Bliss. Being able to just lie in bed without rushing to get on the road. Then breakfast outdoors in the shade of our awning, overlooking flowering trees and mountains. Sometimes the little things are the best.
At the risk of being repetitive, we need these breaks to recharge the batteries. It gets tiring being on the move constantly. Although it’s a day of rest from travelling, there is always plenty to do. First task was to clean out the fridge. It gets mucky very quickly.
Next was the constant challenge of keeping up with the laundry. I went to find the lady of the house to see if there was a machine, or a place I could do hand washing. I found the gentleman of the house who was raking and turning coffee beans on the paved, concrete area. He took me to an outhouse and showed me the washing machine. What luck, I didn’t have to do it all by hand.
Dennis had some minor matters to attend to with Poki. Turning the snorkel around, so not so many bugs go in and fixing one of the internal box hinges which had come loose. He also gave Poki a lick-&-a-promise. I went to hang up my washing to dry, only to find that the lady of the house had done it for me. What a lovely surprise.
Mid morning I made coffee for me and a hot chocolate for Dennis. I purchased a coffee making device before we left New Zealand. It’s a Wacaco Pipamoka portable coffee maker. It does the job of making one cup of coffee, but it is a pretty tedious process. It, therefore, only gets used on rest days.
We had a lazy afternoon in the shade catching up with correspondence and reading. The silence was disturbed by an ice cream sales man. The same sort of ringing tune as an English ice cream van, but a motor bike version. The ladies from the neighbouring houses came out to buy some, as did our host, so we had some as well. Very tasty it was too.
Drying coffee beans in the front lawn.
Ice-cream delivery.
Later we went for a stroll down the track. On the iOverlander App, people had posted that the houses lining the track were selling fruit and veg etc. We wanted some eggs, but all the houses were deserted. I suppose because it’s Sunday. When we returned, the gentleman of the house sold me some.
Amarayllis, Victoria, they grow everywhere here.
Food supplies are getting low. I want to finish up all our fruit and veg as they, apparently confiscate it at the border. You can’t take it into Ecuador. Tomorrow night we will stay in Ipiales, which is the last town in Colombia before the border.
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