Lorna at the top of the Plaza |
After 5 days
of not getting anything accomplished except staying out of jail, we went down
to the Caesars Plaza Hotel (sounds nicer than it is). A 70's hotel in the
center of the city. You can receive a massage for ten bucks, on Wednesday its
couples night and you get two massages for ten bucks. They also have a steam shower and dry sauna
and a cold hot tub with moss growing in it.
Any way the massages were great, especially since we were still stiff
from our wreck.
looking west toward Plaza Principal
looking north down 25 de Mayo
Afterwards we took some
pictures from the roof then made our way down to DUMBO'S (that's DOOMBOS in Spanish)
which is a popular ice cream parlor with at best, mediocre food.
We sat down and started looking at a menu and
ordered coke zeros and nachos. A lady
came up and asked what languages we spoke, we stated Spanish and English. She was delighted that we spoke English and
immediately started speaking to us in English.
She asked Lorna where she got her hair to look like it did. Jack told her it was cut with a weed whacker. She asked if she could sit down and did so
before we could say yes. She said, so
you are missionaries. We told her we
were, and asked what she knew of the church, she said nothing, but knew that
some of us were spies for either the US or Russian government. We laughed, thinking as anyone would that she
was kidding and said no that isn't true.
Jack told her that when he was in La Paz years ago, for awhile he lived
across the street from the house of the Bolivian President, and that the
missionaries would pull their tape recorders out of their trench coats and talk
into them when the guards were watching them, so the guards would think they
were CIA. First wrong statement! She didn't think it was funny. She said she lived with a man for 3 years in
Moscow, who was a correspondent with CBS.
She said she now believes he was a spy. We asked her why she thought
that, she said she could see it in his eyes.
She rambled on about another guy she lived with that worked for a charismatic
church, (like the Mormons!) that was a spy too, because in his church, which
was connected to a building for the European Union, that they had a satellite
dish. We both thought, I hope she doesn't
drive past any of our Stake centers! That is all the evidence she would need! She said she lived in Russia during Perestroika,
and asked us what we thought. Jack said
maybe they changed too fast, because there seems to be a lot of corruption in
their system now. Second wrong
statement! She pulled back and stared at
him and said, "You have given yourself away. I know now that you are a spy". We were
hoping she would leave, having found us out, but no, she stayed and started
rambling on about a guy she was living with from Oaklahoma that she knew was a
Russian spy, because he got angry with her when she made a negative comment
about Russia. They traveled from
Cochabamba to Chile, which should have taken about 15 hours but took a month
and a half. By this time we were
thinking no man is going to stick with this nut case for that long. He probably pretended to be a Russian spy
just to get rid of her! She said she hadn't been able to find a job for 10
years. (Can't imagine why!) Lorna said
later that she was afraid to look at me for fear she would break out laughing,
the whole situation was so bizarre. This
woman had already eaten so she blabbed the whole time we were eating. The waitress brought her check. We asked this woman again what she ew about
Mormons and she said little, but cut us off.
She went on to tell us that her
mother lived in Santa Cruz in some subsidized housing and shared a courtyard with some Mormons. Many houses have shared courtyards, and most
houses have walls built to the sidewalks with metal gates. She stated that the Mormon neighbors were
spies also. We asked her why she thought
that and she said they didn't have curtains in their windows. And she knew they
didn't have them on purpose. That way they could keep track of everyone! She said one time she was staying at her mother's
and a carpenter came to give her a bid on some work. They were not home so the guy entered the
courtyard and was looking in her mothers windows. She said the Mormons went out and asked the
man what he was doing. They told her when
she got home about the man. We guessed
for being good neighbors they were spies.
About that time we could hear the black helicopters hovering over her
and were thinking about some other folks we knew that might get along
with her just fine. Jack was just about
to take off his shoe and start talking in it when she finally left. A few minutes later the waitress brought us
our check and asked if we were going to pay her check also. We told her we didn't
know the lady and that she was bat crap crazy.
She had left without paying, and the waitress was upset because she would
have to pay the unpaid bill. They called
their security guard, checked the bathrooms and the rest of the restaurant. No wonder she has managed to live ten years
without a job! She has a real nice crazy lady-Russian spy racket going with a
3D model, Dine, Distract, Dash! We ended
up paying her tab because Lorna has a soft spot for waitresses, since that is
what she did the first year I was in law school. We laughed the whole way home
and thought the church sure dodged a bullet thanks to our lousy missionary
work!
looking west toward Plaza Principal |
looking north down 25 de Mayo |
Afterwards we took some pictures from the roof then made our way down to DUMBO'S (that's DOOMBOS in Spanish) which is a popular ice cream parlor with at best, mediocre food.
We sat down and started looking at a menu and
ordered coke zeros and nachos. A lady
came up and asked what languages we spoke, we stated Spanish and English. She was delighted that we spoke English and
immediately started speaking to us in English.
She asked Lorna where she got her hair to look like it did. Jack told her it was cut with a weed whacker. She asked if she could sit down and did so
before we could say yes. She said, so
you are missionaries. We told her we
were, and asked what she knew of the church, she said nothing, but knew that
some of us were spies for either the US or Russian government. We laughed, thinking as anyone would that she
was kidding and said no that isn't true.
Jack told her that when he was in La Paz years ago, for awhile he lived
across the street from the house of the Bolivian President, and that the
missionaries would pull their tape recorders out of their trench coats and talk
into them when the guards were watching them, so the guards would think they
were CIA. First wrong statement! She didn't think it was funny. She said she lived with a man for 3 years in
Moscow, who was a correspondent with CBS.
She said she now believes he was a spy. We asked her why she thought
that, she said she could see it in his eyes.
She rambled on about another guy she lived with that worked for a charismatic
church, (like the Mormons!) that was a spy too, because in his church, which
was connected to a building for the European Union, that they had a satellite
dish. We both thought, I hope she doesn't
drive past any of our Stake centers! That is all the evidence she would need! She said she lived in Russia during Perestroika,
and asked us what we thought. Jack said
maybe they changed too fast, because there seems to be a lot of corruption in
their system now. Second wrong
statement! She pulled back and stared at
him and said, "You have given yourself away. I know now that you are a spy". We were
hoping she would leave, having found us out, but no, she stayed and started
rambling on about a guy she was living with from Oaklahoma that she knew was a
Russian spy, because he got angry with her when she made a negative comment
about Russia. They traveled from
Cochabamba to Chile, which should have taken about 15 hours but took a month
and a half. By this time we were
thinking no man is going to stick with this nut case for that long. He probably pretended to be a Russian spy
just to get rid of her! She said she hadn't been able to find a job for 10
years. (Can't imagine why!) Lorna said
later that she was afraid to look at me for fear she would break out laughing,
the whole situation was so bizarre. This
woman had already eaten so she blabbed the whole time we were eating. The waitress brought her check. We asked this woman again what she ew about
Mormons and she said little, but cut us off.
She went on to tell us that her
mother lived in Santa Cruz in some subsidized housing and shared a courtyard with some Mormons. Many houses have shared courtyards, and most
houses have walls built to the sidewalks with metal gates. She stated that the Mormon neighbors were
spies also. We asked her why she thought
that and she said they didn't have curtains in their windows. And she knew they
didn't have them on purpose. That way they could keep track of everyone! She said one time she was staying at her mother's
and a carpenter came to give her a bid on some work. They were not home so the guy entered the
courtyard and was looking in her mothers windows. She said the Mormons went out and asked the
man what he was doing. They told her when
she got home about the man. We guessed
for being good neighbors they were spies.
About that time we could hear the black helicopters hovering over her
and were thinking about some other folks we knew that might get along
with her just fine. Jack was just about
to take off his shoe and start talking in it when she finally left. A few minutes later the waitress brought us
our check and asked if we were going to pay her check also. We told her we didn't
know the lady and that she was bat crap crazy.
She had left without paying, and the waitress was upset because she would
have to pay the unpaid bill. They called
their security guard, checked the bathrooms and the rest of the restaurant. No wonder she has managed to live ten years
without a job! She has a real nice crazy lady-Russian spy racket going with a
3D model, Dine, Distract, Dash! We ended
up paying her tab because Lorna has a soft spot for waitresses, since that is
what she did the first year I was in law school. We laughed the whole way home
and thought the church sure dodged a bullet thanks to our lousy missionary
work!
Ahahahaha! That is one of the best stories I have ever heard. I wish we could have been there. What a racket crazy lady has going on! Too funny. I am glad Lorna took pity on the poor waitress. I would have felt the same way. Leave it to you guys to hook up with a spy-crazy instead of an investigator! I am laughing my head off. Can't wait to hear this story in person. Love you guys.
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