View from the bridge of a house by the river |
View of the River (you can see Cumbaratza in the distance) |
We all went to Zamora around lunch time: Erik had a call he wanted to try (Segundo, the man that he met in the street that has come to the meeting 2 times), Shawn needed to take care of some banking, Ryan and Veronica had to pay some bills and other errands, I went because they promised me food – “encebollado” to be exact. Kind of like a fish soup, but different than what we made the other day. This didn’t have any peanut butter. Encebollado literally means “onioned”. It has lots of onions.
I was able to hang our clothes out to dry finally. Dry bath towels for at least a day…did we mention it rains a lot during the “rainy season” in the “rain forest”? Stuff just stays damp; kind of like camping damp.
Well, it was an active evening filled with important things. Shawn and Erik “juiced” again. I’m not talking about Barry Bonds, Mark Maguire type juicing but, rather, carrot juicing. When they realized you can buy over 2lbs of carrots for 51 cents they went crazy. 12 lbs and juiced about 8 of em’. We now have a fridge filled with carrot/mango or cucumber/lime/carrot juice. Whatever tickles your fancy.
After that we called in and listened to the first meeting of the new Albion Spanish congregation. It was really awesome; everyone did really well with their parts and there was an excitement in the air.
At about 9:45 pm Aaron and Keila and Jim and Robin arrived. It should be really enjoyable spending time with everyone. I sense we will have many more blog-worthy moments just ahead. They came bearing gifts-tons of Milagro mangos. Our bellies are full and our hands are sticky. Blog ya’ tomorrow, Jehovah willing.
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