Cow foot soup and other delicacies

Well, the sinusitis is not letting up, but I don´t feel that bad, except at night. Today was a relatively slow day generally. In the morning I made my own coffee - finally I´m being allowed to serve myself a bit!! After breakfast, Santy´s mom, the kids and I went for a long walk down to a market about half an hour away. The weather was bright and sunny although not terribly warm. At the market, we bought a few foods for lunch. The supermarket is generally really similar to those in Canada, although the fruit and vegetable section is more diverse and there are more... shall we say adventurous cuts of meat as well.

On the way back, we ran into a man with three goats on a busy street filled with cars. He was selling fresh squeezed goat milk. Yummy!!! The kids were quick to get some, although I had to decline. I must say it looked rather frothy.

Before lunch, I managed to get my paperwork mostly organized and into binders of data sheets. I also started going through the few purchases that I had made and recorded a translation of the receipts into a little notebook. Must keep organized!! This way, the finance people at Brock will hopefully have some notion that the money was spent on supplies, not... who knows what!

At lunch, we started with an Ecuadorian speciality, cow foot soup. Yes, they are cow feet. The kids introduced me to cow tongues in the grocery store. Anyway, being the person I am, I asked for a bit of meat in my portion to try it. I can´t say I am too keen on the cow foot meat. It´s transluscent, firm and gelatinous. I ate a few bites but had to decline the rest of the meat. The broth sure was delicious too, and different - I can see why they make soup with cow feet. It and the famous intestine soup are supposedly the best cold cures. We followed up the cows feet with chicken breasts and kraft dinner. I think Santy´s family is trying to make me feel more at home here! Good old KD!

After lunch, I was feeling rather sleepy. I found a packet of NeoCitran in my luggage, and sipping it, climbed into bed to watch a movie. While I don´t feel deathly ill, I certainly am tired, and not up for doing much else. What is more strange is that my stomach feels absolutely fine, but I am never hungry! In fact I am only eating with great effort. I wonder if it is the altitude?