Unique Caribbean Experience

Pamela: You didn't read "Don't Stop the Carnival?" That is one of the hilarious scenes.

Yes, and I did see the humor in it as it was happening. And last night more of the precious stuff falling from the sky!

Pamela, you're not alone! It took a while to get the money together to start fixing the very bad and leaking roof and when I was forced to buy water on a couple of occasions, I'd actually ruefully chuckle to the water delivery guy, "What's the betting it'll rain in a couple of hours?" And of course it did, never failed!

It's great to have the rain finally back for a good soaking and to know that within a couple of days the hillsides will once again be bright green. The downside is that the weedwhacker will have to come out of the shed for another assault and my old bones can look forward to a few days of aches and pains...

Please send some rain to my house on STX. Right now we are in a race -- will it rain before we run out of H2O? Maybe this weekend.

I just wanted to thank Pamela and anyone else who bought water. Doing that and washing my car made it rain and we were very close to buying water! Pamela, we have to get together sometime soon. We are practically neighbors now! Of course every minute seems to be taken up with unpacking. When is Carl's Creole (maybe not the right name) at Mandahl Market open for business? I saw him around lunch time on a Sunday, I think, but we had already eaten. Smelled delicious!

Teresa

Well, I hope everyone is satisfied now that the rain is coming and coming and coming.

I had to do a background chuckle tonight when a group of young folks were in my place and they were saying that in all the time they'd been here they'd never seen such rain before. From what I could gather from their discourse, the longest that any one of them had been here was a year,

When all you who know me pass by next week and see me out there with the weedwhacker, the honks are fine but please understand that I'm hopefully into my "Zen Thing" and taking my hands off the weedwhacker to acnowledge your beep isn't an option. If you happen to pass by when the weedwhacker craps out or I need to refuel it or put in more twine, then forget ANY kind of greeting. By that time I'm covered head to toe with dirt and seeds and general pieces of STUFF, my hands are all gnarled up and I'm just intent on finishing up.

Sorry, tourists, this rain is GOOD! My cistern runneth over right now. Once the real rain stops, the drip drip from the overflow spout can be either Chinese water torture or relief. I opt for the latter!