Hanging out at my house!

I love my house!! It's sweet, it's off the main road so it's quiet and friends come and stop by to visit quite a bit. Here's some photos from the first couple months in my house.


A couple little friends Buche and Dabin road over from the other side of town on a horse to visit. They entertained me by singing reggaeton and bachata songs.


Francisco, Pedro, Andrioli and Niño hanging out at the house listening to songs.


Here's a picture of my kitchen/dining/living room. It's a little messy, but it usually is.


Mayra and Thony looking at my photo album with pictures from home.


My friend Francisco in a Blazers jacket.


Andrioli, Miguelito and I hanging out on the porch.


My neighbor Lidia helping me make a broom to brush the leaves off the dirt in front of my house.


A tarantula. There have been 6 in my house.



This is what it looks like in my house when there's no electricity in the evenings.


Sunset looking out my back door.


One of the many frogs that has been in the house. I tried taking them out of the house but they just keep coming back so I've decided they're my friends.


My friend Thony and the neighbor boy Niño hoeing the weeds in my back yard.

More Random Photos!!

Sunset up on the loma (hill) talking to Mom and Dad.


My friend and favorite motoconcho driver Papito.


One of my favorite farmers, Cadito and I in front of his house.


Actually this is a good story. I was on my way back from the capital and arrived in San Juan at 5 pm, which is pretty late when you're trying to get home by dark, but what I almost always do because then I can sleep in a little bit. I arrived at 5 and walked to the motoconcho stop to wait. Meanwhile storm clouds were threatening from the north, which is where I live. Luckily a friend of mine showed up right after I got there. So I strapped my casco on my head and hopped on and another friend hopped on behind me since it was the only motorcyle likely to pass for quite a while. We started heading up the road and saw a friend heading down in his truck. He stopped and told us it was a huge storm up in El Batey and we should stop at so and so's house on the way and wait for him. We continued on heading to so and so's house, however, before we had gone far, it started pouring rain, the thunder was so loud the ground felt like it was shaking, and lightning strikes were landing decidedly too close for comfort. We arrived at so and so's house (I just don't know the guy's name, thus why he's so and so) and got us and the motorcycle under cover and waited for our friend with the truck. About half an hour later he showed up and we loaded the motorcycle in the back of the truck and we all hopped in. We got back to El Batey, but unfortunately, the river had come down. This happens when it rains really hard up in the mountains and comes pretty much like a flash flood. Needless to say, I live on the other side of the river. Pretty soon we had a crowd gathered there waiting for the water to go down. About 45 minutes later my friend Coco decided to try to wade across to see if the water was low enough for us to cross in the truck. Coco stripped to his underwear and crossed the river which was up to about his waist without too much trouble so we decided we would probably be okay. We started out as far up as possible on the upstream side. We almost got stuck in the middle, water was coming into the cab, and when we made it to the other side we were as far downstream as we could be and still be able to get onto the road.

Hanging out with Thony's family

My friend Thony's mom, Marina came from the capital to visit in September. I went over to meet her and hang out with the family.


Here I am with Thony's sister Dori and mom Marina.


Thony and his dad Chelo grinding corn to make chen chen, which is pretty much grits. They are grinding by hand, no motorized flour grinder like we have at the farm, although it's practically the same grinder that we have.


Here's Marina sifting the ground corn to get the fine flour out.

Luz

I'm a bit behind in updating this thing. Thus why I'm going to tell you about something that took place in mid-August when I moved into my new house. I moved into my house on August 17 after 2 other houses fell through. My landlord had constructed walls for the latrine and finished the cement walls on the house. He, however, had not paid the neighbor for the light in several months so she had cut the wires. So the first week I was in my place there was no light while my neighbor waited for my landlord to pay. A week of candlelit dinners later my landlord finally paid my neighbor so we could finally get the light hooked up.


My friend Thony connecting the wires close to the house.


My neighbor Goné connecting the wires that are in the tree.

Birthday Celebration in El Batey

The chicken that was sacrificed to provide sustenance to my friends who came to celebrate my birthday with me.


Scalding and taking the feathers off the chicken. No easy task let me tell you, thus why I left it to professionals like Papote and Cristian.


We made our own fogon with rocks we found around the house. Here Thony and Chichito are chopping wood and getting the fire started.


Cutting the chicken turned out to be the process that involved 3 people. Andrioli, Chichito and Thony finally got through it all though.


Mmmm...look at that well-seasoned chicken cooking. Not sure if I´ve ever mentioned it before but they love these things called Sopitos, which are like buillon cubes. The first two ingredients are salt and MSG. If I don´t have high blood pressure by the time I leave here it will be a miracle.


Now all rice here must be picked through and rocks, etc. picked out before it can be washed and eventually cooked.


Papote throwing in the rice. It seems to always end up being his job, not quite sure why.


El chef, Chichito


El Chef taking a break from his cooking duties to dance a bachata with my neighbor and friend Mayra.


Hanging out and chatting and eating under the mango trees. What could be nicer than this!


I even hauled out the guitar and played a couple of songs for my friends. I translated one into Spanish and now they´re waiting for the other ones. Someday I´ll get around to it.


Here´s what the food looked like. It´s called locrio and one of my personal favorites. Especially with fresh avocados since we were and still are in the middle of avocado season.