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Well, here I am in the kitchen at Martin and Jean's and it's blog time! Well, I feel strangely out of place, Birmingham strikes me as drab, people look drab, the sky is grey and rain seems ever present, (although today, Sunday is set to be hot and Sunday – though I have virtually demanded a Sunday roast). Despite that fact that in Guatemala the carrying of guns is pretty commonplace, the people are friendly and welcoming, those of Mayan heritage dressed in traditional clothes and everything is colourful and bright and of course, everybody greets one another in the street, buenas dias, buenas tardes, etc, here to merely look in the direction of many on the street makes me feel as though I might get a load of “verbal”, I find the streets of central Birmingham slightly intimidating. The highlight though has to be the new library building, such an uplifting and happy design! And things are much more cilvilised in Harborne - where Martin and Jean live.
Well, here I am in the kitchen at Martin and Jean's and it's blog time! Well, I feel strangely out of place, Birmingham strikes me as drab, people look drab, the sky is grey and rain seems ever present, (although today, Sunday is set to be hot and Sunday – though I have virtually demanded a Sunday roast). Despite that fact that in Guatemala the carrying of guns is pretty commonplace, the people are friendly and welcoming, those of Mayan heritage dressed in traditional clothes and everything is colourful and bright and of course, everybody greets one another in the street, buenas dias, buenas tardes, etc, here to merely look in the direction of many on the street makes me feel as though I might get a load of “verbal”, I find the streets of central Birmingham slightly intimidating. The highlight though has to be the new library building, such an uplifting and happy design! And things are much more cilvilised in Harborne - where Martin and Jean live.
Linked
to this slightly “fish out of water” feeling I have also
experienced a level of anxiety, which surfaced yesterday and caused
me to miss the opportunity go an open-air concert at Harwood House. I
can't exactly put my finger on the exact cause, but lets just say it
was a bit of a wake up call. Sweaty palms, racing heart-rate and a
wave of nausea – classic potential panic attack. Anyways, I feel
better today, having spent most of yesterday, slowly carefully and
relatively calmly, setting up my new notebook to function the way I
want it to and not the way, Acer and Microsoft think I want it to!
One
by-product of a relaxed Latin American life style is that I weathered
what was a truly frustrating yet comic processes of applying for my
Indian visa. A system designed as a gigantic catch 22 of such
proportions to match the vastness of India. You need to apply
online, the online system is pretty unstable especially when signal
strengths are poor and slow. You have to book an appointment, and
because I am in UK for only 10 days 3 of which are at the weekend
and 2 are public holidays in India, so I had a 5 working day window
for a process that takes 1 day plus 2/3 for processing, pretty tight!
Anyways,
I complete the form as best I can given the fact I am in Guatemala
and some details were in my old passport in the UK. I assumed I could
make the slight changes when I had the face-to-face meeting at the
Consulate. So I duly arrive at the consulate for my 8:30 meeting, but
the place is locked at there is already a long queue, I am about 20th
in the queue, the door is eventually unlocked at 9:30 there are about
150 people here now. But we file up the stairs in order and I get to
the reception window and ask for my queue ticket, “very sorry Sir,
but you are in wrong building, you need Visa Application Centre”
all accompanied by head wagging and beaming smiles, “but the
address on the form......” “yes, it is consulate address but
processing now done elsewhere......” “there is no notice to
say downstairs........” “no Sir, no room on notice board for a
notice ….... but instructions and a notice are on the back of the
door , there …...” “the back of the door …..” “yes Sir
it is more convenient when people are leaving here because they are
in wrong building they can see instructions as they pass through the
door!”
OK so
over 90 minutes late for my appointment I eventually find the Visa
Application Centre, the security guard receptionist, made no comment,
and when asked sid I as one of about 20 – 30 people everyday who
have the same experience! Nice to know I am not alone! It probably
explains why the place was virtually empty, I imagined all these
souls clutching copies of their applications wandering the streets of
the Jewellery Quarter here in Brum, well, I am number 1001 and I am
number 2 in the queue.
I
purchase my photos, the size is unique to the Consulate and the two
photos cost me £4.
I am
greeted at the counter by a very smartly dressed and polite
assistant, who having taken a quick glance at my form says “oh, you
want to make a change, sorry Sir, but this is not possible, you will
have to reapply, we cannot change the form it must be 100% correct on
completion online. There was an ancient on-line machine (£1 for 20
minutes) which would have cost around £3 as I could not imagine
refilling the form in less time, oh yes, and you cannot copy and
paste the original details you have to start from scratch. I decide
to come back to Martin and Jean's and do the form and get permission
to resubmit the form the next day.
The
next day, Friday, all is well my application is accepted (£43.50.
Visa fee £30, Consular fee £2, Processing fee £10 and SMS texts
£1.50) I say how relieved I am to know processing is only 2/3 days
as I am flying on the 25th. “you need to read this
advice Sir” “You are advised to only purchase airline tickets
after you have received your visa” …..... “oh, and Sir, next
Monday is a bank holiday in India, so we will not be working!” It
will be close but I think I should have my visa next Thursday or
Friday!
All
this being a fitting introduction to the more literal, truncated
thinking and logic of the sub-continent. But I survived and my blood
pressure did not go into the red zone!
Friday
was also the day I bought a new notebook, and I am so pleased with my
“dinky” 10.1 inch Acer, Aspire One in a lovely shiny red colour!
I am still happy with even after spending best part of 7 hours
setting it up the way I want it. These days there is no manual –
so you can't “RTFM” when things don't quite go to plan, but I
simply plugged it in and away it went ready to be modified. So after
7 hours, I have internet, my i-google homepage, i-tunes (I am proud
that I successfully transferred the 8465 “toons” from my external
hard drive with hardly a hitch!)
I have
abandoned Microsoft Office in favour of “Open Office” the open
source and free office suite. And this is my first document using the
word processor.
I
really like not to be controlled by Mr. Bill Gates thanks all the
same!
Looking
forward to India, both in terms of seeing my Indian brothers, Simon
and Sunny and the families, but also for the fact that I shall be
getting back to music with my 5 week residency with the Calcutta
Chamber Orchestra. A fitting prelude to my 6 month stint at the Music
Conservatoire in Trujillo, Peru.
I need
to reflect more on my need now for a more quiet and reflective life,
work out what it means, and how best to feed it! I am sure that my
Nomadic model is the right answer, just as I approach the start of
year two, I need to learn and discover new ways of living and doing!
But,
suffice it to say, I don't feel as though I am now at “home” in
the UK, I am worrying that my Spanish will regress again, but I know
that once I get to Peru it will flood back. I plan to arrange
specific Spanish converstion classes to jump start things.
So, I
am missing my “frijoles” (beans) and my tortillas, but am
planning a Guatemalan celebration of my 56th birthday and
1st anniversary of my grand adventure on Friday!
So, if
you have been, thanks for reading!
Hasta
Luego Amigos.
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