After my early awakening (though the crazy-loud noise of hungry pigs would have done it by 6:30 anyway), I watched as the animals were fed and cleaned, and it's quite a process! After breakfast we went to the gardens and picked lots of veggies and yuca, and chopped down banana leaves for our tongas, a traditional lunch. Back in the kitchen the cook made it all good and tasty and we soon got to wrap up our hot meals. Amazingly enough, they were still hot 3 hours later when we ate them! With our lunches in Jimson's backpack, we set off on horse for the humid forest and waterfall. We finally got to the house of the lady who owns the forest (horses aren't as comfortable as I remember) and ate lunch with her in her simple, bambu/palm leaf house on stilts. I was blown away by the absolute lack of furniture and decorations aside from one one hammock, a small bambu table, and one newspaper clipping on one wall of some religious festivity. We then set off on foot for the forest that has howler monkeys. Jimpson found us three and we rested awhile watching them rest. Man, it was hot there and all we did was sweat! The mosquitos really liked me, too (surprise, surprise) and I was happy to get back on horse. We headed for the waterfall, but no one else wanted to swim (the pool did look a bit dirty), so we rested some more and went back to the farm. After dinner we made coffee from beans that had been dried and shelled. We had to roast them and then grind them, and I must admit it isn't very good coffee. I don't know if it's the type of bean or the way we did it, but it's not that good. Ah well, it was fun anyway!
The one girl who had been in the third not-roof-height bed left that morning, so I slept the night on ground level away from our fledermaus companion. However, at 2 a.m. Tanya awoke screaming about something in her ear. After we doused it in water, it stopped moving so we went back to sleep, but wow, crazy things here in our cabin on the farm!
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You write very well.
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