We Have Friends! (and a maid)

It had to happen. 

We're on our own. We were protected for a while with the Baits around, but now things have changed. We're vulnerable.  Story time.

Playa Negra, 10 min walk from our future home in Cahuita

Roy, our landlord and friend, took us for a walk down the beach a bit to the south of Limon. It's a dirty beach, but still quite nice and, obviously, still a beach with waters of 85 degrees.  A few days later, Jenn and I decided to go for a nice walk along that same beach. So, we packed up our new beach towels and water bottles, donned our swimming suits and headed out.  We soon turn off the main drag and onto the road along the water front.  I quickly notice something that I hadn't noticed the time Roy took us; the houses along that area were very shabby, and I would expect much nicer ones along the beach.  We also noticed the lack of people.  It looked like an abandoned area of town with newspapers and coconuts blowing across the road.  Soon, a number of cat-calls came (yes, for both of us), and one of the cat-callers came our way on his low-rider bike. That was our cue to be on our way-forget a walk on the beach, we'd head to the water downtown.  We made a bee-line for the main road and found plenty of people.  The next day Roy came up to us and said, "WHAT in the WORLD were you doing down there?"  His sister, whom we'd met once, had seen us there and reported back to him.  Only then did he inform us that we had taken an evening stroll into a well- known drug dealing and trading part of town.  He said, "If you want drugs or to get mugged, feel free to go by yourselves, if not, wait for me to go with you next time. I grew up in that area so they know I don't do drugs. Glad you're okay."

A similar story took place one day when Jenn suggested we explore on our way home so we could find a shorter walking route.  We ended up down some dirt road in the hills above Limon.  Once again, our cue to get out of there was a guy heading us off with his bike. We decided to change our route going the opposite way he thought we were headed.  Man, how are we still alive? (just joking parents)

We just stand out here a lot since we're two of the ten (rough estimate) North Americans in this city.  It just isn't a tourist destination, but that's how we like it.

Our favorite baby girl three-toed sloth, Lola

Lola coming to give me a hug

Lola hugging Jenn

Exiting news.

We've officially made friends.  Randall and Keyla are a dating couple that are really into SCUBA diving, snorkeling, turtle conservation and the like.  They both grew up here and speak very little English, although Keyla is learning. They're about our age, and we get along with them great. We've already spent plenty of time together kayaking, boating, and helping out at the Butterfly Garden of Moin (also a rehabilitation center).  Last night, they randomly stopped by our apartment, and tonight we're all going out for Chinese food.  And, sometime soon we're all going camping on Isla de los Pajaros (Bird Island); of which the best part will be diving for lobster and cooking them over a campfire.  It is such a blessing to have locals here that are good friends (and also to have Jenn so that I can talk to them through her).

On Randall and Keyla's boat (owned by the University).  Also the river we kayaked down for many an hour...with crocodiles.

Another story.

We attended a leather back sea turtle training program with Randall and Keyla.  That evening we were going to go walk on the beach to watch the leather backs (up to 2000 lb sea turtles) come up and lay their eggs.  There is a huge problem here with poaching, and we are going to be helping out protecting the nests over the next couple of  months.  Well, we ended up waiting around for 9 hours before we got to go, in which time we're warned that the poachers typically all carry guns...comforting.  So, the time had arrived (9pm...we had to be up to go teach the next morning at 6am, by the way) to head out to the beach.  Suddenly we learn that we are going to a special location only accessed by a bicycle modified to ride on the railroad tracks, and only about 6 people can go at a time.  Some hop on, we start to walk.  Apparently this is a 3 hours walk, or 30 minutes on the rigged bike train thing.  Oh, and if a train comes, which it did, I have no idea what the plan would be.  We walk for about 45 min, and it starts to rain... really hard.  Then the mosquitoes come out, with a vengeance. We stand there and wait for...who knows what.  Then the powers that be say to turn around and go home.  Arrival at home = 12:45pm.  Did we see turtles, or anything for that matter? NO.  

Oh, the wonders of living abroad.

The hawk-bill turtle at the Butterfly Garden we will be returning to the ocean ASAP.

Teaching is going excellently.  The first week we discovered that the second graders don't know a lick of English, and if the language is hiding somewhere in their brain they don't give a hint that it is there.  And, they are lazy little buggers.  We've got some work ahead of us.  But, the first graders are about the most bright eyed and bushy tailed tykes I have ever seen and I want to keep all of them.  They love speaking English and listening to me telling them why the sky is blue, why cement is hard, and why ants walk in a line.  Jenn has been teaching incredible English.  She has been focusing on greetings, days of the week, months, body parts and simple actions.  They're getting it.  And, my science class was on the 5 senses (tough stuff for 1st graders).  I'm pretty sure I said "We see with our eyes" more times than I've been bit by mosquitoes here.  Jenn teaches 3 days a week (Mon, Tues, and Thurs), and I teach science only on Thurs.  I'm also picking up 6th grade science as well!

Jenn and Keyla heading into the Butterfly Garden

Other random things:
1. Jenn is loving cooking Costa Rican foods.

2. We got a cell phone.

3. Clothes washers here are weird. There are no dryers, if you don't count the clothes lines.

4. We've found we like reading to each other (currently half-way through The Hobbit).

5. We'll be returning to the States in late July for Keith and Nicole's wedding on Aug 5th (Bashies back together)...and then coming back here to finish out teaching for the year.

6. Copo's are an icy, milky, sweet heaven on earth.

7. We're getting quite used to the heat, but we still strip down to swimming suit amounts of clothing once we regresar (return) home.

8. A wonderful rooster friend of mine wakes us at about 5am every morning. I think I understand why roosters aren't legal in cities in the States. 

9. We have a maid that cleans our place every Saturday...how sweet is that?

10. We don't have an oven or stove. We cook with only a plug in skillet and a rice cooker (incredible little contraptions).

11. EVERYTHING can come in bags (as we said before)...to add to the list: Jam, milk, liquid soap.

12. We've pretty much become vegetarians here...just because meat is so expensive.

We feel that we are in the right place right now and that God has prepared the way for us.  It is harder to see work being done here than it was building a church in Alajualita, but we are content.  May God bless this school and the New Hope Baptist Church that is affiliated with it.

We love you all.  Thank you for your support and prayers.