Moving Towards The Door

We are on our feet and moving towards the door...of our new house. Is it ready, you might ask if that's the question that occurred to you. Hell no is the answer I might shoot back if you did. And then when you looked askance I'd elaborate, because an askanced look requires elaboration. We are moving in without electricity, I'd add or something of that sort. Union Fenosa our crack power company and a Spanish phrase that means, "we have no clue how to keep up with the rapid growth in Boquete, so we've developed a long list of excuses in lieu of doing anything, one of which is, 'that's not our department'" has told us we will have to wait fifteen days from some arbitrary date they set roughly a few days ago. We, the residents of the house where I am currently residing, and living too, as RTGFKAR would say, do not have fifteen days. We must make way for new residers who are moving in on Christmas Eve morning.

Well, alrighty then! "Let's get this show on the road" is the first cliche that comes to mind and along with "let's get packing" pretty much sums up our mindset and, of course, we like to set our minds using Black and Decker power tools. I set mine on finding coffee and after that it's open to tinkering. So, as soon as I finish this golden gem and a half dozen other bits of professionalcrastination, I'll grab a cardboard box and put something in it. This I'm told is a first step and even the longest of journeys begins with a cardboard box.

Luckily - and if you say luckily rapidly over and over chickens will gather 'round - RTGFKAR's daughter, LTGSKAL, Laura The Gringo Still Known As Laura, is here to help us with the packing and moving because she's on vacation and people on vacation love to help other people move. They also enjoy living in houses without electricity. And, luckily luckily luckily - here they come a-clucking, calm down Gus - our friend Alan has returned from his journey to that bizarre part of the world known as "The States" where uncalled for goings on occur daily and we have the use of both he and his truck. Alan is a little guy, but his truck is a goodly size.

So, ciao for now as we say here in Panama even if we don't know how to spell ciao and we're not Italian. We'll be seeing ya around the campus. The new campus that is.