Today we motored an hour north to San Evaristo, a tiny village of uninspiring homes all with a very inspiring background.
In town we visited the store, which consisted of 1% staples, 1% chicken, and 98% junk food. No ice cream though, so the kids were out of luck—they got a bag of popcorn instead.
On the beach Ali decided it was time to get the dinghy in order. Things have gotten out of hand lately with regards to beach toys. It’s gotten to the point that we have to sort of shimmy ourselves in. We threw everything out of the boat and got to work cleaning out all the sand and shells that have accumulated and then carefully stored the toys. Once it was all nice and clean we sat back, relaxed, and watched Lowe walk right over and throw a huge shovel full of sand back in.
Back at the boat we fired up the engine to run the fridge for a little while. It wasn’t long before we realized it wasn’t working. Just two days ago I lamented on the sad state of refrigeration affairs on this boat. And to get back at me it sprung a leak and stopped working. I found the leak, may or may not have fixed it, and then went to work on filling it back up. I won’t know until morning when we can fire up the engine again if I’ve bought us more time or not.
Yes, this all goes in there all the time.
We gave this dog a ball and he went wild playing with it all by himself. Five minutes later this is what remained. When Ouest realized what had happened she said, “Me not love that dog anymore.” Two minutes after that she apparently had a change of heart as she said, “I’m going to call that dog Mila.” Every dog gets a name.
Which reminds me, a few months ago in Mazatlan there was a dog at the marina named Solamina. Well last night after Ali finished reading books and as she was about to flick off the light Ouest suddenly announced, “I miss Solamina.” She’s become our sensitive little girl lately. She misses everyone, and she loves everyone, and she lets everyone know it.
4 Comments on “San Evaristo”
Sorry about your refrigerator woes. 🙁 Get an Engel and just be done with it. Living in the subtropics without a refrigerator just sucks too hard.
Waiting for a report on Lowe’s Super Mario fishing lure’s results! I’ve tried everything else in my life. He might be on to something here. Nice to see a young man “thinking outside the box”. Chip off the old block I would say.
Hope all those groceries didn’t go bad.
I feel you on the refrigeration thing. Since we got to Asia, there’s been something up with our solar electric system, and it seems to drain rather quickly. We’ve recently turned off our refrigerator to see if it helps. In the meantime we’ve found a system the temporarily works to still allow us the essentials:
– eggs and butter don’t need to be refrigerated, although butter can get pretty soupy if it gets too hot.
– We started buying UHT boxed milk in the juice box size, in six packs. This doesn’t require refrigeration, and you can use up an entire box on a couple of bowls of cereal. It’s not perfect, but it’ll still allow the ninos to get their calcium in the interiim.
All the best!