A full year after we started waiting for our propane to run out, it finally did. I was all set to make my oatmeal for breakfast, and….no gas! It was really a very considerate way for it to run out. No ruined dinner, no guests going unfed. Just suddenly, no gas!
We should get a replacement canister this afternoon or Monday morning. A nice thing about being “gringos” (and as such, standing out just a bit, especially up here in the hills) is that the gas delivery guy remembered exactly where we live (we placed our first order 15 months ago…). “Its been a long time!” he said. Yes indeed!