Il fait frais le matin, 16 °, le jardin est encore à l’ombre mais, bien sûr, Jens veut prendre le petit-déjeuner dehors. Je mets un pantalon et un pull. Les autres clients de l’hôtel le prennent dans une petite pièce où la télé est mise. Je ne comprends pas comment les gens peuvent suivre les nouvelles: Sur l’écran on voit à la fois le présentateur, un texte en bas (qui ne correspond pas à ce que dit le présentateur) et encore en-dessous une bande d’information qui défile.
Le temps devient ensuite très agréable: 25 °, du soleil et un peu d’air. Je vais au centre en vélo. J’essaye de prendre des itinéraires différents et je commence à connaitre mieux la ville. Je vais me renseigner pour louer une voiture pour aller à La Serena, au Chili. Les petites compagnies ne le font pas. Peut-être pour une histoire d’assurances. Je vais donc à Avis. A l’adresse que j’ai: pas d’Avis, ils ont déménagé. Un voisin m’indique leur nouvelle adresse. Je repars. Ce n’est pas loin. Ils me disent qu’en ce moment toutes leurs voitures sont louées. Je dois reprendre contact avec eux en début de semaine prochaine. Je vais aussi au bureau du tourisme. Ma vieille amie au bleu me reçoit. Je lui demande où trouver des renseignements sur l’histoire de San juan et en particulier sur l’histoire des canaux. Elle m’indique l’Université et la bibliothèque.
Je fais quelques courses. Une petite fille me double sur le trottoir en courant et me dit ¡Hola! C’est la fille de la fruiterie. Elle a peut-être 10 ans et sert dans la boutique de ses parents après l’école. Le marchand de journaux me tend le « Cuyo » avant que je le demande (au fait, Cuyo est le nom de la région ici). Une dame à l’épicerie me demande d’où je suis. Elle a, en ce moment, une jeune Danoise chez elle, grâce à un programme d’échange.
Jens rentre un peu plus tôt. Longue séance de piscine. José Antonio, le chef d’orchestre, sa femme et Luciano se baignent aussi. Ils sont sympa.
Diner dans le jardin à 8 h. Il fait encore jour, mais il fait nuit quand on finit de diner. On fait une cure de salade de tomates et d’avocats ici.
It is cool in the morning, 16 °, the garden is still in the shade but, of course, Jens wants to take breakfast outside. I put on pants and a sweater. The other guests take it in a small room where the TV is on. I do not understand how people can follow the news: On the screen we see both the presenter, a text at the bottom (which does not corresponds to what the presenter is saying) and still more below a band of Information scrolling.
The weather becomes very pleasant 25 degrees, sunshine and a little wind. I bike to down town. I try to take different routes and I begin to know the city better. I will look for information to rent a car to go to La Serena, Chile. Small companies do not do that. Perhaps because of insurance. I go to Avis. At the address I have: no Avis, they have moved. A neighbor tells me their new address. It is not far. They tell me that at this moment all their cars are leased. I’ll contact them early next week. I go to the office of tourism also. My old friend, the lady with the mark on her arm, receives me. I ask her where to find information about the history of San Juan and in particular on the history of the water channels. She tells at me the University and at the library.
I do some shopping in the neighborhood. A little girl, running, passes me on the sidewalk and said ¡Hola! She is the daughter of the greengrocer. She may be 10 years old and helps in her parents store after school. The newsstand man hands me the "Cuyo" before I asked (by the way, Cuyo is the name of the region her). A lady at the grocery store asks me where I am from. She has, at this moment, a young Danish girl at home, through an exchange program.
Jens returned earlier. Long session of swimming and sunbathing. José Antonio, the conductor, his wife and baby Luciano are there too. They are nice.
Dinner in the garden at 8 pm. It is still daylight when we start, but it is dark when we finish dinner. We eat a lot of tomato and avocado salad here.
It is cool in the morning, 16 °, the garden is still in the shade but, of course, Jens wants to take breakfast outside. I put on pants and a sweater. The other guests take it in a small room where the TV is on. I do not understand how people can follow the news: On the screen we see both the presenter, a text at the bottom (which does not corresponds to what the presenter is saying) and still more below a band of Information scrolling.
The weather becomes very pleasant 25 degrees, sunshine and a little wind. I bike to down town. I try to take different routes and I begin to know the city better. I will look for information to rent a car to go to La Serena, Chile. Small companies do not do that. Perhaps because of insurance. I go to Avis. At the address I have: no Avis, they have moved. A neighbor tells me their new address. It is not far. They tell me that at this moment all their cars are leased. I’ll contact them early next week. I go to the office of tourism also. My old friend, the lady with the mark on her arm, receives me. I ask her where to find information about the history of San Juan and in particular on the history of the water channels. She tells at me the University and at the library.
I do some shopping in the neighborhood. A little girl, running, passes me on the sidewalk and said ¡Hola! She is the daughter of the greengrocer. She may be 10 years old and helps in her parents store after school. The newsstand man hands me the "Cuyo" before I asked (by the way, Cuyo is the name of the region her). A lady at the grocery store asks me where I am from. She has, at this moment, a young Danish girl at home, through an exchange program.
Jens returned earlier. Long session of swimming and sunbathing. José Antonio, the conductor, his wife and baby Luciano are there too. They are nice.
Dinner in the garden at 8 pm. It is still daylight when we start, but it is dark when we finish dinner. We eat a lot of tomato and avocado salad here.
Rue
Street
Une école en construction
A school under construction
Une rue
A street
Résultats de lotterie
Lottery results
Rue
Street
Chiens errants faisant la sieste
Stray dogs taking a nap
Une voiture avec une bouteille de plastique sur le toit
Cela veut dire qu'elle est a vendre
A car with a plastic bottle on the roof
It means that it is for sale
Corbeille
Basket
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