La Paz: Cafe Intensso

Chris and I are invited to celebrate Canada Day with a barbecue at the Canadian Consulate. Canadian beer, Canadian cheddar.

Susan and I spend the evening in a jazz club. Back at her place at the end of the evening I am unsure what is appropriate, what her expectations are. It’s not so much I’m having trouble reading the signals as there don’t seem to be signals at all. She works as a clinical psychologist dealing with epilepsy, advising surgeons what part of the brain to target. Signals must be distinguished from noise. Errors in judgement can be fatal.

Hockey sticks, maple leaves, snowshoes, canoe paddles. Everyday objects hung on the walls, elevated to cultural icons, transplanted from Lower Canada to the high altitude of La Paz.