Oh yeah..a pretty funny story, in the family Im living with, the father and his dad moonlight as pig farmers away from there normal day work as an artist and metal-worker respectively
. Well they keep their pigs (obese pigs) at the beach and the slughterhouse is at the top of this big hill about 300 metres long and it must be at a gradient of at least 50 degrees. Well initially seeing these pigs hustling around the pen and hearing the high pitched screech (brought me back to Eurotrash days in school!) somehow reminded me of the movie Hannibal where Mason Verger gets his comeupance! Anyway we lassooed the beasts and boy are fat pigs strong! Well we managed to get the piggies out of the pen (reluctantly!) and got 4 to the top of the hill with nice blisters starting to form on the palms, but one was the laziest fat pig you could ever imagine..I mean we got this piggie 10 metres until it collapsed under the weight of its own overused digestive system! Well we tried and tried to get the pig moving with Jose (the dad) pulling the lassoo around the chins forward and his old man Lucas lifting up the tail so that only its front two trotters were on the ground...pretty amusing to say the least as the pig went from fat/dense mode to dainty tip toe trotters mode. Well that never worked either so up the hill we left the fatty and went to the house and fetched the wheelbarrow..interesting hey (oh amongst stopping the randy beasts we'd already taken up getting involved with each other..but I think they were all male pigs!) Well back sown the hill we went, put the barrow on its side and rolled in senor puerco. You've never seen such a content face..like he was lazing in the caribbean sun with a cuba libre
! So muggins here got the candid pleasure of his first work out by pushing the load up the hill to the delight of all the watching local children and parents seeing el gringo pushing a fat pig up a hill in a barrow! A bit of a classic that Im disappointed I never got a picture of but it will stay in my memory as the quads havent had such a work out since being squat trained by Allen in Guildford Rugby Club! (As Im sure a few of you will remember!)
Yesterday I got out of San Pedro for the first time and what a relief. I went to a small local town called San Marcos across the lake by boat from San Pedro with Naomi and Tim from San Francisco. San Marcos is a great place, a lot cleaner than SP where people go to chill in hammoks, get a massage and study yoga or reiki (mum you'd love it!). We had lunch and a walk about, taking in a local soccer match and then did the best rock jump. We met up with some cool people from Israel and Switzerland at the jump and the extra social pressure was a great help on the jump. In fact I managed the jump altogether in under a minute where as for most its a tad longer so I was pleased, but it was safe, very deep, and probably the highest Ive done out of Turkey (remember the German stinger coon?)and the feather river in California.
So the plan I think is to spend about another 2-3 weeks here and Ive decide to put Belize on my itinerary if the weather holds for a bit of diving in the Blue-Hole to waste some time before Conor arrives in November.
Well adios for now and I hope everyone is good,
Hey gang, well its been an interesting few weeks since I last wrote. Spanish school is still continuing fast and Its going pretty sweetly, still with the same teacher but afternoon lessons are the way to go! Its rainy season here so in the mornings its pretty hot but come afternoon the volcanoes get shrouded in cloud and the rain (hardcore rain, not like the woosy drizzly stuff), thunder and lightening fun begins. I study in the beautiful gardens of the spanish school and the other day a mark was definitely left in my boxers as this amazing lightening fork and thunder blast came pretty much at equal times and I mean the loudest loudest thunder blast Ive ever heard from about 20 metres above my head...phew! Its fair to say that not much spanish was completed and we all ran to take cover from the monsoon rains that were blowing into the small hut (if you can call it that) where I study..oh yeah and the metal corrugated roof is a great comfort too with the lightening! :)