One Just Never Knows…Moving On From the Mud Hole

It’s never fun tenting in the rain.  Not even if you’re in Mexico where it’s at least warm.

The camp may be almost-free but we are slip sliding away in mud and puddles.

Andy & Eleanor from South Africa but who live now in Tel Aviv.  They are currently traveling Mexico, Guatamela & Belize until money runs out.  Wonderful women, wish we had more time to connect.

Andy & Eleanor from South Africa but who live now in Tel Aviv. They are currently traveling Mexico, Guatamela & Belize until money runs out. Wonderful women, wish we had more time to connect.

We pack up the kids and head into town for another day just to diminish the mud traipsing in and out of tents and the van.  Our clothes drip on the line 3 days now.

The kids stay in the van to watch a movie on a computer while Everette and I adventure out where we meet John, his wife Betty, and friend Carlotta from Ontario.  They recommend a new place for us to camp at in Barre de Navidad and we follow them over there to check it out, meet the owner and help possibly negotiate a reduced rate for us.

Nothing fancy at all, but Sea Horse Apartments has a courtyard where we decide to move our tents and tarps.  The ground here isn’t mud but draining coarse sand with cobblestone driveway.  There are cement slabs, a large palapa where we can get free wifi, and the use of an apartment for a toilet, cold shower and kitchen sink/counter and gas stovetop.  Nobody is happy about packing up camp wet yet again but Mom and Dad make the decision and it happens!

On our way to retrieve our wet camp we crossed paths with a new friend of ours, Adele.  Everette and I had met Adele the previous afternoon while walking to town (Melaque) to checkout possible hotel rooms for family.  She was just outside of her house and we noticed, yet again, a Beautiful British Columbia license plate and struck up a conversation.  After that first meeting we saw Adele just outside of her house every single time we drove passed her house, like we were magnetized to one another!!  However, earlier that morning after passing her house I mentioned to Everette that she hadn’t been out there!  Turns out, she had been listening for our van and when we she heard us passing she ran out on the street waving her hands frantically trying to get our attention but we weren’t looking in our mirrors to notice her.

Any ways, Adele invited us in for a swim and a hot shower so after packing up in the mud we took up her offer and spent the after with her, washing hair, swimming, learning about more plants, scouting out town and eating street-side tacos and quesadillas.  We learned a lot in a short while from this exuberant woman with a huge heart.

I was totally oblivious that those scrubby loofah things for in the shower were actually from a plant.  The loofah!!  Let the fruit dry, shake out all the seeds and you're left with the skeleton to scrub away your dead skin .  How cool is that?

I was totally oblivious that those scrubby loofah things for in the shower were actually from a plant. The loofah!! Let the fruit dry, shake out all the seeds and you’re left with the skeleton to scrub away your dead skin . How cool is that?

Another delightful day totally unplanned and unexpected.

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