A few weeks ago, a man I trust told me about WWOOF – World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms: living, learning, sharing organic lifestyles. So I am looking into the groups of it that are WOFF in Latin America for now. No plans with this yet though.
Although I LOVE it here, I cannot stay forever. I had planned to leave today, going to Dalia’s sister’s home (for a few days) when Dalia finished working. My clothes were clean, my backpack packed up nicely. But as it turns out, they felt water was too rough for me and my backpack to be comfortable and dry in Delia’s small boat, so I am back in my room up the hill, again enjoying the breeze from the fan above my head and the sounds of Roatan’s tropical jungle life and breezes outside my patio doors. Tonight’s dinner was a fabulous beef and shrimp kebab. It wasn’t quite Teriyaki. It is Dalia’s own concoction — a bit sweet and a bit spicy. Lucky for everyone who doesn’t get to eat Dalia’s cooking here, she is putting it in her recipe book.
Mango Rule Never hit a mango out of a tree. I suppose the tree doesn’t like to be hit because once you hit the tree its mangos turn sour. Just grab it instead. You can pull it off. You can twist it off. But be nice to the tree. (Mango lesson brought to you thanks to Shannon, who I hope and expect to see managing a resort one day soon.)