Because of the heat during the day, it’s easy to slip into Spanish
time—late getting up, a siesta between 1 and 5 when everything is closed, and
dinner after 9:30. We got up late this morning and went into downtown Orgiva
for the Thursday market—the produce was good, but many stalls sold cheap
African and Chinese junk (including genuine Spanish fans!). We tried to buy a
roast chicken but all were spoken for.
We returned home to swim au naturel in the pool, maneuvering around
the overgrown plumbago bush, ripe with blue flowers that matched the water, and
disturbing Nick’s froggy buddies who live under it.
In the
early evening, we walked out the mountain road beyond Nick’s place; it leads to
the next village, Bayacas. On the way back, Nick wanted to visit an old friend,
Rita. We met Rita and her friend Nikki coming down the road amid a flurry of
barking dogs—there are plenty of strays around, but most locals have dogs
because of frequent break-ins. One such intruder stole Nick’s solar panels;
another broke into the house, showered, switched clothes, and spent the night
next door in a neighbor’s yurt. Sweet, generous Rita and sharp-as-a-button
(that’s a Nick phrase, meaning, I suppose, smart and attractive) Nikki invited
us to share a pasta dinner in their lovely home. Rita rents out rooms, the
entire place, and a teepee, and I can’t imagine who wouldn’t want to spend time
in this serene, star-filled valley: Mountain
Eco-Farm.
When we
came back from Rita’s, there was a dinner invite for Saturday night under a
rock on the patio table from another neighbor, Brenda, she of the “borrowed”
yurt.
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out the video: https://vimeo.com/70760985
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