
TOTALLY weird day….totally weird! There was a conference at a local university about using technology in the educational setting (the typical academic process here is memorization). Several months ago, I met the head of education for Ciudad del Saber (City of Knowledge, which is a technology / education park) that asked if I would present there. Hey, I thought it would be interesting to say the least, so I agreed. Got up and looked for something to wear, knowing I needed to look a LOT more professional than when going to school. All of my “big girl” clothes were moldy! They had been stuck in the back on the closet for months. Had to run a quick load of laundry. My nicer shoes had to be wiped clean, because there was mold all over them, not having been worn for months and again in the back of the closet. So, I got ready to go. Was picked up by a 21 year old. She was born here and was about to graduate from college, but she was disgusted with the way the professors instructed their classes. She was presenting from the college students stand point, me from the educator point of view, and a gentleman who owned a lot of businesses in Panama and talking from the “we don’t have the skilled workers stand”. Now what anyone “really” said I do not know as it was all in Spanish except for me.
At the conference, I needed a translator to translate my English presentation into Spanish. When I spoke, I had to use short sentences and few words, so he could translate to the audience what I was saying. I had this presentation that I wanted to give, but had to reduce it to just a few words. There was a question / answer session afterwards. I kept looking at the translator and seeing if there was a valid question or just a comment that needed responded to because he had to listen to the question in Spanish, then translate it to me. I was totally dependent on his ability to translate. I am standing at the microphone, watching the audience (70 people ???) just staring at me. They had no clue what I was saying and I had no clue what they were thinking. When they introduced the business man, all I got from the introduction was University of Illinois. That did not get lost in translation. So it was fun to talk with him later since we for a few years lived only 20 miles apart AND he could speak English.
Really, whoever said three times was a charm? We have a U.S. address that we can receive packages which are then forwarded to us here in Panama. We rarely use it, because once it gets to the Miami address, we have to pay to have it shipped here plus any customs charges. But it does come in handy in some situations. So, we had a small package coming. About the time we figured it should be in Panama, Wayne went to the freight office to get it. However, the office was shut down, totally. So he (silly thing to do) walked up to where the business was, thinking there might a sign posted saying they had moved with a new address or anything. Of course, nothing. So, he came home (can’t call on the phone - still that language problem) and searched on the internet. Yes, they had moved and found a map to the new location. So we went out looking for this place. It was nowhere to be found. Came back and realized the map was wrong (typical). Found another map and went out on Saturday morning to look for it. Now, you have to understand there was NO address, you just you turn off a main street at certain business, look for another business that faces their offices and it is next to another business. So indeed, (like a big treasure hunt), we DID find it (or so we thought, since there was absolutely no sign identifying the business), but they were apparently closed on Saturday. So Wayne returned during the week (this was TRIP NUMBER 4) and finally picked up the package. Now, there are two ways to look at this. One is to become totally frustrated or the other is to solve the mystery and have one more challenge conquered.
We went to a store we haven’t been to before this weekend. I was shocked when I saw this sewing machine in there (see picture). The store had all the modern “stuff” you would find in any store, here or the USA but one of these sewing machines? Then I realized there are probably a lot of tribal people that need to sew that do not have electricity where they live. Guess they would come in handy for home w/o electricity.