Mud and rain are the words of the week. It has been raining
more or less nonstop since last Friday. While I generally don't have a problem
with a good thunderstorm, the rain isn't forecasted to end until sometime this
weekend. Meanwhile at the organopónico every other word I hear is "fango" meaning mud. The soil in Alamar is a special PEI brand of red that, due to the
constant raining, coats everything it touches in a thick layer of red sludge. During
our short walk home from the bus stop today three people pointed and laughed at
the mud covered boots Katherine and I were sporting. I guess when you get back
into the city it's less common to be caked in mud. This week we've moved on to
working with the plantas ornamentales. So far we haven't seen much of the department
as there isn't much work to do when it's pouring rain, but we have seen slugs
the size of your thumb and these tiny red beetles that I've never seen in
Canada. Next week we'll continue in the same department so hopefully
the rain will stop long enough for us to get some work done.
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