The persistant dog
Had to return to the hospital in the morning so the doctor could clean and check John's stitching. We walked into a waiting room full of people and stood at an empty reception window for a while. A nurse walked past, recognized John and walked out to greet him by straining her neck up to kiss him on the right cheek (the standard local greeting but our first encounter), she stayed a while in this position until John heard her little ‘ahem’ below (sounded a little like Miss Piggy cajoling Kermit) and stooped to offer his cheek. She whisked him into a back room, with me trotting along behind and explained that we would need to visit another local hospital to get the wound seen to, at which point the doctor walked past and ushered him through to a trolley where he changed the dressing and gave very detailed instructions on how to care for the wound and suggested a visit to Puerto Madryn hospital to have them removed in 6 days. The staff were extremely thorough and made sure we understood exactly what was required before letting us go. We were very impressed and grateful for all their help and wished we could have thanked them in better Spanish. Had a wander along the lake shore (which was blue and still once again) and watched a local stray dog place his stick in the laps of various unsuspecting sunbathers and bark until they threw it into the water for him to swim after. One couple got so frustrated, they hurled the stick about hundred metres out in the hope it wouldn’t come back. But, despite moments of floundering he staggered back onto dry land and stood panting heavily until he mustered enough energy to waddle over, dry himself on them and very carefully place the stick back between their legs. They proceeded to calmly and deliberately cut the stick into little pieces with a knife whilst the dog watched incredulously. Another day of watching the world go by between eating pastries and drinking coffee.
Calm weather and nowhere to go!
Fiat 600
Coffee and biscuits
Healing well
