Uh, did I dream up that earthquake last night?

January 17, 2008 at 4:35 pm | In bugs, dreams, natural disasters | 1 Comment

There are tremors every few weeks here where you shake around a bit and maybe something will fall off the table but generally they don’t lead to any harm. Its run-of-the-mill for the Tucumeneans, but for me its always a little exciting. They generally happen at night when I’m in bed, and I’ve started dreaming about them. So it has gotten to the point where I never know if they actually happened or not, unless something got knocked down and is on the floor the next morning.

I have the weirdest dreams here sometimes. Usually I am back in my old life at DC Energy and everything is the same as it was except there is generally some new Peruvian twist, like adding ‘no?’ to the end of every sentence, or working in soles, or someone saying ‘Nice work, muñeca’ after I give a presentation. Sometimes I have dreams where I’m completely paralyzed; I’m lying in bed here in Tucume, wearing my same pajamas, and everything is exactly the same as when I went to sleep. Except I cannot move, I cannot talk, I cannot scream nor make a sound. I say to myself: ‘I must be dreaming’, and eventually I make myself wake up. Those only happen when I fall asleep lying on my stomach.

Occasionally I dream that it is unbearably hot, and there are flies everywhere, and there is cumbia music blasting at the break of dawn. I’m still waiting to wake up from that one.

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Uh, I thought from the title of this posting that you were going to reference an earthquake happening in the middle of the night, and waking up in the morning and asking people if they felt it, and having mostly everyone say, “No, dude, you must have been really drunk and imagined it”, and having a couple people say, “Oh really, there was an earthquake? Because I woke up in the middle of the night and everything was shaking, but I just figured my roommate and his girlfriend were just getting really jiggy with it.”

And then I read your posting and realized that no, you were not indeed describing Dartmouth sophomore summer.

And also, that no one in real life ACTUALLY says “getting jiggy with it.”

Comment by Your wife/Sonyell — January 29, 2008 #

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