Concrete Block and Fresh Fish

April 13, 2012
Dave DeMott

We have finished work on day 2 (of our work, day 3 of our trip) and
are getting ready for dinner.  Instead of eating out, which is just as
cheap as making our own dinners, we decided to allow the cooks among
us to show us their Martha Stewart skills.  On the way to the work site
we stopped by a market to get fresh fish and fresh vegetables.  The
fish had been caught within the day.  We brought the fish back and I
(Dave) just finished helping clean the shrimp; which were about as big
as I've seen.  (We saw shrimp boats off shore last night when we went
for ice cream.)  We will have grilled fish and a Mexican salad that
looks, well, Mexican.

At the site we worked to get more blocks up.  We are actually getting
the hang of it.  We are becoming masons.  Earlier we met a group of
ladies who have a Bible study that Joyce Reed leads.

The funny for the day was when Hulio, the pastor of a small church,
asked if Dave Morton (pastor at Rangely) and I were from the same
church.  Dave told him that we were from different churches.  Hulio
then came over and put his arm around me and pointed to our slightly
rotund midrifts.  I then jokingly patted his rotund midrift with a
trowel.  He then said that around here, his congregation calls his
midrift his pulpit.  That left me in a bit of a quandry. because I'd like to
get rid of my (personal) pulpit.

We had several Spanish lessons and when Ramon almost hit me with a
rock while I passed underneath his work on the second floor, we simply
exchanged almost-giggle smiles.  It's funny how smiles, like music, is
an international language.

We will give a more thorough overview of our trip when we get home,
but right now the fish are ready...