One of my last three days consists of waking up between 5:30 and 6 am and making some good coffee then sitting in bed and spending some quality time with God. I make my short walk over to Rio Coco Beans Cafe by 8 am and then communicate in Spanish with Levis, our worker, on what to varnish and how long it has to dry. While he is varnishing, I am sanding and scraping the poles in the coffee shop so that we can put a fresh coat of paint on them. Sometimes people will walk by and see our sign on the street so they come up to the shop and ask if we are open. I explain that we aren't fully open yet but I then bring them into our little "bodega" which is a shed and I make them a cup of French Press. Everyone lingers around and raves about having a good cup of coffee because it is hard to come by on the island. After talking a bit with people and exchanging email or Facebook names I carry on with the many tasks to finish at the shop. During my cleaning, Arnie or Susie, otherwise known as Grandpa and Grandma on the island, will come downstairs and start a chat with me. They are from Ireland and live right above the coffee shop. It is such a delight to visit with them and hear their stories. Yesterday Arnie came downstairs and had me write the biggest "46" on his back so he could display to everyone that he and Susie have been married for 46 years. So delightful!
One last thing since this is a long post...usually every evening Jeanne and I go on a joyride around the island with our new dear friend, Edith. She has been a God-send and a delight to have as a new found friend. Usually we end our joyride on Utila's only little bridge where the breeze blows strong and it is sweet and peaceful.
Okay that's it for now. Everyday is a new day and there are more adventures to have, so there are plenty more stories to write...stay tuned!
Okay that's it for now. Everyday is a new day and there are more adventures to have, so there are plenty more stories to write...stay tuned!
Arnie's one of a kind. Say hello to him from Keogh
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