March 2, 2017
An Attempt
I tried, yes I did! But I just couldn’t do it.
In the 80s, I used to walk the First Ring in the evening. It was good exercise and a good time to think and pray. I tried again not long after I first arrived in 2016. It was a cool breezy day, and I stopped a lot. I was able to do it in about 3 hours.
Well, I was determined that I would do it again upon returning last week. So I scheduled a day that was going to be sunny. I got up at 7:00 and took a quick shower. I was out of the house by 7:30.
My plan was to first stop at Teconté, which is two blocks from my house. I made a discovery. They are not open as early as I expected. The door was open for one of the workers to go in, but the restaurant was dark. That meant I would have to change my scheduled first stop and look for food along the route.
I didn’t get a block from there when I realized I would have to stick to the shady side of the street. It wasn’t even 8:00 and it was already hot. The humidity didn’t help at all! It was better on the shady side of the street. There was a little breeze, but I must emphasize that it was only a little.
I found a lady selling empanadas and juice to drink and bought both for about $0.75. The empanada was cold. The apple juice was hot. The juice was actually very good. I didn’t finish half of the empanada.
The hot drink didn’t help things much either. I went two more blocks and I was drenched in sweat! I could see about three blocks ahead an apartment building on the plaza across from the cemetery. That would mark a quarter of the journey. I was not a quarter of the journey along the route and I gave up.
I crossed the First Ring and headed back into town, planning to cut through the center. That is when I discovered a delightful little park with the two murals I am posting in this blog. It was shady, so I sat for a while. The humidity was such that I still wasn’t drying off, but I was cooled off enough not to take the coward’s way of getting a taxi.
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