Fact: Macchu Pichu is an earthquake-proof city. This ancient Inca town rests on two fault lines in Peru, meaning earthquakes were expected events. So how did they live through it? In fact, the Incans created a brilliant engineering technique called ‘ashlar masonry,’ where rocks are cut to fit perfectly together without mortar. This allowed the stones to move in their place during an earthquake before settling back in their original positions. Genius or what?!
Before the roosters got up, Mary and I spoke with Colleen, who made our reservations for the Detroit surgery next week. While we are gone, Colleen and Irene will stay at the house watching the pooch!
The roosters have crowed, so it is time to arise and face the day with our first stop, Seal Beach, to visit the podiatrist. It was easy because his recommendation was to leave the orthotics alone; they still fit after 15 years but put a lift in the shoes to assist the Achilles Tendon to get better. We almost escaped with a $10 charge for the lifts, but alas, Mary spotted some green flip-flops!
We went to the club again for lunch and split a salad and a chicken quesadilla. A quesadilla is a Mexican dish consisting of a tortilla filled primarily with cheese and sometimes meats, spices, and other fillings, then cooked on a griddle or stove. Traditionally, a corn tortilla is used, but it can also be made with a flour tortilla.
What did the quesadilla say to the tortilla last night? Buenos no-cheese!
We had a leisurely lunch before heading to Jan’s via Trader Joe’s!
He goes to see his doctor and is immediately rushed to the hospital to undergo a barrage of extensive tests. He’s negative for COVID, Ebola, Malaria, and pretty much all the recognizable infectious diseases.
The man wakes up after the tests in a private room at the hospital, and the phone by his bed rings.
“This is your doctor. We’ve got the results back from your battery of tests, and we’ve found you have an extremely nasty and rare virus that is highly contagious and is frequently fatal.”
“Oh my gosh,” cries the man. He’s in a panic now. “What are you going to do, Doctor?”
“Well, we’re going to put you on a diet of pizzas, pancakes, and quesadillas.”
“Will that cure me?” asked the man hopefully.
The doctor replied, “No… but it’s the only food we can slide under the door.”
At Trader Joe’s, they only had one case of Two-Buck Chuck; what is happening to this world? We visited Jan, and all is well.
From Jan’s, we flew home and then off to the gym. Mary did the whole course, and I managed to do the upper torso exercises only; I am keeping the knee and foot quiet.
The garden is coming along, it is painfully slow, but the job is being done right. All the seating should be done by Friday, and then comes the cement pour.
I worked on the Celebration Of Life, which will be held this Sunday. Colleen is flying into OC on Wednesday, which will significantly help us.