask. Of course!
Many items in Paraguay are “re-purposed” when they can no
longer be used for their original purpose. A burned out florescent light bulb
is no exception. It gets wired to a long piece of bamboo, positioned near the
house and becomes a TV antennae.
If you dip a recently killed chicken into boiling water, the
feathers come off much more easily.
I learned how to ride a bike, no, really. Riding a bike in
Arazape is a completely different experience. I have honed my skills in:
dodging cows, pigs, dogs, horses, chickens, and motos; dodging cow, pig, dog,
horse and chicken manure; shifting gears to go up and down hills on dirt trails
while navigating rocks, ruts, and pot holes; and riding on cobblestone roads
while balancing ever so slightly above the seat- you get the picture…..
We have a new pet- He is silent during the day, (invisible
too, as we have yet to discover where he sleeps), and exits our front door
every night to fill up on unsuspecting bugs in the night. We just happened to
notice this huge kururu, (toad), one night. He just minds his own business and
we mind ours. Please submit your suggestions, as he is yet to be named
Sugar is a highly prized commodity here in Paraguay. It is
added generously to juice, sliced fruit, and the morning cocido. They start young with this habit- at least 3 heaping teaspoons of the prized granular
white stuff is added to the milk in a baby’s bottle.
The wood used to build fences and gates is so hard and
durable that it is also used to make the hinges for the gates.
When an ant bites you, (and it will- seems like they have an
affinity for Norte meat), you will experience four phases: First- it hurts! For
such a tiny insect, it sure carries a mean punch; Second- the bitten area becomes a tiny
pustule of infection; Third- it itches and you will scratch like crazy until; Fourth- you create a little sore that takes about a week to heal.
The Paraguayan kids are similar to kids in the states- same
big smiles, same sense of curiosity and wonder, same desire to learn, same
dirty feet.
Whether handing a bowl of soup over the fence; inviting us over
for dinner, terere, or to celebrate a 90th birthday; waving and yelling
saludos in the streets; or listening patiently and laughing with us at our
slowly progressing language skills, the people in this community have been
welcoming and wonderful.
Enough randomness for one night- Hey, I just realized
absolutely nothing itches today! Now that was random!
How about Jethro for the toad?
ReplyDeleteLove this post Sue. Life in the abnormal.
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