Day 29
At 6:30 am, three of us walked to the main road to meet up with a group going to the town of Tarcoles. Here you can’t sit in open pick-ups the way we did in Guatemala. Our truck had a cab on the back and there were about ten of us. The 20 minute ride went quickly.
When we got to the prenatal center I joined the painting crew. Madi and Kier are training to be work in the center, so went to the group meeting in the back. They ended up listening while holding babies to give moms a break. Later they said they’ll need to hit the gym to strengthen their baby-
holding muscles. Their arms were sore. All a part of the training.
Jaco is a town that has many working women, of the evening kind. It’s legal here, but pimps are not. There are places to help women work fewer night shifts and get more day-time work. We found one such place. They teach the women how to give manicures and pedicures. We made a donation in the form of getting a pedicure. It wasn’t the kind of pedi known in the states. She soaked my feet a small tub, then filed my big toenail down into a very interesting shape. It was all about the donation. I went home and tried to cut off the jagged edges so I wouldn’t rip the sheets.
We came home to a lizard circus in progress. Herding one small lizard toward an open door shouldn’t be a monumental task, and yet when it’s scurrying over ceilings and walls, behind pictures and headboards, it is. Most herding is done on a plain not inside a cube. Having misplaced
our reptile wrangling manual, it turned into a lengthy cardio workout with brooms, mops, strainers, standing on couches and counters.
After the lizard was happily united with his peeps, there was a long blackout. We had a little candle campfire in the living room and eventually went to bed. After a little while the phone was ringing constantly and shortly thereafter a man was banging on the door. When someone knocks that frantically my mind jumps to impending natural disaster. But we were told there aren’t hurricanes and tsunamis on the Pacific side.
Turns out someone from the resort next door took advantage of the blackout and left without paying for his beer, one beer, from one resort, one big resort, one big resort with a casino, one big resort with a casino with many gambling machines that never sleep because they are sucking up money. You get it. They were waking up everyone in our building to get to the bottom of that $3 mystery. No rouge tsunamis just a blackout drink and dash.