We're in a large, comfortable house about 10 minutes out of town. It's off the grid, but the solar power is sufficient to run the lights and our devices. Propane powers the appliances, and we have indoor plumbing again! A huge thanks to Betsy Graf, who turned us onto this house through her friend who had stayed here.
The ride up from the coast yesterday was a bit less comfortable for me than the previous ride -- contentment proved elusive -- mostly because I am nursing a nasty jellyfish sting. The sweaty middle of the backseat between the kids was not the ideal place to spend 5 hours, but we made it work. The road took us through palm oil plantations and small towns filled with Sunday shoppers.
In Mindo, it's sunny in the mornings and it rains every afternoon. So, we're flipping our days and doing excursions after breakfast, then schoolwork in the afternoons. Today, we walked down the road to a butterfly farm. Did you know that butterfly tongues feel cold?
Some cocoons looked like gold jewelry.
In town, I got to practice some new spanish vocabulary at the pharmacy: Tengo picor, necesito una venda de crespón y una pomada antihistimína, etc. I came away with a good ointment and bandages, but I'm not sure the pharmacist bought my story about the jellyfish sting. Jellyfish is "una aguamala," but in the heat of the moment, Neil and I called it a "malaagua," leading to puzzled looks. It was only upon leaving that I realized the pharmacist, with all her questions about a virus, may have thought I have herpes. (I successfully declined the oral anti-fungal.). Oh, and a huge thank you to my father-in-law, Herb, for helping me figure out what to take and ask for! I'm definitely on the mend, but my arm still looks like a horror movie prop. Not to worry -- I will spare you the visuals!
2 comments:
I like the chilean real estate porn...nice housing you've found!
Guilty as charged, but we're in Ecuador!!
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