One thing i know anytime something frustrating as shit happens is that i will learn something out of it. well multiply that times 20, when something frustrating as shit occurs in a country in which you are foreign to. not because it is a foreign country, thats where most of us go wrong, especially as americans. we are use to getting what we want with a snap of the finger and if that doesn't happen and we bitch loud enough, it should come. the real problem is being foreign to another's sytem. now most of losing my debit card was all on the process of the monopolies of the united states, in this case the huge monster of \bank of America. I spent 10 hours total on line with them and visa and my mom spent about another 3 hours on my behalf. that is a lot of internet fees and sheer pain and heartache...it could all seem lost but nothing ever is.
The story is long and bueracratic, that is all you really need to know. Most of the time spent listening to the same song loop again and again and being transfered to yet another person. But in the end there was some resolve. We must go to Santiago again, we had to anyways, and pick up the card at the designated DHL VERIFIED local. in a race against the clock, after finding out that the pass was open to argentina through the andes, we ran to get the card and make it back to the hostel for our stuff, to the bank exchange, and on to the bus.
1143 Cathadral Calle...easy right. nope, never is. there was no 1143 Cathadral, the address that apparently had to be verified in order to even print the new card. it was some ornate building with locked doors. so we, through more fits and rigging managed to confirm with a DHL location that apparently isn't a DHL location at 1043 Cathadral that our package is in fact in Santiago at the real DHL on calle San Francisco. he told us, only 500 pesos for a taxi there. we get in the nearest taxi and continue to sit in traffic for 15 or 20 minutes before making it out of the traffic and on to our destination. This 1 dollar ride cost 10 dollars. we arrive, the lady was a raving bitch...but...ahhhhhhhh! we now have a new card. we made it through the rest of the gauntlet in to the bus and on through the peace restoring Andes.
Like i said at the beginning, nothing is lost. i learned that your partner is more frustrating and so are you to them in times of stress. i also was reminded that in the end, it could be worse. i will never deal with bank of america again, except to withdrawl my money from their clutch. and that bullshit happens, and in our minds its larger than life, but in reality the sun is still shining and your partner still is the most perfect one to wake up next to. patience...patience...patience...
I am done with the ranting, i swear, i know that is two blogs in a row but thats because thats how long it lasted. now i am back under the good sky and in a new country with a new flavor. coming up...Argentina! we will see what its like when i walk back in to the streets and see all the depressed fans after their loss to germany in the world cup. it could be a problem considering every argentine is a fan. wish me luck! love you all...
Traveling Home Each Time
2 comments:
nicki-
i have mastered nothing…absolutely nothing
how much of a brick wall you have become - sealed, impenetrable, cold - not a direct reference to chimayo; an epithet resulting from multiple times together
on a hunch i educated myself about sagittarians
(and consequently learned more about the brute inside of me)
’you don’t know me if you think I can afflict pain without remorse or just coldly - I am incapable’
‘There's a difference between the legendary bluntness of the archer and the brutal speech of the Scorpio. Scorpio tells the truth, completely conscious of its effect, but still refusing to compromise. Sagittarius is totally unaware of the effect his direct honesty has. Scorpio feels little compunction about the wounds his statements cause. To him, the truth is the truth, and if you can't bear to hear it, don't ask. The Jupiter person is crushed and dismayed at his own lack of discretion when he discovers he's really cut you. They are truly convinced that they are the most diplomatic souls in the world. They're always saying, "Why, I wouldn't hurt anyone's feelings for anything. I'm very careful about that." And they honestly believe it. He blurts out his piercing speech in total innocence.’
‘the real problem is you, at first i thought you were projecting and i still do, i have more trust in you and your solitude, your solidity, you need release and surrender, you have no humility, you hide behind your presence and words, you have deep rooted fears'
i understand you’re coming from a loving place and i would welcome precise explanation of ‘trusting me more now, my solitude, my solidity – you should have no reason to worry’
however, you talk to me like i’m a child whose head is in your lap, asking you to soothe my nightmares while you stroke my hair ‘giving me release and surrender’
with all due affection and respect, learning from you is a great joy but no one likes an overly condescending mum
and i did not choose to become a physical being so that I could be a pupil in your classroom, teacher nicki
next time you start your worrying, think about that ‘deep rooted fear’ line again
my kinship with solitude is not because i'm still searching for things, still questioning
i don't care for certain outside influences…turning off the tv to hear the music more clearly
i said nothing about ‘dealing with’ anything and i’m not sure how that idea originated
you are guided to certain books, people, religions etc
i am also guided to certain sources
your path is not my path
your conclusions are not my conclusions and vice versa
something for the both of us to remember
'i do not and would not ever say that i know world truth'
saying ‘there is no ultimate truth’ is the same thing as saying that there is an ultimate truth
'i am not so arrogant in my beliefs'
your beliefs about me and about humility disprove that statement in its entirety
you want to convince me you’re in an uncommunicative state about your beliefs
‘a reflective absorption phase’ and ‘having less to give in response’…very statuesque
but im sorry i can't say that i've seen that in you
noyaround your dad or around me
do you remember the vulnerability i was allowed to see on your birthday at the farm?
a belief began to crumble in front of you and you cried, mourning its loss while realizing you had not altered yourself as much as you'd believed
as you have shown me, i am now attempting to show you~
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