Today we walked down to Steve and Iretta’s place to see their impressive collection of sea shells. Iretta is an artist also and knew I might be interested in the shells for artistic reference purposes. From our house to theirs we attempted to take a shortcut down a grass covered road and overgrown trail but missed the critical turnoff entirely and ended up walking way too far down the steep road and then had to backtrack uphill. It’s been very hot and humid the last few days so we were both drenched in sweat by the time we made it back to the turnoff where Iretta, sensing our errant wanderings, ventured out to look for us, calling out our names. She led us back to her house through the bush. It was so overgrown – as things quickly get here – that we’re not sure we would have found our way without her help even if we had made the right turnoff.
Semoko’s puppy followed us the whole way, and was no less bothered by the heat than we were. Anytime we stopped for a rest she would just collapse on the ground, panting, and be in no hurry to get her stubby little legs pumping again. We had to carry her through some of the badly overgrown trail sections. She was nervous around Steve and Iretta’s dog Chacho, but they had a more or less well-behaved first meeting, with the puppy clinging to Deborah’s lap while Iretta tried to calm the excitable and much larger Chacho, who was very interested in the small creature of a familiar species. I put together a bag full of fine-looking borrowed shells and we made another sweat-drenched hike back to the house, where a cool shower beckoned.
It is fortunate that Tobi left his computer here for us to use as our laptop has apparently died. It has given us trouble from the time we bought it three years ago (bloody Vista operating system). Tobi’s laptop is an old one – it even has a floppy drive – but it works well enough for the internet. The problem is it doesn’t have any working USB ports so getting my pictures onto it (and subsequently onto the blog) is going to be difficult. I’ll have to find an internet café of some sort in town where I can transfer the photos from my camera card onto a CD, which Tobi’s computer CAN read. So, depending on how cumbersome this new procedure is, I’m afraid the photos accompanying the blog may become less frequent.
Semoko’s puppy followed us the whole way, and was no less bothered by the heat than we were. Anytime we stopped for a rest she would just collapse on the ground, panting, and be in no hurry to get her stubby little legs pumping again. We had to carry her through some of the badly overgrown trail sections. She was nervous around Steve and Iretta’s dog Chacho, but they had a more or less well-behaved first meeting, with the puppy clinging to Deborah’s lap while Iretta tried to calm the excitable and much larger Chacho, who was very interested in the small creature of a familiar species. I put together a bag full of fine-looking borrowed shells and we made another sweat-drenched hike back to the house, where a cool shower beckoned.
It is fortunate that Tobi left his computer here for us to use as our laptop has apparently died. It has given us trouble from the time we bought it three years ago (bloody Vista operating system). Tobi’s laptop is an old one – it even has a floppy drive – but it works well enough for the internet. The problem is it doesn’t have any working USB ports so getting my pictures onto it (and subsequently onto the blog) is going to be difficult. I’ll have to find an internet café of some sort in town where I can transfer the photos from my camera card onto a CD, which Tobi’s computer CAN read. So, depending on how cumbersome this new procedure is, I’m afraid the photos accompanying the blog may become less frequent.
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