Testing My Latent Skills
Yesterday, Slav and I set out on an adventure that all to quickly turned sour.
Mission: Keep Slav Off the Street
Objective: purchase adorable little mini-RV
Report: We set off Tuesday morning for Seattle, the location of the trailer. After just an hour of driving, at the Mt. Saint Helens exit, we received a call from The Seller warning that another buyer would be arriving before us and paying more than Slav had offered. We were in the process of regrouping and reformulating a plan when we received another call from the seller with the good news: the other buyer fell through and Slav was a little further from the brink of homelessness. Northward, ho!
Two more hours of driving and an unknown number of gallons of $5/gallon biodiesel later, we arrived at The Seller's home - a lovely little trailer park. Slav called to ask which house in the park was his, and there was no answer. We drove around a bit looking for the trailer, assuming that would lead us to The Seller. No luck, though. The park had a separate, shared RV parking area. We saw the trailer, tried calling again and were a bit stumped. We decided to get food and await a call back.
We arrived at Tacos y Enchiladas Guatemala with hopeful hearts. Would there be vegan food available? Soon after we sat down and Slav tried to order, it was clear that the woman running the place (waiting tables, cooking, cashiering for the little grocery and generally acting as a Jane of all trades) did not speak much English. My Spanish to the rescue! I certainly had some moments of trepidation, but the woman was relieved that we could talk and Slav was relieved that I could translate "no meat." It was my first time ever in a true life test of my Spanish, and it felt amazing (and a little scary)!
Unfortunately, during our meal, we got a hold of The Seller via phone and learned that he had sold the trailer! Apparently, he did not feel that it was important to call and let us know even though he knew were were driving up from Portland. ARGH! Rude and inconsiderate...
At least one good thing came of it, though.
Mission: Keep Slav Off the Street
Objective: purchase adorable little mini-RV
Report: We set off Tuesday morning for Seattle, the location of the trailer. After just an hour of driving, at the Mt. Saint Helens exit, we received a call from The Seller warning that another buyer would be arriving before us and paying more than Slav had offered. We were in the process of regrouping and reformulating a plan when we received another call from the seller with the good news: the other buyer fell through and Slav was a little further from the brink of homelessness. Northward, ho!
Two more hours of driving and an unknown number of gallons of $5/gallon biodiesel later, we arrived at The Seller's home - a lovely little trailer park. Slav called to ask which house in the park was his, and there was no answer. We drove around a bit looking for the trailer, assuming that would lead us to The Seller. No luck, though. The park had a separate, shared RV parking area. We saw the trailer, tried calling again and were a bit stumped. We decided to get food and await a call back.
We arrived at Tacos y Enchiladas Guatemala with hopeful hearts. Would there be vegan food available? Soon after we sat down and Slav tried to order, it was clear that the woman running the place (waiting tables, cooking, cashiering for the little grocery and generally acting as a Jane of all trades) did not speak much English. My Spanish to the rescue! I certainly had some moments of trepidation, but the woman was relieved that we could talk and Slav was relieved that I could translate "no meat." It was my first time ever in a true life test of my Spanish, and it felt amazing (and a little scary)!
Unfortunately, during our meal, we got a hold of The Seller via phone and learned that he had sold the trailer! Apparently, he did not feel that it was important to call and let us know even though he knew were were driving up from Portland. ARGH! Rude and inconsiderate...
At least one good thing came of it, though.
1 Comments:
At 6:00 AM, Dre said…
You are una hispanohablante!!! Felicitaciones!
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