Some photos...

Living in a fishing village/beach culture definitely has its advantages. Fresh fish is one of them.

This is a picture of what most of the roads look like in town. No cars. Only horses, mules, and 4-wheelers (and people afoot). We were walking to a friend's house to cook up this fish.

Our tent, in the garden.

Beans are growing!

Lunch at the garden. Fish + Tortillas = Fish Tacos.

Couldn't tell if this iguana was nervous and escaping the ocean waves, or if he was just chillin'. The  waves knocked him off a couple times and he climbed back up.

Lynea's happy with her spices in the kitchen.

I got some extra work clearing this land...with a machete. I've learned how to use one somewhat proficiently while living abroad. It did give me the blister pictured below, though.

We went on a little hike.

The view from the bridge.

We get to play in the dirt everyday. Hence, we are very dirty and smelly everyday. Lynea's transplanting this papaya tree.

I make tables out of bamboo and ax. Hear me roar!!

One day the ocean push the river way back and it flooded the garden. Me and this dude, Alonso, dug out a path for the river to flow back into the sea. He said it was a normal thing.