A Night in the Mountains
23.05.2007 - 24.05.2007
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Where I left off... somewhere near Wednesday, going to spend a night with a BriBri family. After picking up some gifts and stuff from the vendors in town we cycled back to the Bridge. Shortly after putting some laundry in the dryer, I bid farwell to Barry and Ali, and off I went with Alejandro, Willi and Maria (Niña) into the mountains. The walk which is what they call it and I call it hike, starts off pretty shortly after you leave the Bridge. They said I needed botas (boots) and they were right. We ascended and descended through rivers and muddy hills for about 30 minutes until we reached the last climb up to their house. Its incredible to believe that these kids walk this path every day to and from school, usually by themselves. When we got there we sat in the kitchen area for alittle while, until the kids went down to the river to wash dishes, which really means play in the river. The river is down another incredibly dangerous hill but I made it down and back up in one piece. The whole family goes up and down carry dishes, clothes, 4 bottles the size of Javex bleach full of water, barefoot. Its a feat though to them its normal. Mother Maria made the family dinner, fried chicken, rice and beans. Their meals usually consist only of rice and beans but as a part of my stay, I brought meat for dinner. After dinner night fell very quickly and off to bed we went. Unfortunately after dinner I got really sick, and spent some time in the bushes vomitting. I´m alive. After surviving the night of a feverish sweat, we got up and spent some more time in the kitchen. Niña took me back to the Bridge shortly after around 830 for Soup Kitchen, our last soup kitchen.
Our last soup kitchen was pretty slow, not a whole lot happened. On Wednesday Nanci took two girls in the car to Turrialba and on the way back on Thursday they had some hig car problems. Throughout the day Nanci called us with updates. The right axel broke and repaired by a mechanic. I helped Maria cut the vegetables for next weeks soup and then we left for the last time. Thursday night was mostly packing and getting ready to leave on Friday.
It´s different not being in Puerto Viejo, the air is different and there´s no ocean here in San Ramon.
Love
Ashley
Posted by thrashley 26.05.2007 9:36 AM Archived in Costa Rica Comments (0)

