San Juan

As it turns out, a Paraguayan winter is a lot like a Tennessee spring. We arrived in this country during a vicious cold spell. It came close to breaking me, because (1) my winter clothes were in the suitcase that arrived a few days late and (2) it also took a few days to figure out how to work the odd shower heaters they have here. [Even in finer Paraguayan households, no one is so extravagant as to supply hot water to all the taps all the time. And since there are no dish- and clothes-washing machines, the only place you really need hot water is in the shower. Thus, the more fortunate households have a kind of mini water heater built into the shower head. They’re electric, about as dangerous as you’d suspect, and wildly varied in their efficacy.]

Paraguayan shower heater

But the suitcase came, and some kind soul told me what I was doing wrong with the shower head, so here I still am. And sure enough, about the time I got it figured out, we moved into a warm spell. For the next three weeks, we had clear 80 degree days and 60 degree nights. We broke out the short sleeves, searched for the coldest beer in town, and had volleyball games.

Our host families, trainers, and neighbors have spent the last stretch of time telling us that it was going to rain again and/or get cold “in another two days.” It’d become something of a joke with us. “Sure, it’ll rain in two days. And next week we’ll get our site assignments, the summers will be pleasantly temperate, and politicians will keep their campaign promises.”

This last week, we’ve been told that it would rain “because of San Juan.” This is a religious feast day and secular fiesta celebrated close to the winter solstice every year. This year the feast happens today. And every year it, like my father’s birthday, is cold and rainy.

And wouldn’t you know it, this year has been no exception. Hello winter!

The Guaraní word of the day is ikatu. This is one of very few irregular verbs in the language, meaning “to be possible.” It’s irregular in the easiest way imaginable; it simply doesn’t conjugate for anyone, ever. Memorize the one form, and you’ve got it. It can also be used as an adjective or an adverb. For San Juan, rain ikatu!

3 Responses to “San Juan”

  1. Le Dozier Says:

    MK~

    I continue to check your site constantly. Thanks so much for the updates!

    The big type A workout was a huge success last week. I can’t wait to show mom the shop next weekend. I’m really proud.

    I spend Sunday traveling ~300 miles up Rt. 1 to look for the best spots to rent mom a kayak and launch for our voyage. I’ve got several ideas and can’t wait for the visit this weekend! I began a new hobby today. Geocaching. It’s an excellent way to get out in the woods and find different treasures. Today’s results were mixed. I got about two miles into the thick woods and had to turn back due to a lack of sunlight and the most skeeters I’ve ever seen. On the positive, I saw many frogs, grouse, and wild turkey.

    Hope all is well! Love, ya brotha.

  2. nootie Says:

    MK-

    Happy b-day (a day late, like you my internet access is now spotty)!

    Went to AL with mom and am now in SAV. I will be making a job decesion by Wednesday and will be going to VA on Thursday. Life rolls on. It is sad being in Sav with all of my friends gone so I am glad it will be of short duration. Currently I am trying to finish my thesis text so I can officialy move on.

    I hope you had a great birthday.

    I love and miss you!

  3. rite Says:

    Enjoying keeping up with you. I know you must be touched by your surrounding and the goodness of the people you meet. Tell your farmers we are in an extreme drought in Alabama and have had to destroy some of our corn crop due ro lack of water-ugh!

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