I got a call on my cell phone today and the screen said it was from area code 261. I don't think I know anyone in that area code. But I answered it anyway, feeling impatient about having to explain I was not who they were trying to reach.
"Who is this?"
"Ohmigod, it's YOU. Are you really calling me from
"Phone cards, mom. Remember those?"
Well, yeah, of course. But the call was unexpected. I can't even tell you how good it was to hear her voice. Twenty three minutes of it before she had to go off and do something.
She's got a head cold -- going from summer heat to sleeping in a tent when it's 25 degrees outside will do that to a person -- but she's having a great time and is now safely in Mendoza. The family she is staying with is "very nice." They go to the university tomorrow for more orientation and a Spanish language placement test.
Sometimes it's worth it to answer the phone.