Beanland Diary #4 - Quick Saludo desde Cantarranas

¡Puchika! Where is the next edition of Dan´s Beanland Diaries (you are asking yourself)? Did my subsription run out? Has he forgotten about his friends stateside? Of course not. The painful waiting is over, as salvation has just graced your inbox.

I`m alive and well here in Cantarranas, the dusty pueblo I now call home. Let me hit you with some recent hilights:

• The mob of shoeless kids in my hood now knows that if they knock long enough, the gringo will come out into the street with his guitar and play cheesy spanish pop songs over and over (and over). Now they even bring me a stool. I´m teaching them to sing the blues, and now in the bar 12 turn-around they scream ¨awww yeah¨.
• I tried to cook beans and it was a horrendous failure. But I can fry platano like a pro.
• I hung my new hammock today - yeah!
• Started playing futbol. Since it is the one and only pastime for every male between the ages of 4 and 40, I thought I should give it a shot.
• We have a variety of banana here called datil. They are midget bananas about 3 inches long, and they make me laugh every time I eat one.
• I´m going to be shooting and starring in a no-budget commercial, an advertisement promoting the educational center where I work. Once it hits the regional cable station I am going to be famous.
• Pigs and donkeys roam free in the streets of Cantarranas. Strangely, they always look like they know where they´re going.
  

OK that`s it, just a quick update and an excuse to say happy t-day!

Stay cool,
D