Messages From Myanmar #03
18 September 2015
Hello there… Rodger French
here.
Just checking in… it’s a
strange transitional time here. The seasons are slowly changing from “monsoon”
to “winter,” so we have more sunshine interspersed with occasional thunderstorms,
and seemingly fewer days (like today) when the rain socks us in. And, of
course, it’s always very warm and humid. I have been advised that there is
temperate weather on the horizon, days when the locals reportedly break out
scarves and light jackets. I remain skeptical.
In addition to seasonal
change, A.J. and I are slowly making the transition from newly arrived gringos
to actual resident gringos. Word is that shipments containing our stuff are
scheduled to arrive soon(ish) by air and sea. That would be very nice. And,
thanks to the housekeeping staff, the white mold that was taking over the
maid’s quarters that we plan to use for storage has been vanquished by a
winning combination of strong chemicals, a serious fan, and a big-ass
dehumidifier. We are ready and confidence is high(ish).
As advertised, I have
applied for a position in the Embassy that is pretty much the same job as I had
in Buenos Aires. The bureaucracy is now doing its thing and, since I would need
an upgrade in my security clearance (Official Nomenclature: “Super Secret
Squirrel”) should they offer me the gig, it could be weeks, nay, months before
I begin. Same song, different verse.
Meanwhile, I shop, cook,
and perform wingman duties as needed. Also, every day, más o menos, I practice
the wonderful Tango arrangements I received from Rodolfo Mederos, a quien
extraño mucho. Being a project-oriented guy, I am considering reserving the
Function Room downstairs and presenting un pequeño concierto for anyone who
might be interested in esta música excelente. Could happen.
And that’s the scoop for now.
Expect more soon, including photoz. Meanwhile, I think it might be worthwhile
to spend some time listening to the rhythm of the rain.
Onward.
Rodger
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