Rug hooker / Enganchador de alfombra

La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.

THERE’S A 1-PERCENT CHANCE OF rain from now until 7 this evening when it goes up to 2 percent before peaking at 5 percent during the wee hours. The sky is a vivid blue unbroken by a single cloud. I can’t look out to sea from inside the house without putting on my sunglasses.

My good mood lasted most of yesterday. So far, so good today — except for an “off” stomach keeping me close to home. It’s nothing to worry about. I was well enough to have left-over pizza before my breakfast of yogurt, peach slices, a clementine, and Special-K (the cereal, not the horse tranquilizer).

I called the rug shop yesterday. I had “words” with the owner, although I kept my cool. Apparently the rugs are on their way from Valencia (a six-hour drive). They were put on the truck yesterday afternoon and will be in the shop for pick-up “Monday… or Tuesday… or maybe Wednesday.” I said I found it odd that the day we ordered the rugs — 24 days ago — he told us they could be picked up in four days. Now that they’re done, it might take five days for them to get here. He didn’t get my point.

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HAY UNA PROBABILIDAD DE 1 POR ciento de lluvia desde ahora hasta las 7 de esta tarde, cuando sube al 2 por ciento antes de alcanzar un máximo del 5 por ciento durante la madrugada. El cielo es de un azul vivo que no se ve interrumpido por una sola nube. No puedo mirar al mar desde el interior de la casa sin ponerme las gafas de sol.

Mi buen humor duró la mayor parte de ayer. Hasta ahora, todo va bien hoy, excepto por un estómago “mal” que me mantiene cerca de casa. No hay nada de qué preocuparse. Estaba lo suficientemente bien como para tener pizza sobrante esta mañana antes de mi desayuno de yogur, rodajas de melocotón, una clementina y Special-K (el cereal, no el tranquilizante para caballos).

Ayer llamé a la tienda de alfombras. Tuve “palabras” con el dueño, aunque mantuve la calma. Aparentemente, las alfombras están de camino desde Valencia (un viaje de seis horas). Los subieron a la camioneta ayer por la tarde y estarán en la tienda para recogerlos “el lunes … o el martes … o tal vez el miércoles”. Le dije que me pareció extraño que el día que pedimos las alfombras, hace 24 días, nos dijo que podían recogerlas en cuatro días. Ahora que ya terminaron, podrían tardar cinco días en llegar. No entendió mi punto.

NOTA:
En inglés, la palabra “hooker” puede significar enganchador/a o prostituto/a.

Hook in hand and weaving our rug. No wonder it’s taking so long.
Gancho en mano y tejiendo nuestra alfombra. No es de extrañar que esté tardando tanto.
• This tamarind was cut down to a stump last year. It’s now the happiest one in town. (And it will soon be trimmed to within an inch of its life.)
• Este tamarindo fue cortado a un tocón el año pasado. Ahora es el más feliz de la ciudad. (Y pronto se recortará a una pulgada de su vida útil).
Another one about to bite the dust (or the puddle).
Otro a punto de morder el polvo (o el charco).
The third-floor view of Wednesday’s sunset from the corner of our back hall.
La vista del tercer piso del atardecer del miércoles desde la esquina de nuestro pasillo trasero.
Caught it! Moose even surprised himself. He’s quick for a … Moose.
¡Cogido! Moose incluso se sorprendió a sí mismo. Es rápido para un … Moose.

It’s Greek To Me

There’s a local Greek restaurant called Santorini that we had never tried before. It’s well-rated, so we decided to check it out the other night with Tynan and Elena.

I told San Geraldo and Tynan that it was a 5-minute walk from our apartment. It was 8 minutes. And those whiners had the nerve to complain.

So sue me.

Anyway, they didn’t complain once we were there. Friendly and excellent service. Delicious and authentic dishes. And very affordable prices. The menu includes Spanish dishes, as well. But we stuck with what we were there for and went totally Greek. (Oh, stop it.)


(Click the images and enlarge the delicious.)

DOLMADES — STUFFED GRAPE LEAVES.
TZATZIKI.
(YOGURT, LEMON JUICE, OLIVE OIL, PEPPER DILL, CUCUMBER.)
KEBAB WITH TZATZIKI AND RICE (AND SALAD).

A nearby foursome (I swear it wasn’t us) followed their meal with a flaming drink called Queimada. The drink originates in Galicia (northwestern Spain). (Learn about it here.)

Elena explained the drink to us. She’s from Northern Spain, although quite a long distance from Galicia. But she’s very smart. And she has quite a bit of experience with alcoholic beverages.

COME ON BABY,  LIGHT MY FIRE.
(NO FLOWERS WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS DRINK.)