Travel Hell

I'm back in Paraguay.

It took 59 hours door-to-door due to various snafus and a reroute through Buenos Aires (that's Argentina, folks). I know there are people who probably thing I'm a whiny bitch and wish they could be so fortunate as to have such a travel adventure, but this weren't no picnic. It wasn't just that I was traveling with a toddler and an infant (the two, especially my almost-four-year-old, are quite used to these journeys and extremely sedate/well-behaved)...no it was the quarter-ton of baggage that we had to deal with. When your family is gearing up to live in the Third World for seven months, you pack a lot of shit. The snafus and reroutes ended up meaning a lot of shlepping of giant, heavy suitcases by Yours Truly through multiple airport check-ins, customs, whatnot. We got into town Monday night and my back is still killing me. I should probably chew some ibuprofen.

So here we are. About two-and-a-half days of travel, and I killed my first cockroach (in home) less than 24 hours later (and my second one a couple hours after that...God, I hate cockroaches). We actually got in Monday night (it's Wednesday now, right?), but we're all still adjusting back to the five hour time difference. The fact that the coffee maker broke sometime while we were gone hasn't helped.

Ah, well.

I hope to write (or at least start writing) another blog post of more immediate (i.e. gaming) interest later today. Or maybe right now. Everyone besides me is still asleep (I've been up since 4am or so), and the morning's been quiet. Well, you're still going to have to wait for it, okay.

BTW: One positive thing to come out of our mishaps? I found that I've been grossly misled about the character and personality of Argentine folks. Certainly it was a small sample size (we were in town a bit less than 24 hours), but every person with whom we met and interacted (I count 17 off the top of my head) was kind, helpful, friendly, and positive/cheerful (a little no-nonsense at times...but always professional). Our brief stint in B.A. was a highlight of the journey...though I would've happily skipped the experience to arrive Sunday morning, as planned.

Oh, Crap...

Somehow, I accidentally deleted all my followers.  That's what I get for futzing around with this blog while watching an old, Italian gladiator movie.

O my poor little followers...I'm sorry to have betrayed your smiling images to the Void!  Maybe it's time for a new Blackrazor post...