Monday Monday!

Its taken me a couple of days to get this up, but its better late than never!

Monday was a very “interesting day”. It was the one year anniversary of my Grandmother (who I was very close too) passing over. So I got up extra early to do a Kelly styled memorial service thing.

I love the time of day when its dark when you get out of bed and you get to watch the world awake. Just can anyone tell me why you have to get up so dam early to do it? why cant the sun rise at 10am like me? and not 4.30am!

So with my “everything is going to happen earlier today” routine going on. I got on the quad and tottled off down to Dominical to do my emailing for the day. (my little taste of technology that keeps my sanity from being washed away with the rain!)

Upon my arrival I learnt that the entire phone system, both cellular and land line had been down since Saturday (the last time I was there was Friday) and because the internet café is dial up, there was nothing to be done until the phones were back. OI VAI!
Having decided to hang out for a while and “see what happens” I did the only thing I know how to when there’s nothing else to do. I looked to make a new friend! (yes i can see you smiling behind your screen in acknowledgment of my incessant chatting to random people)

The most colorful people I could find (by colorful I mean people who are very different from me, giving me something new to learn about, a new perspective to understand and broaden my perspective on life = great conversation) literally walked right in the door. They were three Rastafarians who lived and breathed their philosophy on life, right down to the Red, Yellow, and Green of it. (if you know what I mean).
They introduced themselves to me as “Rasimani”, “Jahricio”, and “Pepe”. All three “Costa Rican born and bread” had performed the night before at a Reggae music night not far from Dominical. “The place had views like you wouldn’t believe” I was informed many times by “Rasi” – who I swear was the spitting image of Bob Marley himself!

Have you ever seen “men in black” (one or two) do you remember the aliens in the kitchen, really skinny, fun loving, lotsa banta, and hanging with the coffee? Well these guys were the human forms. After exhausting the conversation of the philosophy of Rastafarian lifestyle, dogmatisms, and the many wonderful qualities and implementations of cannabis. I took for a dip in the ocean, on what was the best weather day yet. but not before a few photos were taken of my “new friends” for your enjoyment.
Peace and Love!