The first weekend we’ve had to ourselves in a while. We hung out, Lane played with a French girl she met who lives down the street, we swam at the beach at Las Galeras and Casa Marina, which had some fairly decent snorkeling offshore. We ate at the comedore outside of town, where the owner said his headache was too bad to make empinadas that day, so we had some fried yucca and chicken, and I went back home to get him some aspirin.
We have big-toe-sized cockroaches, who appear at regular intervals around the house. We have developed the skill of sweeping them out the open doors and then off of the outdoor living room / porch. They are a favorite meal for the geckos, and when we sweep them off, a gecko will run right up and swallow the cockroach, running away with the body sticking out of his mouth. We have large spiders, also. When we sweep them off, they run right back onto the porch – I haven’t seen them get eaten by geckos, so I don’t know if that is out of fear or just wanting to be back on familiar ground.
BOOK CURRENTLY READ: “The Comedians,” by Graham Greene. While fictitious, another oppressive book on Haiti. Reportedly you were retained if found with this book on your person in Haiti when Papa Doc Duvalier was in power.
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