Lockdown Day 58: Five’ll Get You Fifteen / Encierro Día 58: Cinco te Darán Quince

La versión español está después de la versión inglés.

REMEMBER WHEN I TOLD YOU about San Geraldo’s purchase of fifteen bags of frozen blueberries at Mercadona? The fifteen [quince] bags he called, in Spanish, “diez y cinco” [ten and five], and the cashier asked if he said veinticinco (twenty-five)… and he said “yes.” If you don’t remember the story, click here, for a much better explanation.

Anyway, San Geraldo was back at Mercadona Saturday and he picked up another fifteen bags of blueberries. This time, he was confident. As he loaded the bags on the conveyor belt, he smiled and helpfully told the cashier, “Cinco [five].”

The cashier looked at the massive pile on the counter and asked, “¿Quince [fifteen]?” San Geraldo slapped himself (gently) on the head, rolled his eyes, and exclaimed, “¡Cinco! Quince, yes.” He then told his story. She laughed and laughed, and then she said she wondered what it was going to be next week. I do, too.

While San Geraldo was talking about blueberries, I was enjoying the other colors around Fuengirola and our own back garden (the last four photos and the photo at the top).

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¿RECUERDAS CUANDO TE CONTÉ SOBRE la compra de San Geraldo de quince bolsas de arándanos congelados en Mercadona? Las quince bolsas que él llamó, “diez y cinco”, y la cajera le preguntó si dijo veinticinco … y él dijo “sí”. Si no recuerda la historia, haz clic aquí para obtener una explicación mucho mejor.

De todos modos, San Geraldo regresó a Mercadona el sábado y recogió otras quince bolsas de arándanos. Esta vez, tenía confianza. Mientras cargaba las bolsas en la cinta transportadora, sonrió y le dijo amablemente a la cajera: “Cinco”.

La cajera miró la enorme pila en el mostrador y preguntó: “¿Quince?” San Geraldo se golpeó (suavemente) en la cabeza y exclamó: “¡Cinco! Quince, sí.” Luego contó su historia. Ella se rió y se rió, y luego dijo que se preguntaba qué sería la próxima semana. Yo también.

Mientras San Geraldo estaba hablando de arándanos, yo estaba disfrutando de los otros colores alrededor de Fuengirola y nuestro propio jardín trasero (las últimas cuatro fotos y la foto en la parte superior).

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It’s Only a Number / Es Solo un Numero

La versión español está después de la versión inglés.

SAN GERALDO BOUGHT fifteen bags of blueberries. No, it’s not a tongue twister. Nor is this the start of an arithmetic problem. San Geraldo went to the supermarket to buy fifteen bags of blueberries, among other things. He thought and thought about how to say fifteen in Spanish. He has a really difficult time remembering his numbers.

He wanted to tell the cashier there were fifteen bags of blueberries, so she wouldn’t have to count them all. So, before reaching the cashier, he reviewed the numbers 11 to 15 in his head for a few minutes, “Once, doce, trece, catorce…” And then it was his turn. Only he didn’t say fifteen (quince), he said “ten and five (diez y cinco),” and maybe not clearly enough. The casher asked, “veinticinco?” (twenty-five?) and SG said, “Yes” — because that’s what he says whether or not he understands the question.

He paid and took the elevator down to the car. He wasn’t convinced he had gotten things quite right and the bill was much higher than he had expected, so he checked the receipt and saw the cashier had charged him for twenty-five bags. Frozen blueberries are not cheap. Even San Geraldo couldn’t ignore the error. He took the elevator back up to the supermarket, still unable to remember how to say fifteen.

When he reached the cashier, he told her he had 15 bags of blueberries (yes, he once again said diez y cinco — ten and five). The cashier stared blankly. SG showed her the palm of his hand (I don’t know why) on which he drew with a finger the numbers 1 and 5, while saying aloud “one, cinco” (yes, he said one number in English and the other in Spanish). Still nothing.

Finally, a very kind man in line said, “quince,” and SG exclaimed, “Sí!” (really meaning it this time). He then said in Spanish (exact translation here): “The numbers is bad!” As usual, SG left them laughing.

He tried to tell me the story when he got home. But he couldn’t remember how to say fifteen.


SAN GERALDO COMPRÓ 15 bolsas de arándanos. No, este no es el comienzo de un problema aritmético. San Geraldo fue al supermercado a comprar 15 bolsas de arándanos, entre otras cosas. Pensó y pensó en cómo decir 15 en español. Le cuesta mucho recordar sus números.

Quería decirle a la cajera que había 15 bolsas de arándanos, para que no tuviera que contarlas todas. Entonces, antes de llegar al cajero, revisó los números del 11 al 15 en su cabeza por unos “Once, doce, trece, catorce …” Y luego fue su turno. Solo que no dijo 15, dijo “diez y cinco”, y tal vez no lo suficientemente claro. El cajero preguntó: “¿veinticinco?” y SG dijo “Sí” — porque eso es lo que dice si entiende o no la pregunta.

Pagó y tomó el ascensor hasta el auto. No estaba convencido de haber hecho las cosas bien y la factura era mucho más alta de lo que esperaba, así que revisó el recibo y vio que el cajero le había cobrado por 25 bolsas. Los arándanos congelados no son baratos. Incluso San Geraldo no pudo ignorar el error. Tomó el ascensor de vuelta a la tienda, aún incapaz de recordar cómo decir 15.

Cuando llegó al cajero, le dijo que tenía 15 bolsas de arándanos (sí, una vez más dijo diez y cinco). El cajero lo miró sin comprender. SG le mostró la palma de su mano (no sé por qué) en la que dibujó con un dedo los números 1 y 5, mientras decía en voz alta “one, cinco” (sí, dijo un número en inglés y el otro en español).

Finalmente, un hombre muy amable en la fila dijo “quince” y SG exclamó: “¡Sí!” (Realmente lo significa esta vez). Luego dijo en español: “¡Los números es malo!” Como de costumbre, SG los dejó riéndose.

Intentó contarme la historia cuando llegó a casa. Pero no podía recordar cómo decir 15 en español.

And speaking of numbers and frozen things: SG’s sister Linda in South Dakota sent us this photo from the dashboard of their pick-up truck.
Minus 21F (that’s Minus 29C)!

Y hablando de números y cosas congeladas: Linda, la hermana de SG en Dakota del Sur, nos envió esta foto desde el tablero de su camioneta.
¡Menos 21F (eso es Menos 29C)!

Fifteen Tapas

It seems a day out on the town, any town, is not complete without us stumbling upon a really great restaurant. After Mariposario de Benalmádena (Benalmádena’s Butterfly Park, see two previous posts), we continued another 5 minutes into Benalmádena Pueblo (the old village). Having only been there once before (click here for my first visit), I was familiar with only one little cafe, so we parked the car and began to head downhill through town.

It was a quiet and gloriously sunny winter day already past 2:00, which meant even the stores that might be open this time of year were closed for siesta. We thought, before settling down to lunch, we’d check out Plaza de España, a charming historic plaza. There were a couple of nice-looking restaurants. We chose the second one we came to, Restaurante Plaza.

It was warm enough in the sun to enjoy a meal out on the terrace, but the cloud of cigarette smoke hovering all around decided us to head inside. We headed up some stairs to a room with terraced windows that looked out onto another street. Service was a pleasure and the menu was varied and unusual. We each chose our own three tapas and we were definitely not disappointed.


Numbers in another language can sometimes cause confusion. San Geraldo ordered his tapas by number. Cuatro (Four), Once (Eleven), and Diez y Cinco (supposed to be, but not, Fifteen). Since he was pointing to the items as he ordered, the waiter nodded and took down the information. When Judy ordered, she followed San Geraldo’s lead and requested Diez y Cinco. The waiter was a bit further away. He hesitated and looked at me. I said she didn’t want both Diez y Cinco (Ten and Five), she wanted Quince (Fifteen). The waiter laughed. San Geraldo laughed. And Judy said, “Well, that’s what I get for following Jerry’s lead!”