AREPA. These are my favorites. I have been to 4 arepa joints in town, and these pups are hands down the winners - though they have 4 kinds of meat inside. The restaurant toasts them after they are stuffed, which gives them a LOVELY crunch. Yummy yum yum.
This weekend was halloween, and Colombians sure know how to celebrate this holiday. People had been dressed up since Thursday for some reason. But until last night the dressing up was very inconsistent, so it was usually just a kid with a CRAZY mohawk that was neon rainbow colors or something. Slightly odd. Yesterday Amalita and I headed up to her friend Gina's apartment, which is in the outskirts of the city, and feels much more like a rural town than an Ibagué outskirt. We had a big lunch and relaxed with Amalia, Gina, their friend Felipe (really Giovanni) and Gina's significant other Henry, who showed up late and put Gina in a bad mood, which was awkward. At one point in the lunch prep time it began to rain, though the sun was out, and it made me think of my Dad and Grandpa Gus. Somehow that phenomenon always makes me think of those two, and the saying "the devil is beating his wife". Not even sure if it truly came from Grandpa, but I feel like as a child I heard Dad quoting Grandpa saying. It was a light rain, and for some reason it felt really peaceful and lovely.
The kids came around last night trick-or-treating, but we live on the 4th floor of an apartment complex that has 4 apartments on every floor, with 10 towers, so I think the kids hit the bottom two of every building and were pleased with their loot, generally. We had 2 groups visit. So we have tons of left over halloween lollies. :)
Today we were planning to go to the ex-neighbor's flower farm for lunch after visiting Amalia's mom's grave, but it was raining like a monsoon, and Amalia was nervous the car would get stuck on the dirt road, so we dined in town and then came home for a siesta that turned into 3 hours for me. Yikes.
Tinker-moto
Halloween decorations & a distant view of Ibagué from the outskirts town where Gina lives
Today was a day to celebrate ancestors and loved ones that have passed away. The cemetery looked beautiful, which sounds weird, but everyone brought flower arrangements.
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