|Looking up my street.|
|Neighbors to my right, also wonderful people, also always under construction. Husband is also on a tuna boat right now.|
|A few houses down|
Monica has done laundry last night, I think this women does laundry every other day. She has 4 kids and a husband to wash for. I just discovered the other day that she knits too, which is rare here. She had knitted all her kids and herself a sweater. She says it is her stress reliever. Her husband is a fisherman as well, he fishes off a small boat right here on the island.
This is a peanut roaster, this family operates a peanut farm out in the plantation. I've watched them fill a bee train up with peanuts, and not with a loader, about 8 guys with baskets that I sure each hold a bushel of peanuts, they line themselves up and pass the basket to the front of the line. You are probably thinking "that would take forever", almost, but the people here are not as opposed to working for "forever" for their money as we are at home. Time is something they have lots of and they don't really put too high of a peso value on their time as we do in Canada. The more value you put on your time the higher the price goes on the product, which is why we can buy a bag of fresh roasted peanuts for 10 peso a bag or they also sell them shelled for 10 pesos a bag...notice no price difference on the shelled ones, all day long this lady sits out here and mans her peanut booth and is shelling peanuts and does not put a value on her time.
The hot dog stand, where I usually hang out on Friday and Saturday night, it's across the street from the basketball court do there is always lots of action. This is also a little convience store and an odds and ends store. If you need a spool of thread, some shampoo, a diaper for baby (yes you can buy just one) a hair thinger, a nail clipper, some yarn, paper, glue, crayons, and of course junk food and coke and the such. On the weekend she sells hot dogs for 13 pesos. A dog hot wrapped in bacon and topped with grilled onions, tomatoes, dry feta cheese, quac, salsa, cream, and of course catsup and mustard, for 13 pesos. The back half of this building is also her home, she lives here with her 10 year old son and now with her grown daughter and her new born baby because her husband is ....on a Tuna boat.
The basketball court/volley ball court/skateboard park/soccer field, there are times when all 4 get played here at the same time. You can even ride your bike amongst the players if you choose. The other day there was a pretty intense volleyball game going on and a young couple were sitting in the soccer goal net making out...no one noticed.
My new paint. I am so glad this is finally done, now I can spiff it up with hanging pots and art and plants and fancy light fixtures.The paint store I was at doesn't mix paint, they have a small selection of paint chips to choose from. I didn't like the red and the yellow they had, I bought it anyway and then I bought a liter of a brown and mixed it on with the yellow and the red and I managed to get exactly what I wanted. I was thinking because I mixed it myself no one would ever have the same as me....wrong. Yesterday I walked past a house that I had never noticed before, it was exactly like mine, same shade red and yellow. Oh well.
I decided to accent the flaws in my concrete instead of fixing them....that's being half lazy, half cheap, and half artsy. I did however paint all 4 sides of my house, most Mexicans will only paint the sides that are visible from the street.
This wouldn't be complete without a walk on the beach...at sunrise.
It has been very windy here for almost a week now, as you can see all the ripples in the sand. The fisherman on small boats haven't gone out too far at sea for a few days.
|A sea snake and a starfish and what I call a puffer fish.|