Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Home at Last

Clouds of butterflies, flickering in and out of my peripheral vision, browsing and dawdling over pink and blue blooms, add their own pale greens, yellows, ambers, and whites to my seaside palette. Dozens and dozens of them, gaily breakfasting before the heat of the day settles in, and I am so beguiled I cannot yet believe this is my new reality.

These blue flowers drop off by noon and new buds appear before nightfall to bloom in the morning!


My hope that the cargo solution would appear after the Monday holiday was rewarded, "hurry up and wait"-style. The call to pack up and be ready to go to La Boquita came around 11:30 in the morning, but the 1 p.m. departure time stretched out to 4, and then the van appeared with my boxes, all having been opened, but more or less intact. Parzy and I joined the driver up front and off we went. We stopped en route at an ATM so I could withdraw massive handfuls of actual dollars to repay Parzy for the import taxes, the storage fees for customs, the customs agent's fee, and the transport van fee.

My doorway, with new window boxes! And just inside...


But by 5:30, we were unloading the boxes at the villa, and I warily was  beginning to believe my plan was nearing its fulfillment. I rode back to Diriamba with the van to lay in some supplies at the local supermarket. I was sorry to say goodbye to Parzy. He did so much to help me, always with good humor, and I will miss his sardonic wit.

When I left the super, Pali, all my purchases had been stuffed into one big feed sack, and I climbed into a waiting caponero, the tiny three-wheeled conveyance that is ubiquitous in most smaller cities and towns here. (Not certain I am spelling it properly...) They don't go very fast, so it was a long ride in the inky darkness of rural Nica. Later, I dug out my sheets and towels, made the new bed, and sat for an hour on the veranda listening to the muffled crash of the waves below. Forgot to eat dinner. Slept poorly. Never mind. I'm here.

1 comment:

  1. T., those purple flowers look suspiciously like the Mexican Petunias (I think that's their name) that are common here in subtrop Florida - and yes, the llowers open at dawn and drop early in the day. But they never seem to have any problem regenerating. I've had a whole box of them here for 10 years and they've done well on basically zero attention.

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