City Adventures

Chicken in the Dean’s Office
I spend a lot of time waiting for E to sign things. One day I waited for quite a while – long enough to get bored. I talked to one of the secretaries for a while and tried to finish some reports on my laptop. At one point I looked out the door and saw a chicken poking around in the grass, looking for food. I watched the chicken for a while. Eventually it decided to investigate the office. For almost five minutes it stood in the doorway looking into the office and lifting one leg as if it was going to step inside and then putting it down again. Eventually it wandered back to the grass. And yes, this is my second post about chickens. They are everywhere.

Trip to the police station
I went with GB to the police station to get his fingerprints put on his residencia. C came along to speed the process. The outside of the police station is being refurbished. There is scaffolding all over the front and sides of the station. The entrance is cool and dark. The floor and walls are made of stone. I think its is an old Spanish colonial building. We walked down a narrow dark hallway off the foyer. To the right was a man at a typewriter behind a desk. With him in the office were three or four other men sitting and standing on the other side of the desk. On the left, windows into a dark office. After the man at the typewriter, the hallway opened onto a courtyard, but only on the right side of the hallway. On the other side of the courtyard were arms and legs pushed through metal bars. I did see some faces at the window as well. We turned to the right and walked into a long dark office. There were two computers, several typewriters and leaning stacks of yellowing paper taller than me. There were some file cabinets. There was barely enough room to pass behind the line of people to get to the fingerprinting station. There were stacks of passports laying around on desks and ID cards floating around everywhere. I think there was air-conditioning but I don’t think it was effective.

My students have left so I may have time to catch up on the blog a bit. I'm hoping to write more about the market and my picante buying adventure. But that will be another post.