After an hour and a half run/walk where I watched a baby ox - two days old - learn to suckle from its mother, saw several little spots "Se Vende" RIGHT on the beach, encountered a man getting up from a house of sticks on the beach and noticed fat Tico women firing up their stoves for breakfast, I came back and read on the hammock for an hour or so and now sit at the Low Tide watching this scene as I use the internet and drink some juice so thatI don't feel too guilty.
Today will be back in Bejuco so that I can really experience that gorgeous beach. I walked down here last night, and the stars felt heavy on my head they seemed so close! A man was howling what sounded like a sermon and people sang loudly, loudly in response, and I opened all the windows and door and rocked in the hammock so I could soak it all up, sermon, Spanish disco music and my own Beethoven on the classical radio station. I even heard birds amongst all the carryings on. Didn't mothers used to say things like that? I'm so pleased to be a "woman of a certain age" so that I can decide if I want to say things like that - or not!
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