A return to San Jose this week gave Eleanor a chance to shop before we leave. It was extremely busy with scores of outlaw vendors hawking side-by-side down the center of the walking streets. At any time a cry would ring out and they would quickly gather their merchandise and lose themselves in the crowd. It would have been easier for the police to herd cats.
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| Street busker with a fine lo-fi kit |
The central market was open with its maze of walkways and shop of every type...
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| medicinal herbs |
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| spices |
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| refrescas |
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| dry goods |
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| potions in recycled bottles |
We started organizing for our show in the barrio. Exhibiting our work was a small way to share our expressions of the community. Isabel decided it deserved a party, plans were made and Isabel took Eleanor to shop for party food ingredients in town.
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| vegetable stand next to Senora Chaves' house in San Ramon |
Isabel, her sister Eugenia, their mother, Senora Chaves and Eleanor started cooking early on Saturday and continued through the day. Patacones (plantains flattened in a tortilla press and fried crisp), pico de gallo, picadllo de platano verde, picadillo de papa with chorizo, and refrescas made with mora (blackberry) and cas.
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| Eugenia |
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| Senora |
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| 3 o'clock |
Royce, the director; Jaun Jose, a board member and his family joined us from San Jose. Quite a nice surprise.
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| graduation |
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| Eleanor's Copan |
We also celebrated Marisol's birthday early for her father Bryan, Isabel's son and a research diver, was going back to sea.
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| La Familia |
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| with my art bud, Jose |
The wind and mist are back. We are packing for a 5:30 pickup to take us to the airport. We will return for Eleanor's show at the National Gallery. Maybe within six months, a homecoming to look forward to. But for now we are full from... Seis Semanas in Copan.
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