We now have wireless connectivity for one of our laptops. Via Vodafone. I finally gave up on Movistar after phoning Monday morning and being told that someone would call me Monday, and then going into the store Monday afternoon to be told that if someone didn't call me Monday night, they would probably call me Tuesday.
Since this had been going on since Thursday; and since this was my sixth visit to Movistar and I still had no contract; and since I had stopped off at Vodafone in the morning and learned that if we signed up with them for internet, we would have immediate wireless connectivity even though the hardwire installation might take more than three weeks; and since I found a cable company that could give us more channels (also immediately); and since when I told the sales rep at Movistar all this, she just shrugged her shoulders... I said thanks but we wouldn't be signing a contract with them and I moved on. Movistar struck out. But, in case you don't know, it's really only three strikes and you're out in American baseball.
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| LOVED THE UNIFORM BUT, AT THE AGE OF 5, I COULDN'T HAVE TOLD YOU THE RULES OF THE GAME. |
Vodafone was true to their word. The only problem is we can't seem to get the modem to work for us both. So, Jerry has connectivity. I share his computer as needed. And I go over to Starbucks for a Frapuccino and 45 minutes of free WiFi. That's where I am right now.
On Friday, I bought a new permanent smart phone to replace the cheap, temporary, basic phone I've had for the past few weeks. But, because I kept my number and changed service providers (from Yoigo to Vodafone), my smart phone and my internet connection that comes with it will not be live until Friday at two. Government regulations. I didn't realize that and couldn't understand why I had no service on my new phone. Miguel at Vodafone explained it to me. I'm sure the sales rep who sold me the phone last week would have explained that to me, as well, and it was simply lost in translation.
WHICH BRINGS ME BACK TO BASEBALL
Several years ago, our Norwegian cousin Jon Olaf asked Jerry to explain the game of baseball. It's not an extremely complex game, we thought. It would be fun and simple to explain, we thought.
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| EXPLAINING BASEBALL, IN NORWEGIAN, TO BONNIE THE DOG. |
Jerry began by telling Jan Olaf that there are two teams with nine players each. There are nine innings in a game, with three outs per inning.
"What's an inning?" asked Jon Olaf.
Jerry attempted to explain an inning. That wasn't too difficult.
But then, "What's an out?"
Jerry tried to explain that one way of getting "out" was to get three strikes.
"What's a strike?"
Jerry discussed the very basics of strikes — the swing-and-miss kind and the strike-zone kind — and that if you got four balls before you got three strikes you would walk.
First, Jan Olaf laughed at the idea of anyone having to walk anywhere with four balls.
But then he wondered where one would be walking... And... "They use more than one ball?"
Explaining Spanish phones, internet, and TV to me is kind of like explaining American baseball to Jan Olaf.
Except that Jan Olaf was fluent in English.
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