Canadian Thanksgiving is the weekend of October 9-11 and as we plan on buying a turkey, giving it time to thaw and cooking it for several people on Sunday, we did not go shopping on Monday. Our plan is to get the turkey and accessories on Wednesday, thus giving it a reasonable 4 days to thaw. Instead, on Monday we needed to go to the bank and also pay our internet bill, plus do a favour for a friend currently out of country. (We know everyone who reads this blog will be shocked. "They didn't shop on Monday!" you'll mumble to yourself. "What's the world coming to?" ---We're afraid you'll just have to cope.) Taking care of business was easier said than done. First we went to our usual bank to withdraw some money from the machine. Three times we tried and 3 times no money was spit out at us, instead the machines just whirred and gurgled and otherwise did nothing. On the third try we were told however, that we were over on our transactions for the day. "Oh Great!" We then trudged home to see if any money had come out of our account. Fortunately, none had. That at least was a relief. Having no idea what was going on, we decided to defer getting cash until the next day. (We're not sure we had any other choice.) Brian then headed out on his own to hopefully and finally pay our internet bill. Later, back at home, he announced his success and then we awaited a phone call to finish up our chores for the day. The call came in at 2:46 in the afternoon. Fortunately, Brian was just waking up from his nap and he was able to take care of business for our friends. Now...all we need is to be able to take money out of a bank machine tomorrow!
|All Pictures: Banos (near Cuenca)|
It was with a fluttery heart that we headed off on Wednesday to go to the bank and then on to do our shopping. Standing at the banking machine, having punched in all the right numbers, it seemed an eon went by....and then....money came out of the machine! Glorious, green, beautiful, money. We have no idea what went wrong. Other than the fellow we met at the bank yesterday, no one we knew had tried to get money. We were only thankful that today it worked.
Off we scampered to do our shopping for Canadian Thanksgiving. We bought a turkey. They didn't have any brussels sprouts; oh well. (This is not to say they don't have brussels sprouts in Ecuador; they do. Just not the day we want them.) We bought carrots & turnips to be mashed together with butter & brown sugar. We also got onion & bread for the homemade stuffing & potatoes to be mashed with sour cream & butter. (Not a diet meal this.) We were forced to buy a substitute for sour cream (the store didn't have any) and broccoli as a substitute for brussels sprouts. We plan to make pecan pie but already have all the fixings for that. We've been asked with curiosity by several U.S. Americans what the Canadian Thanksgiving meal was like. This is ours; exactly the same as our Christmas meal, except for Christmas we have rum cake instead of pecan pie. If you're of Italian descent, it may be lasagna; Ukrainian - perogies, etc. Between Brian and Shelley, there's English, Scottish, American Indian, Welsh & Norwegian. The above was our compromise between dried fish, pickled pigs feet, bannock & haggis. Oh...we also have buns (of course) and a baked sweet potato. In Ecuador the sweet potatoes are purple, so that should be colourful.
Arriving home, Shelley put away the groceries and made pesto (we just like it...on just about...everything) while Brian took Fredi for a walk and later he tried to get in touch with someone in Canada. The phone call just wouldn't go through. It's been a frustrating couple of days that way, with several spanners thrown into the works, but we are trying to get back on track and looking forward to Thanksgiving dinner.