I arrived in country at about 15:30 local time. The Embassy driver picked me up and took me to my hotel. On the way we stopped by King’s, a large, new liquor store. I got two bottles of Merlot for about $60 SRD ($20).
Leslie departed Guyana yesterday morning at 05:35. She flew back to Grand Junction, Colorado. She is hoping to have her right hip replaced. The pain she has endured recently has been incredible. So, I will be on my own for quite some time.
Supposedly our next consumable shipment arrived today. I left Georgetown at about 11:30. The goods were to have been delivered at 14:00 while our housekeeper was at the house. I will check when I get home to ensure all went well.
While I was sitting in the waiting area at Ogle airport there was a blackout. It lasted for about 20 minutes. I was surprised the power did not come back on with a backup generator. I guess I am too used to our home or the Embassy. I have no idea what they did with the x-ray machine and the metal detector for that time period; not to mention the control tower. It was not dark in the waiting area because of all the windows.
Looking out the window I was struck again with the tremendous poverty in Georgetown. There was a man painting lines on the tarmac. It was all done by hand, no machine. Earlier in the day I saw some lines being painted on the road in front of the Embassy…by hand. All of the baggage carts at the airport are “muscled” around. There are not any baggage vehicles.
As we were flying to Paramaribo I watched the ocean. I could easily see the line between the blue-green ocean and the mud/silt from all of the various rivers that drain the South American rain forest into the Atlantic.
At one point, as we were flying through some light clouds, I could see a double rainbow below the plane. That followed us along until the light clouds totally blotted out the sun.
When I traveled home, I got there at about 08:30. As I was waiting at the small airport in Paramaribo, a man struck up a conversation with me. I found out he was a Customs agent at the airport. He knew I worked for the Embassy. When he walked away from me he shook my hand and said, “Have a good flight, Excellency.” That is the first time I have ever been addressed at “excellency!”
I did find out the consumable shipment did in fact arrive the day I left for Paramaribo. So, when I got home I began putting things away. There were 30 boxes of groceries. That did not count the 23 boxes of wine. I should be set for a while.
In Paramaribo I finished reading Henry David Thoreau’s Walden. I did enjoy the book.