The Flea of Central America.
There is an old children’s song about a hole in the bottom of the
sea. As it goes along there is a verse
that says “there is a flea on the hair on the wart on the frog on the log in
the hole in the bottom of the sea”. Charlotte
mentioned the man we met on the street here in Ataco who was from Texas. He said that El Salvador was called “the flea
of Central America” because it is so small.
I decided to google it and sure enough he was right. I guess that means we are now living in “the
flea”. I never personally liked fleas
but I guess God had a purpose for everything He created. There are quite a lot of people living in the
flea. The internet also said El Salvador
is the most densely populated country in Central America (# of people per
square mile). So we lived in Macau (the
most densely populated city in the world) and now we are living in the most
densely populated country in Central America.
Really, “the flea” doesn’t feel that tiny when you move around inside of
it. Yesterday was a long and interesting
day for me. I arrived at the garage
where they had been working on the car at 8:30. Everything in the dash area and
the middle console was completely disassembled.
When I told them I was not going to spend the additional $300 to have it
fixed but just wanted it put back together so I could get it back they were a
little put out with me. They said it
would take a lot of time to put back together and I could pick it up at the end
of the day on Monday. I said I was not
leaving without it. So after finishing a
van they were working on they started on our car. Then another large van came in that
apparently needed a break job and oil change.
They stopped working on our car to do that. Funny thing was that both of those vehicles
were still there at the end of the day.
Anyway, since I said I was not leaving without the car so when lunch
time came they all left, closed the doors and left me inside. So I went over and started working on the car
myself. I have found that, at least when
it comes to mechanics, that most of them here know no more than I do. The owner had left for San Salvador about
11:00, before lunch, and I am pretty sure he told them to work on our car only
in their spare time. When they came back
from lunch and saw the progress I had made they started back on it and we just
talked and worked alongside of each other for the rest of the time. It was really disassembled and of course they
did not get it back together as good as it was to begin with. But I was so tired and had not eaten anything
or been to the bathroom since I left home so on a few occasions I said to
myself when something was not perfect, I
can fix that better later. At least when
we finished everything but the AC was working and we could use it again. I left the garage at 5:00 and called
Charlotte to tell her I was on my way.
Of course, my sweet wife had dinner on the table when I got there and
after a great meal and a “hot” shower I was feeling better.
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