Jan 28: Routine Returns

We’ve now had a couple days since our last visitors left and life is beginning to return to normal. Slowly we have been able to integrate all the additional stuff we asked them to bring; I’ve been catching up on my work, which has gotten a little behind; and we’ve all returned to our original sleeping arrangements. As you can imagine our little home, by North American standards, really doesn’t have enough space for 6 people to live.

Freezer is restocked

Freezer is restocked

Along with the regular routine comes the fun of some more additional “Dominican” experiences. Today two of the local boys got excited about some kind of food a man was selling from his bicycle. The bike was of more interest to me, seeing how he had mounted a pot above the front wheel and a stand so he could quickly jump off and begin selling his product. Judging by the lineup that formed for the food, I was the only one interested in just the bike. Since I was alone with our kids I gave our visitors a bit of change and asked them to grab us some to try. The rest of this story will have to wait till the end…

Tree Removal

Tree Removal

Today we also got to witness today how large trees are removed here. You simply send a thinly clothed, unharnessed person up the tree with a machete. This individual will then hack off each branch and then attempt to duck or jump out of the way as the branch falls. This ducking/jumping is particularly important when cutting off the main truck as it tends to (a) be quite heavy, and (b) fall straight down. Overall I was pretty impressed with how quick he was able to cut through the thick branches with the machete and how quick he could get up and down the tree as required!

Also, don’t miss the new photo albums posted of our recent visitors: Parents 1, and Parents 2.

Now, before I return to our first food story and wrap it up, I need to give you a little disclaimer. The rest of this post, due to its graphic nature and use of vulgar language is not suitable for general viewing. Specifically, if you are above or below us on the family tree then you probably shouldn’t continue!

When the food got back to our house it was wrapped in a plastic bag. It looked rather small and I thought that it might be something like beef jerky. We got out a plate and a knife and I thought we would cut it up to share. But when it plopped out of the bag I knew there was no chance I was going to be sharing in it. Perhaps it was the smell that smacked at my senses first, like I was caught in an outhouse at the end of a long weekend. Perhaps it was the long tube-like appearance that made my mind wonder how it got onto a plate in my kitchen. Or perhaps it was the hole in the side that oozed a thick dark-brown goo slowly out of the intestinal wrapping and onto said plate. The steam that rose only served to spread the ferocious smell throughout our house. I couldn’t help but think, “If it looks like $&(%!, smells like $&(%!, and comes in the same container as $&(%!, it probably is $&(%!” Whatever it was, my mind quickly decided that it was obviously unsafe to be eating any type of meat product from a man on a bicycle and that was that. I let the boys enjoy the whole thing to themselves.

Mmmm, what a delicious snack!

Mmmm, what a delicious snack!

3 Comments »

  1. Comment by Tom Wilson

    Nice post Brad, the sausage and the tree removal both made me laugh.

  2. Comment by Jacqueline

    That sausage is nasty brad…..but I love the fact 75% of your freezer is filled with chocolate!!

  3. Comment by Brad Davis

    I’m just glad I was quick enough to get a photo. I just couldn’t describe it in enough detail to represent just how bad it really was, or if I did you wouldn’t have believed me anyhow.

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