Learning about cultural differences the hard way Continue reading Do You have a cold heart?
The little girl, five years old, walked up to me. She could see that I was having difficulty walking. An old injury had flared up and I needed to use a cane to get around. It was difficult and painful for me to walk and she noticed. “I’ll help you,” she said to me. She grabbed my hand and we proceeded to walk down the street. All the while she was also engaging me in conversation. Maybe she wanted to take my mind off the pain of walking. Then her six year old brother came up and took over until … Continue reading I’ll Never Walk Alone
Lon looked at his watch once again. “They said it would start at 1:00 PM.” He looked at the crowded, jammed freeway with frustration. “We’ll never make it.” I shook my head in amazement. Lon has lived a good part of his life in Peru. He is an American and that is the problem. I told him that he ought to know by now it is rare that anything starts even close to the designated time in Peru. That is true. He ought to know it, but the American value of punctuality has been so deeply ingrained that he feels … Continue reading Locked in Time
I won’t pretend to be an expert on being a foreigner. That is a very personal experience. I also wouldn’t want to give the impression that I know how anybody else feels. However, I have been a foreigner for much of my life and in a number of countries. So I know a little about myself being a foreigner. Unlike others who find themselves refugees from climate change or political unrest, I am a voluntary foreigner. We are called expatriates. First and foremost, to me being a foreigner means freedom. Staying in one culture all your life means restricting yourself … Continue reading To Be Foreign
My dog and I were walking the streets of Barranco , district of Lima, Peru, as usual. A woman with a young child approached from the opposite direction. The little girl hid behind her mother’s skirts. She wanted to pet the big dog, but was a little scared. Her mother encouraged her ( in Spanish, of course). “Go ahead. It is OK. He is very gentle.” Falcor, my dog, seemed to understand. He approached the little girl and nuzzled her softly. At first she backed away. Finally , she reached out and stroked the soft fur of my dog. … Continue reading The Touch
Independence isn’t what it cracked up to be Continue reading STANDING ALONE. ARE YOU SURE?
Tongue twisting required of Gringos Continue reading A Trilling Experience
What’s in a name? Continue reading What Do They Call You?
Lima, Peru, is loaded with taxis. Which is a good thing because a number of years ago, I decided to give up driving. I concluded that it was cheaper and more convenient to use taxis. Owning and operating a car … Continue reading More Than Just a Ride
A change from the fast-paced life Continue reading Nothing Better to Do
Musing on life as an expatriate Continue reading Have I Become A New Person?