Monday, August 13, 2007


Early Saturday morning, around 2:30, someone came over my landlords' gate and smashed the rear view window of my car. It was the most bizarre crime; whoever smashed it was not looking to steal anything. My landlords also had a small hole in one of their windows. I called the police to report the crime and they told me to dial 911.

"But," I stammered, "there's no emergency!" "There's no fire, no life and death situation--"

"I understand, maam," the lady replied. "Just call 911."

So I called. The police said they'd come to the house to examine the damage and file the report. Two hours later, they still hadn't arrived. My landlord volunteered to stay at home and wait for them, graciously freeing me to run errands around town. I called my insurance company today and was told that the policy I have does not cover me against damage to my own vehicle. Now I have an unanticipated $700 expense. The happy news is that the Toyota dealership can fix the window without having parts shipped in. I was told that the process can be completed in a day.

Never a dull moment in dushi Curaçao!


At October 19, 2007 3:18 PM, Blogger Mayumi said...

dude, that SUCKS!

but i am glad to have your blog back from the dead again, no matter the circumstances... I've been checking it for *months* for a new entry, to no avail... :)

At October 23, 2007 3:29 PM, Blogger Maya García said...

I know...I can only post things from internet cafes, which makes things a bit tricky! Plus, I don't have advisors hounding me for writing anymore; my Masters program ended at the end of summer. (I'm not so good at motivating myself to write, especially when the beach calls my name!)


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