This is a blog for my friends and family, but it may turn out to be a teaching tool for my students. It is a real experience I can expand upon when they ask questions. Some is in Spanish, so you may have to do the unthinkable...use Google translator! Oh no! ¡No me digas! I have tested it and it is NOT perfect, sometimes getting the meaning completely backwards; there you have my disclaimer. Joining late in the game? Click on "older posts" at bottom and start at the beginning.
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
The focus is fast becoming how to get out of here... In Portillo style, another "Tormenta" is approaching and the "prognóstico" says snow Thursday night, then again on Friday night through Saturday, the day I am scheduled to leave. But when it snows, they close the road and no one comes or goes. So I may try to leave on Friday afternoon, but my contract says I work until 4:30 and the last van departs at 5:30. In between, I must pack up my skis, turn in my uniform and collect my pay from the bureaucrat who sits in a bare-walled room with a single light bulb and speaks a version of Chilean Spanish that seems to come from another planet! My prayer is that I will not have to work the afternoon shift and that it will all work out. Otherwise, I may get snowed in until Sunday or Monday and when it snows like that, they don't even run the lifts until they can both see the top, groom the novice trails and blast off the avalanche potential. By then the road will be open.
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