November 11, 2011: Lion rampant reguardant

A beautiful sunny morning. I galloped from the house wearing only one jacket. Within an hour, the temperature had dropped by 10º, and I was left shivering and glaring at Valpo’s fickle weather. We had a test in class, and spent the remainder of the time chatting about television (M. is also a fan of British comedy, hoorah!).

In the afternoon, I wandered around downtown Valpo with my classmates. My classmate C. was searching for a cap emblazoned with the logo of a particular soccer team, but had no luck. We did stumble across a cool cultural event, though: in honor of the date (11/11/11, the centennial birthday of the surrealist painter Robert Matta), there was an event called “11 Murales para Matta.” Eleven different artists were set up around the plaza, and each had eleven hours to complete a mural apiece. It was fascinating to watch them work.

This was my favorite mural: simple, precise daubs of color that made the bulls seem alive.

Blue-ocean-lady mural and blue art supplies.

After gazing at the muralists for a while, we wandered over to the outdoor market and investigated the wares. I harvested a fistful of real-rum chocolates for about $1USD, and chomped on them happily.

We also stopped at a heraldry booth, which sold elegant hand-drawn prints of various surnames’ coats-of-arms. Since all of my family names are undeniably non-Hispanic, the vendor didn’t have any renditions for me. However, he did have two big books of English-Irish-Scottish surnames, which yielded listings for every name I thought to look up. As I located each entry, I would point it out to him, and he’d clarify some of the heraldic abbreviations for me. Sometimes, he would accompany his explanation with comic gesticulation — for instance, in explaining exactly what a lion rampant reguardant looks like.

It looks like this, in case you were wondering.

I grabbed a cup of coffee with C., restocked on pan, and then wandered back home. Of course, the day decided to be toasty again right before I had to hike up the hill.

Near home, a cat popped up atop a wall and started singing meows down at me.
Sweet little fella.

4 thoughts on “November 11, 2011: Lion rampant reguardant

  1. How can a blogger like your post? What’s that mean? I miss you. But I have a baby here and she is dressed in a black and white striped boatneck t-shirt and blue jeggings that Anna have her for her first birthday. oxoxoox

    1. It means that somebody found my post and either read it and liked it, or just liked the title, or something. (I think most likes come in because I tag my posts with “travel.”)

      I wish *I* had a baby here. I would dance all around Chile with her.

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