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Friday, June 20, 2008

Life as a granola...

It´s been one week in the jungle and as we sit here to let all of you know about our adventures this week we don´t even know where to begin. In our packing checklist we wish we could switch out our ¨how not to become a sex slave¨ book with ¨How not to become a indentured servant¨ book. We knew that we were going to have to volunteer on this trip and do some work, but never imagined we would have to break our backs and sweat to our death to do it. At one point every day Me and Juanita look at eachother with that ¨What the hell did we get ourselves into¨ look. The first three days consisted of hauling sacks of sand up a jungle trail, but the accomplishment of helping out the community is well worth it, we hauled 612 large gunney sacks of sand up the hill in those three days with our team of 8 other volunteers (mostly girls). We´ve gotten very comfortable with a shovel also and digging trenches.

Yes, the work is hard but the people in Quizarra, the small town we are spending our first two weeks, are absolutely amazing. They are so welcoming and warm that it´s hard not to fall in love with the families we are staying with, and the food is great. Our new host mom´s soul purpose in life is to keep us nice and plump, and with all the rice and beans we eat morning, afternoon and night it seems to be working.

As for Lupita´s traveling pants . . . there was a slight glimpse of hope when Lupita got of the plane and the first words she heard was a man yelling for Carlos, but that soon ended when the love of her life was nowhere to be found. As for Bri, Ricardo, the large, okay fat, cross-eyed tico nieghbor asked the first day of work if he could have her.

We´ve got one more week of hard manual labor ahead of us, with a day of old school roller blading to eminem and michael jackson thrown in there. Leaving Quizarra will be bitter sweet for sure. Not having to dig trenches in the blazing costa rican sun is definetley something we will not miss, but we know we will miss the community and the love they have shown us.

5 comments:

Loie said...

Wow, while it is 95 degrees here at home, the air conditioning is heavenly. And the option to pull into a Wendy's for a big, cold Frosty is always there. They even have hot fudge Frosty's now! While you are roller blading to Eminem and Michael Jackson, Utah county is gearing up for Miley Cyrus. (ok, you guys win that battle!) Take care and be safe! We miss you Amber!
Loie

The Miller's said...

It is taking all of my energy to not laugh out loud at the thought of you two haughling huge sand bags up the jungle trails and looking at each other with desperation!!! I am loving that you are having to dig trenches, maybe you two could start your own sprinkler company when you get home! Or maybe go work on a farm! haha I am loving the thought of you both doing hard manual labor, I know I couldn't do it so I am glad its you and not me! Love you both and miss you tons!

The Fashaaa said...

Hey there girls...its about time you got your hands dirty. At least you aren't using the shovel to bury people, which was my lot in life at your age. Great to hear Ricardo is courting...just what we need in the family for more entertainment at family gatherings, a cross eyed taco bender chasing my daughter.

Only one more week then you get to play and have fun in the sun with no chores to wake up to. At least you have snakes and tarantulas and Jesus your fearless leader...oh yeah and dont' forget Tiny Tim.

Have fun...keep us updated.

Dad

J Lindsay said...

You girls be careful. Don't talk to anyone over ....12... and that is for translation purposes only.
Be safe and we will see you in a few weeks.

Love,
Dad 2

J Lindsay said...

Once again...NO REPELLING DOWN 200+ Cliffs....sheeessh!!!!!

Dad 2