The joys of modern communication - new mobile phone number AGAIN

We have now established why Internet has not yet been installed in our flat: apparently there is a technical problem. On closer examination, it turned out that the technicians visited our address and realised that the building was too tall (or that the cable they´d brought was too short, depending on your point of view). As a consequence, it seems we have lost our place in the queue and may have to wait another two weeks for a new time slot! Oh.
At least I am now communicable to other people, hehe. In other words, I have a Peruvian mobile phone number. Anyone interested in knowing it should send me an e-mail.
Tonight I´m meeting the MOTHER! Slight sense of panic justified? I think so! Oh well, at least I´ve mastered that most useful Spanish phrase: Puede hablar más despacio, por favor? And no, it doesn´t translate to "any chance of me surviving the amount of ají you just put in that?". It means: could you please speak slower...

Today´s insignificant observations:
The electrical wires outside our building look exactly the same as those outside David´s flat in Brighton, i.e. hanging everywhere and in any way, looking like a giant had been in the middle of untangling them, and then just left them tied to various posts in the streets...
There is this guy who comes around every afternoon to pick up the empty fruit crates from the local shops. He does this by putting them together three and three, and then roping them all to his bike - approx. 2.5 metres high! It looks very impressive. I might have to try and acquire some of those crates for our balcony, to set the plants on.

Disappointingly, there has not been much sun these last few days. I hope that doesn´t set back our balcony crop too much!