Geographic Differences...

Okay, so I wanted you to be able to picture my life a little bit more. This scene is what you see as you are walking into one of the main roads in town, coming off the ¨highway¨. Yes, this is the main road. Okay, so as you can plainly see, there are some differences between Ciriboya and Canada. In Canada, if it rained, you would simply walk on the sidewalk, and try and avoid the ¨puddles¨. Yes, I put puddles in quotation marks, because as you can clearly see, in comparison, the puddles in Canada just do not compare! So, in order for me to walk around this puddle and keep going, I know exactly what to do (I know this from many MANY times of doing the wrong thing, and falling in the mud and getting my feet and sandals all muddy and gross). I will NOT take the route to the left, although it looks promising, looks can be deceiving. It is actually a swamp, and I will get muddy for sure. No, if I want to continue on this road (which I do, because it´s the main road into Ciriboya) I have to cross on the right hand side. Someone has graciously placed a log across the water, which I have to precariously cross, so as not to fall in. Then, a little farther up, you can see another log, which also has to be crossed, and from there I can pick my way around the mud, until I come out clean on the other side!
This is life in the rainy season. No one tries to do anything about it, they just get creative and throw logs across the deeper puddles. It is SUCH a different life! I am ready for rainy season to be over. This morning at 4am we were waiting for the bus in the POURING rain, to go to the city, and my sweatshirt was SOAKED...like I could have wrung it out and drank it there was so much water! So this puddle isn´t going away anytime soon!