We went to my grandmother's house today because she is not feeling too well. She went to the hospital yesterday and was told to stay in bed at least for 3 days or she was going to be hospitalized. She is 95, so she has more chances of getting something in the hospital that the rest of us. It's better for her to stay home if possible. So we went for a visit with the kids. Let them play with my computer and watch tv while I was sitting with her and talking.
I lost my voice yesterday, so I am not very happy about it. It is hard to visit when you can't talk or start talking and can't stop coughing. Ugh.
Nevertheless, I got to meet a friend later on in a restaurant with a playground. That seems to be the only kind of restaurant we can go to because the kids get too bored and it's impossible to talk. So I met my friend Patricia there. The restaurant was a complete fiasco. It was cold as a refrigerator, the service was awful - they even brought a cup of coffee without the plate that goes under the cup! we had to ask for it - and there wasn't soap or paper towels in the bathroom, just to mention some of the problems. But my friend was coming from another neighborhood and there wasn't any other place to go then, so we stayed for a while. It was a good visit, the second one of this trip, and we parted our ways decided to keep in touch.
On Tuesday we were going to meet a lifelong friend of my mother in Palermo. She was coming all the way from Corrientes, about 10 hrs driving. She never called, and when she did, she said she was going someplace else. My mother needed to run an errand downtown, so we took the train and the subway and went downtown. Unfortunately, the errand about the cell phone she needed to run was fruitless and she didn't solve the problem. A total waste of time, except for the trip for the kids. So in the spot we decided to go to Palermo anyways - without the friend- to another restaurant with a playground called "La Payuca". I think it means a kind of plant, but I haven't had time to figure it out. The kids loved it. We ate well and stayed for over three hours with my mom. Then someone called my name. It was a friend from high school, Maria Eugenia. We haven't seen each other for over 20 years, but we are friends in Facebook. Palermo is 45 minutes from where we used to live and go to school, so it was a surprise to find someone familiar. The world is so small after all.
Brett didn't like the subway, but both of the kids loved the train.
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