I learned this morning, while on the morning walk with my father in law, that 50% of all children in Guatemala under the age of five are malnourished. Stunning.

Not to sound too priggish or holier than thou, but it is certainly something to contemplate post Christmas celebration, a fact which throws into stark relief the benefits my family has enjoyed this week.

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Good morning to you all and a merry Christmas! We have had our combination Norwegian/Guatemalan Jul/Navidad. Christmas Breakfast is in 15 minutes so I have just a little time to write. Jul is, in my wife's family, all about the food. Norwegians celebrate Christmas, or Jul, on Christmas Eve. That is when the gifts are exchanged and the traditional food is consumed or at least kicked off. We had the very traditional foods in a tropical setting.

We started at 12 with grøt. Grøt is a rice porridge to which sugar and butter and cinnamon is added to each bowl. An almond is hidden in one of the bowls and the lucky almond finder is rewarded with a pig made entirely from marzipan. The election this year was rigged and the Girl Child was the happy beneficiary of the electoral corruption. She promptly ate the pig's legs and hid the remainer under one of the couches in the living room. I found it later.

Dinner kicked off at 5 or so with the super heavy Ribbe. Ribbe is a cut of pork with ribs and very crunchy skin and fat bits. It is eaten also with Medistercaker (a kind of meatball) and Julepolser (a sausage). Side dishes included red cabbage and sour cabbage, stringbeans, taters, and maybe something else. Drink? Aquavit and beer. I will say merely that when I got up from the table, I seriously considered passing out as a sensible option. Too much aquavit, perhaps. Oh, and a meal fit for a Norwegian farmer eating in the dead of Winter which is instead being eaten by a lawyer in the heat of Guatemala. Not a natural translation, it seems to me.

One of my sisters in law dressed up as Julenissen (Santa Claus) and scared the living daylights out of the Boy Child. He regarded the front door with great suspicion from that point forward in the evening.

Hope your holiday was equally fun! Off to more aquavit and beer for breakfast, now!

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1 Merry Christmas and Feliz Navidad to you and your family as well, Random! It's Christmas morning here and I have a house filled with sleeping family members from out of town. I'm preparing the Bird for stuffing while Dan is making breakfast for 12. A terribly American repast of eggs, taters, bacon, sausage and some kind of ham/egg concoction Dan saw on TV and wants to try on my poor unsuspecting family. ;-) Oh, and mimosas, of course! But I would LOVE to try all the foods you just talked about! It all sounds so exotic and yummy. But if I tried to change the traditional food we eat for Christmas here, I'd have a riot on my hands. ;-) Cute about the Boy Child watching the door for the "Scary Santa". Hope you had/have a fabulous day!

Posted by: Amber at December 25, 2004 11:43 AM (zQE5D)

2 Yum! Will be feasting on more traditional fare myself in few hours. Merry Christmas, RP!

Posted by: Tuning Spork at December 25, 2004 01:25 PM (ZbCNJ)

3 Merry Christmas, Feliz Navidad, RP!! Here in the southland it is warm and wonderful. Christmas lunch with a good friend will be in several hours. I really like this slower type of Christmas activity. Last night I went to a wonderful Christmas Eve party. Met lots of interesting and fun people who were charming. I drove home bathed in the wonderment of it all. Best to you and yours on the joyous occasion! Azalea PS: One of my nephews actually sent me a Christmas morning greeting from St. Thomas. Amazing, I believe that he is actually growing up.

Posted by: Azalea at December 25, 2004 02:39 PM (hRxUm)

4 Mkay... I think I could get behind a holiday tradition in which Aquavit and beer is consumed for breakfast. We pretty much do the Christmas Watusi on the Eve and then spend Christmas day playing with the loot. For the past three years, we would spend Christmas day watching the new LOTR movie (and last year was the new Harry Potter) but this year, we just didn't have anything we wanted to get out of bed to watch. Anyway. You don't care about any of that. This whole message was to say hello and Merpy Chriskwanzukkah. Did I mention that my son bought me a whole bag of Starbucks Christmas Blend and that I love it and that I've had about six pots between yesterday and this morning? Did you know that you can eat it right out of the bag? Heh. xoxo M

Posted by: Margi at December 25, 2004 03:21 PM (rKX9f)

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I am afeared of heights. I have been since I was a child. Nonetheless, as I described in the post below this one, I attempted to scale the volcano Pacaya with my sister in law this morning. It was great fun, even if it kind of kicked my ass on the way up. Well, maybe the altitude had something to do with it, too. I got about 90% of the way up when my fear of heights kicked in something fierce and I kind of froze half way up this trail. Also, did I mention that I could not see much more than 5 feet in front of me at this point? The clouds were that heavy and we were right in them. I knew that on one side of me was a fatal drop into a bowl of cooled lava and I had no real grasp of what was on the other side. Oh, and the trail? Black volcanic sand so you were slipping and sliding the whole way. I just decided, as my anxiety mounted with each step, to stop and I sat right down on a volcanic stone. I know it was volcanic because it left a little bit of itself in the palm of my hand. It didn't hurt, I only noticed it because I was bleeding. So I made my way back down to the bottom of this trail and waited for my sister in law to make her ascent and then rejoin me.

I had time to think, there, alone in the cold. And it was mighty cold and windy. I came to a conclusion that I will share with you here, after I contemplated my fear of heights and my desire to try anyway. Here it is. I have certain limitations but life is about trying to push those limitations from time to time and either expand them or learn to accept them and live gracefully within their confines. I accepted a limitation today. But only after trying and climbing a very steep mountain trail for about an hour and a half.

My title said that I met the mountain and the mountain won. Untrue, as I think about it. I did meet the mountain but I learned something and I think I call it a draw.

Amusingly enough, I had a very pleasant chat with a fellow who is going to be doing a joint venture between his company and another foreign company with US law to apply. I was able to steer him to a good lawyer in Miami. If it was NY, I have no doubt he would have retained me. That's right, I can go up a volcano in Guatemala, knowing not a soul other than my sister in law, and come down with a new client. In any event, my wife and I are having dinner with him and his wife tomorrow night in Antigua.

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1 i agree...the mountain didn't win.

Posted by: standing naked at December 19, 2004 06:05 PM (IAJcf)

2 Great story, and yes, the mountain didn't entirely win, it only thinks it did I have a similar story from high school of me on the wrong side of a ski run, clinging to snow and shale with my ski boots on and holding my skiis. Trying not to slide all the way down to the trees below, and trying not to let my skiis go either. Luckily after about 20 minutes or so of being there (it may have been 20, it felt more like 200), the run shut down and a ski patrol guy helped me get down. Black diamond run... beginner/mediocre skier... not smart.

Posted by: Oorgo at December 20, 2004 01:48 AM (4R+lz)

3 Nice... and I agree - cat's game.

Posted by: Hannah at December 20, 2004 08:14 AM (0tNIc)

4 Erm... The mountain won. You accepted that, and learned/decided to live that acceptence. That's a victory for you, too -- to learn what your limitations are. But it's not a victory over the mountain or your fear of heights, it's a victory over regrets about never discovering your limits. So, I think, it's not really a draw so much as it's a wash. God, I'm annoying...

Posted by: Tuning Spork at December 20, 2004 11:04 PM (Y5hVY)

5 A draw is a very respectable outcome when facing a mountain.

Posted by: Jester at December 21, 2004 01:56 AM (yS8Mo)

6 The same thing happened to my daughter when she climbed half-dome. At the very top, there is only a steel cable that you must put special gloves on to haul yourself up with. She was okay until she happened to look down and saw a helicopter *below* her. Someone down below needed to be rescued. The sight of a helicopter below her freaked her out so much she lost her nerve and had to go back down. She called me from there on her cell to tell me what happened, laughing by that point. God bless technology. :-) Glad you had that experience, though, Random..she is forever proud of having gotten as far as she did. As well you both should be.

Posted by: Amber at December 21, 2004 11:57 AM (zQE5D)

7 You're a better man than I am!

Posted by: Mark C N Sullivan at December 22, 2004 10:22 AM (q9XsZ)

8 it's definitely a draw, but you know what's great about a draw? you know you can go head to head with your opponent and not lose. i believe one day you will win. by the way, i'm jealous your in my country. my sister and i are thinking of heading down there soon

Posted by: merlin at December 22, 2004 09:33 PM (yS8Mo)

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[With apologies to Mr. Buffet]

Tomorrow morning, we merry and intrepid two (my sister in law and me) will depart at 6:00 a.m. to scale the active volcano, Pacaya. We arrived in Guatemala yesterday after a tough flight with 2 underslept and overcolded children. I leave tomorrow, bringing with me water, camera, and my fear of heights to attempt the "thrilling but terrifying ascent" (guidebook) up the cone of the most active volcano in Guatemala. Should be fun. Of course, plenty of people have been robbed on this climb but it is supposed to be much safer now. We'll see. Pictures to follow upon the return.

How is Guatemala? Let me simply quote the Girl Child who said to me, as we strolled around her grandparents' garden, "My, it sure is a beautiful day here, Pappa." And now I must go. The Girl Child and the pool beckon.

Hasta.

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