This week after waking up every morning at 5:30 and basically forcing myself back to sleep till 7, I decided to just embrace the fact that I am waking up early and rise. I am 90% sure that for the first time in my rather short-lived independence I have never ever gotten out of bed on a Sunday morning at 7:30 and was active. I got out of bed at 7:30, put in a load of laundry, read in the hammock with some lemon tea I had made, hung up my laundry, cleaned and got ready for the day. I than made my way into town to attend the first ever farmers market of Cahuita. I was so thrilled, there was a band playing and I was able to buy fresh vegetables!! It was so cheap and so nice to give to the community. I bought cheese and green beans, red pepper and a tomale (which I still have to try! It’s made out of corn and in a banana leaf… I am kind of scared but excited!) all of this for around three or four dollars.
I would also like to note that over the past five years, when I have been doing my own laundry, it has always rained or been bad weather on that exact day I decide to do my washing. I don’t know how its possible but it is. Today of course was no different than any other in the fact that it rained, why? Because I did my laundry!!!!
After attending the farmers market, Glenn, Ellen and Sam and I headed to the bus stop to go to Manzanillo. I had wanted to check out the National Park down there and thought it would be a good idea to invite them along. I didn’t exactly plan the whole day out… soo it didn’t go as smoothly as possible but was an adventure nonetheless. It took a little over an hour to arrive there and we decided to eat lunch right away. We ate a very cheap yet tasty chicken casado. Than the weather started to pick up, we realized we were unsure of the bus schedule after we had started walking into the park. We went back to discover that the next bus wasn’t till 5:15. We were all so exhausted that we decided to get a taxi back to Puerto Viejo where we could than take the bus to Cahuita.
Our taxi ride back was of course interesting. Never a dull moment when traveling with me! He told us that he forgot gasoline for his friend and turned around, I of course said “oh yeah no problem” to which Sam said “oh great this is how we get kidnapped and die.” Thank goodness our taxi driver did not understand English since the rest of the ride was filled with kidnapping jokes… which were funny but not funny at the same time. We arrived safely, gasoline and all.
We walked around and I got a brownie with caramel ice cream (homemade!!) before jumping on the bus and heading back to Cahuita.
It was such a delightful day. Except for the bad weather….. Oh well, can’t win them all.
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