The wildlife in our casita is of another nature. We like having the gecko around to slurp up un-welcomed mosquitoes, but the cockroaches in the bathroom are speedy little devils I have yet to catch. I wonder how fast they can run. Roger’s first guess is 100 mph.
I find it so interesting to be immersed in what many would consider rural, developing world conditions, mixed with affluence and amenities beyond the common US household. For instance, here are pictures of two houses in our neighborhood across the street from one another. One is a 2nd home for a nice couple from the states, has a pool, maid service, wi fi, excellent views of the ocean, and additional vacation rental units.
My own version of wealth lately has been the unity and hope felt by everyone here celebrating the inauguration of our new president and his administration. We watched the events from Washington DC live on CNN at the hotel next door with Canadians, Mexicans, and US citizens from sea to shining sea. We stood, sang, cheered, and wept as a wave of relief, peace, and common spirit to pursue goodness for the whole planet washed over us. I’m glad I was here to share the event.
Today marks our 4th week in Puerto. There are some routines developing as we slip into life in the tropics. Exercise early in the morning before the heat, eat a hearty breakfast, lay low in the afternoons, then emerge for some early evening activity surrounding the sunset. Sandwiched in this daily schedule have been some killer cribbage games, eating incredible meals, doing some work and correspondence, reading books, field trips around the coast, and managing a pretty heavy social calendar. We’ve met some really fun friends here, and several just happen to be from Bend.
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