My Brilliant Career

The trash strike is over. When we were leaving Catalina after dinner late Thursday night, we saw a garbage truck cleaning up the small mountain of trash across the street. Gonzalo informed us that the strike was over and the crews were now going to work overtime to clean up the mess. A reporter and photographer from the local newspaper, "ABC Sevilla," were with the work crew at that moment and I thought of introducing myself — being a national television personality (click here). But, "ABC Sevilla" is the conservative newspaper and I'd prefer to not have my professional reputation tarnished by any association. Besides, I really don't want to be typecast or have my name permanently connected with trash.

BEFORE THEY STARTED HAULING IT AWAY.

So, we walked home and I took a few last shots of the large mountain of trash on our plaza before going to bed. I then spent most of the night awake. There was constant noise on the streets and plaza. I assumed it was from crews cleaning up the trash, but I finally got out of bed Friday morning to find the trash mountains exactly as they had been. Instead, the remaining palm tree on the plaza had been trimmed of dead fronds, and all the orange trees had been harvested. So much for a good night's sleep.

MY MOMENT OF FAME TOOK PLACE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN.

Last night, they began to attack trash mountain. More than half remains. I have a feeling tonight's sleep won't be any less peaceful, but I sure am glad they're cleaning it up. Even our airy plaza is beginning to smell. So, the strike ends and so too my brilliant career.