Background: About 2 weeks ago, I emailed our Big Boss to inquire about the possibility of doing a faculty exchange abroad next spring or next summer. Unfortch, Big Boss was out on vacation last week, and I've been dying to hear back. Fast-forward to 3:59pm this afternoon: On my back porch with my laptop, I decide to email a document to myself so that I can print it out at the office for my class tomorrow. Upon logging into my webmail account via Ye Olde Academic Sweat Shoppe's homepage, the first email in my inbox appears to be the much awaited reply from Big Boss to my original query. Immediately below that email, I happen to secondarily notice an email reminder from Ye Olde Academic Sweat Shoppe's IT people about this afternoon's complete and utter shutdown of the entire system. Which is scheduled for 4:00pm today. In my mind, I could see and hear one of those detonation timers ticking down, like in action movies.
I never got to read the reminder about why the Sweat Shoppe's computing was going to DEFCON 3, but I suspect one of the following:
1.) A shift change on the treadwheel, between Winky and Toodles (the two gerbils who take turns generating electricity for campus).
2.) The kite string, yarn, and twine used to connect the Sweat Shoppe's computing systems got rained on. Or gnawed on by a squirrel.
3.) Arlita, a bumbling but well-meaning receptionist (bless her heart) in the webmaster's office, mistook the Sweat Shoppe's mainframe for a vending machine, tried to feed some quarters into the slot where the punchcards are supposed to be inserted, then tried to retrieve the coins with a pair of tweezers.
4.) The Sweat Shoppe's computing upgrade, from Simon the Memory Game to Coleco Handheld Football (Speak & Spell was too expensive), requires some installation time.
I wish I could have seen myself as I focused like a mutha-uckin' LASER
to try and open the email from Big Boss and copy-and-paste its contents
into something I could save before the lights went out in Georgia. The theme song from Mission Impossible was ringing in my ears. Sweet Pickles gots SKILLZ, y'all! I was actually able to get the email I'd been waiting for! Can you believe it? I know it might seem like no big deal to those of you for whom things
always work out. But accomplishing this feat, despite the odds stacked
against me, made my frickin' day! Anyhoo... Big Boss wrote back, asking if I'd be interested in Nelson Mandela Metropolitan University (in Port Elizabeth, South Africa), and how about Latin America?
I hadn't really thought about NMMU when researching possibilities, but I spent the rest of the afternoon looking into it. Apparently, Port Elizabeth is the 5th largest metro area in the country (after Johannesburg, Cape Town, Durban, and Pretoria). And this description of the weather really piqued my interest: "Temperatures are moderate all year round with rain scattered throughout the year. The summers are warm with a very temperate humidity level. Winters are mild and pleasant, and it is significant that water sports, even surfing, boardsailing and diving, are practised year-round [italics mine]." Not that I'd plan on doing much surfing (although I wouldn't rule out trying it), but the idea that it can be done even in winter certainly appeals. I mean, Stellenbosch is in wine country, but NMMU is sounding a little "Sunshine Coast-ish" (in a good way).
As for Big Boss' second question, I hadn't realized that Latin America might even be a possibility for me to do something like this. So now, I'm torn. Unfortch, I can't look up Latin American institutions we have exchange agreements with (see aforementioned computing issue), and it's killing me. Depending on what countries we're talking about, this might be an even cooler (or hotter) option what any of the places I'd been considering previously. Or not. Right now, my initial instinct is telling me...
Guatemala, San Salvador, Belize, Honduras, Guyana, Suriname, French Guinana: no. (I cannot envision how I would potentially live here for up to 3 months, or I cannot generate enough interest to want to try.)
Dominican Republic, Haiti, Colombia, Venezuela, Bolivia, Paraguay: probably not. (I don't rule these out, but they don't interest me as much as others.)
Panama, Peru, Chile, Uruguay: maybe. (I might want to research further to better predict how happy I'd be there.)
Mexico, Costa Rica, Ecuador, Argentina: yes. (I am confident enough that I would enjoy these to be able to accept an offer immediately, with excitement and not much further thought.)
Brazil: STFU. (If this is even remotely possible, Sweet Pickles only has two things to say: Não toque em me e então ande afastado ["Don't touch me and then walk away"], and, Para fazer este acontecer, com quem devo eu dormir? ["To make this happen, who do I gotta sleep with?"].)
So... Port Elizabeth or Latin America? Opinions? Advice? Recommendations?
In the meantime, fingers crossed for Sweet Pickles' semester abroad!
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