I generally wake up at 6 in the morning, but yesterday was Sunday, so I could have slept a little longer. But yesterday I went to the graveyard to pray for the peace of the soul of one of my friends who left us in 2017.

I took a quick shower and walked to the cemetery, which is within walking distance of my house.

After returning from the cemetery, I took another shower and had my breakfast, which my wife had cooked—a rare treat, lol, but she did it. Yesterday I missed my jogging schedule, but this happens on most Sundays.

After finishing my breakfast, I wrote a post on Incredible India at the invitation of some of my Steemian friends and then had breakfast.

My wife was going to the mall for shopping with her friends, and perhaps she intended to watch a Hindi movie. Today I had to attend a local exhibition with my friend, so I went there at about 11.45.

I parked my car and met my friend at the pre-arranged place.

Local artists mostly organize these local exhibitions, and they offer some things at cheaper rates, but some items are at very high rates. It feels good to help them, no matter if they charge extra for their unique work.

A few more items of art work

And more

We stayed in that exhibition for about two hours and roamed in different sections. We ended up eating street food from a Latin food store.

I ate a baleada (I am not sure if I am writing the name correctly). I asked the lady what it was made of, and she told me it consisted of a single large, handmade flour tortilla filled with different things. One common combo is fried beans, chorizo, and queso fresco. They added eggs, but I asked her to skip the eggs. That was yummy.

My friend ate alcapurria, but that was a fried item stuffed with picadillo, which is a meat filling made with ground beef, adobo, tomato sauce, sofrito, and other ingredients. The lady told us it was alcapurria made using a mixture of white yautía root, plantains, green bananas, as well as some seasonings. That was not for me because I am a vegetarian.

I saw my friend off at about two and went to the mall for a weekly fill-up, and I was glad to see a fruit called persimmons, which I had heard about before but never tasted, so I bought half a kg, and trust me, it tasted better than apples and had a smoother pulp that melted in my mouth more easily.

The rest of the shopping was not much worth mentioning but our usual weekly grocery and necessary household items. However, I wanted to buy a book which I was interested in reading, as mentioned by my friend @solperez but I could not find it despite my visits to several bookstores and spending almost an hour and a half.

"Si una noche de invierno un viajero" by Italo Calvino, because I wanted to have the joy of, as she had suggested, "Aléjese de los ruidos y viaje por. Unfortunately, this book was not available in any stores I visited. But I will try to find it in the National Library of Canberra, and I am sure I will find it.

It was almost 4.30, and I knew my wife would be back at around 5.30, so I finished my shopping and came back home at around 5 p.m. I had a cup of coffee and came to my study and answered a few comments on Steemit. I checked a few posts and visited newbies, as I am on a mission to help them.

By six, my wife was back, and we had a cup of tea and some light snacks. We had decided to eat light for dinner, so we put broccoli to boil in a pan and sweet potatoes in the oven. At eight-thirty, we fished our food, and I got busy with my online work, mostly on Steemit and reports from my coworkers.

Finally, I cleaned the dishes put them in the dishwasher, and went to bed. I wanted to sleep early after a hectic day.

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