Yesterday I had a serious blip. I was missing home, having my own space, friends, cooking, cycling, family . . . It was too hot to do anything so we spent most of the day in our room. I really didn’t think I would make it to Guatemala and was working out how soon I could get home.
Today we got a lift to the station with Louise, our lovely taxi driver, and then a bus to Slidell, where we were picked up by Tom, our host. He has built his house himself and there is a huge pond with a terrace all round it. It’s decorated in the style of Mayan Indians. I can’t do it justice in words so there are lots of photos below. Tom took us to Wild Things, a country festival all about the Bayou area. We saw a raccoon, a possum, turtles, an armadillo, snakes, owls, a polecat etc, all of which are abundant around here. Then he took us canoeing down the Bayou river and took us to see Lake Pontchartrain. The landscape is not dissimilar to Norfolk but on a MUCH bigger scale. Tom has two other people living here-Larry and Michael. Larry made us an amazing dinner of chicken, sausage, rice and vegetables. More about the people and the work in a later blog.
It’s now 20.14, and we are chilled, Sean snoring beside me in this big room that looks out onto the ‘pond’. I think there will be a lot to say about this place, but what I have discovered is that what I was really missing after 3 weeks of city life was air, trees, grass, space. I feel like I can breathe again and I’m really looking forward to the week we have here!