A hard day
Hello my dears friends:
Today, was a hard day. The day was foggy and cold, I am wearing lots of warm-clothes. Two shirts, a sweater and a thick coat. Well, my job seems dangerous, but it does not it at all. I spend the whole day in front a computer, I had to input work`s data to a Minning Software. I am working with softwares now.
But, when I was working in the gold mine, my day was completely different.
When you are working on tunnels, you have to have lunch at 11.00 in the morning. Then you have to put your " safety clothes" and go to underground.
The workers usually have are divided in couples. A couple works in a special zone, where there is gold. There is another group of workers called "operators" which drives heavy machinery to collect mineral and carry it to a process plant.
I have to try organize this process but I am not alone, there are more engeeniers with me. As Stephen said, there are loud explosions from the blasting but there a more loud sounds inside; when the workers drilling holes on the rock with neumatic drilling machines the sound is very loud, there are also big fans which the machine´s smoke is drive to the surface and they make loudy noises.
And of course, you have not to suffer claustrophobia because you cant stand this work. The work day usually starts at 12 .00 noon and ends at 9 00 pm, and if you are in the second group, your work starts at 11.00 pm and ends at 8.00 am. Luckily I am working only on surface now.
The most of mines are in the mountains and the poorest people live there.
There is a small town called Castrovirreyna around the mine, where the workers live with their family. Women are not allowed to work in the mine so they with their children stay at home, or take sheeps to graze.
At lunch time, I went to the town, there were people playing football in a small ground. I wondered how does they play 4900 meters above the sea? I tried to get some tips for avoid altitude sickness but everything talk about soups, coca leaf anything new for me. But I noticed that the most of people here, do not smoke it would be the secret?
Tomorrow I am going to come back to Lima, home, sweet home, I will have much more time to write and ride my cycle. I love riding cycles whereas is very dangerous riding bikes in Lima. I usually go to a big park where cars are not allowed to entry so it is a quite place to ride.
I glad to read Ana´s comment, Ana you are rigth, you have mentioned the best South American`s writes. Borges is my favourite but Cortazar and Gracía Marquez are very good too. And as she said, Peruvian typicall clothes are often colourful...
Well, I have to continue with my work, as I said lines above, I will have much time in Lima to write. It`s very difficult focus on write when you are working.
Sorry about that, I will do better when I stay at home.
See you soon and have a nice day.
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