goose watch 2k9

i could eat this picture
the water in the background is bubbling up from a tiny tiny underground spring
or i guess maybe a ruptured pipe

this weekend i went with some friends out to little mountain towns and to a friend's family finca, which used to be a coffee plantation. the big old house is still there. i spent a lot of time in the hammock on the patio staring off at the volcano peaks. the fresh air is so delicious compared to the diesel fumes in the city that often irritate my eyes and throat. here are some pictures from the grounds of the finca...

the old cockfighting ring
now there are beans growing in it

there's something i like about this picture

i've got all my geese in a row

work it

apart from hanging out at the finca, we went to ataco, where they were celebrating st francis of assisi's saint day. fireworks! youth symphony orchestra! polish sausages! i even consumed a beer to join in the revelry. it was a golden, a salvadoran beer, and it tasted like beer. surprise surprise. the group of people i was with was very interested in teaching me slang and hearing my wacky accent from spain, and i was very interested in learning. this was probably the first time i went out with a bunch of salvadorans. look, i'm making friends. and they aren't trying to introduce me to christ or kiss them on the mouth! they want me to sing karaoke to 80s songs from spain - one of my particular talents. friendship slam dunk. next weekend.

here's a fun fact: when someone has a whole bunch of kids, the kids are called a marimba because when they all line up they look like a marimba. i'd say the quiglets qualify as a marimba, or rather, qualified. everyone else kept growing when i stopped. curses!