April 2, 2009

Coffee Break Spanish

Posted in Journal tagged , , , , , , , at 5:18 pm by Jenn

I have been surfing and browsing the internet most of the day, reading expat blogs on Chile, searching for potential job leads, posting to message boards etc.  Overall it’s been really amusing and the best part is that I found this great site that will be a refresher for my Spanish.  It’s a weekly podcast called Coffee Break Spanish, and IT IS A RIOT!  I’m on lesson one and I’m cracking up.  Not because it’s pathetic, but because it is entertaining.  I’m almost positive the instructors Mark and Kara are Irish as I detect a strong brogue, which comes across when they speak and it’s cracking me up!  LOVE IT!  This is going to be perfect.  Free Spanish lessons, and entertainment, and all in the privacy of my own home, while I knit!

Yesterday, I was too distracted by the post news and other things to write anymore, but I NEED to document this before I forget. 

I was walking around the Old City yesterday when my cell phone rang…it was Vangie – my neighbor.  She asked in a voice that sounded very disturbed, “Jenn, are you at home?”  I said, “No, why, what’s wrong”.  She said, “You are missing a great photo op at the Wellington”.   Vangie knows that I carry my camera everywhere with me to document the bizarre and strange happenings in and around this town.  Judging by the tone of her voice I knew it couldn’t be good.  The last time I heard her voice like this was the day Baku Animal Control was in the neighborhood.  I’ll spare you the details, but I will tell you that I did hear the gunshots.

Anyway, I asked what was going on and she proceeded to tell me that there were two sheep in our parking lot with their feet tied and they were about to be slaughtered.  I couldn’t believe it.  We live in a high rise apartment building.  Perhaps if we lived in Badamdar about 5 minutes away it wouldn’t bother me so much (fenced yards and less populated), but this is the city, we should not be seeing this in our parking lot.  She then went on to tell me that the gentleman who has several parking spaces reserved in the lot for himself (and his friends I suppose) had these two sheep in his “area” (not marked I might add, you are just supposed to know not to park there) with a meat hook and a wash basin and it looked like they were getting ready to kill the sheep.  She said she didn’t stick around long enough because she didn’t want to see and suggested that if I didn’t want to see that I not come home for a while.  I thought that was a GOOD idea.  So I waited several hours.

When I returned home one of the maintenance guys was up in the parking lot hosing off the area so I’m guessing that the mission had been accomplished even though there was no evidence that I could see.  I called Vangie to tell her that it had been done and she said that she knew…apparently her husband came home and witness the hanging, skinned, sheep…he also noticed that 10 feet away in the playground for our building were many kids, PLAYING! 

These are the same kids whose parents have a fit because the dogs run around and use the bathroom on the grass around the apartment.  I wonder what they’ll say when their kids wake up screaming in the night from the nightmares they are sure to have from these sheep.  I know that I had a sinking feeling in the bottom of my stomach just hearing about it and I’m sure many of you have that same feeling right now reading about it. 

I wonder why they did this, and why they chose to do it in the parking lot?  Certainly in Baku there are facilities where this can be done and if this man has enough “manat” to have 5 parking spaces all to himself, I’m sure he could have hired someone to take care of this somewhere a little less public.

Please, please, please someone – say something to me about my dog today.



  1. Mom said,

    Our dog now looks like a simple Poodle. On;y a topknot and a puffy tail. The rest of her is less than half an inch and looks like crushed velvet. Hopefully heather will send photos. I am off the Quilt bee. Talk to you this weekend. And a nice pat for Max.

    I’ll be seeing her in person in a few weeks so you can hold off on the photos!

  2. Mark said,

    ¡No somos irlandeses, sino escoceses! The brogue you detect is Scottish as you’ll find out as you follow the series. We can guarantee that the Spanish I teach you on the show is pure Spanish as I’ve lived, worked and studied in Spain!

    Hope you continue to enjoy the show.

    Thanks for responding Mark! I am enjoying the podcasts very much and I LOVE the show.

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