Day one...I think

So i got on the plane yesterday in Boston. Fell asleep before we took off. We lurched forward and I opened my eyes to see the runway speeding by some unfamiliar buildings. Absolutely no idea where I was. None. It took a few minutes. What a strange feeling. Seems to be happening alot lately.

anyway, somewhere around 17 hours later i landed in Cochabamba Bolivia. Foggy headed from altitude and too many airline breakfasts checked into my hotel and dozed for about an hour before heading to Fabrica Crisil.

Yeah, so i'm here in Cochabamba for five days to act as translator for my friend durk from amsterdam. we are here to design a new furnace for a small production facility on the request of their partner Fairtrade. this is a dutch company that has become involved in promoting fairtrade and improving production facilities in latin america. lots more to that but i stop there.

for now i'll say that i'm a lucky lucky person. i'm in bolivia. in the most comfortable region...it's winter and i'm in shorts and a sweatshirt. i'm helping a dear friend inspect and develop a small glass facility. it's amazing. the people who own and run it seem to be saints. the workers function like a well greased machine, especially after lunch. however it could be a factor of the animal fat that they keep on the marvers so that they can roll the glass in place.
insert amazing pictures and videos here...sadly i left my cord at home so i'll offer some visual evidence of said wonders later.

anyway. my brain hurts from translating though i'm unexpectedly surprised at my spanish capabilities. and i'm tired so i fall face down on my bed and feel the middle of my back relax and sink down into nothing...jump up to finish this my first blog and then...