Day Five

The last two days have been quite hectic. As evidenced by the time-stamp, I haven’t had much time to just sit down and write. This is what I feared would happen: my schedule would be so hectic that I wouldn’t have time to record my thoughts, and I’d begin to forget the little things. For example, I can tell you that since I wrote the last entry, I have been to visit:

• My mom’s favorite cousin Caudia’s house,
• My uncle Ricardo’s house (twice).
• A day spa at the local upscale hotel (one hour massages for $10USD!),
• The “Costa Negra”, a boardwalk-type place along the Parana River,
• My cousin Mariano’s house,
• The building my mom inherited half of from my grandparents

I kept thinking to myself as I was in the middle of each of the above situations, “man, I really need to remember this”, or “that was great, I have to remember to write this down”. But, as my short term visual memory is not so hot, I don’t remember any of those mental notes and snapshots, and now that I’m sitting down to write, I cannot for the life of me remember the little things I wanted to record.

I did take some pictures at some of these places, and maybe upon reviewing these pictures my memory will be jump-started. But, for now, I just feel plain helpless in the morass that is my memory. I feel like an old man.