Day 60: Could it be?!?!

When Matt landed amid buckets of rain, he asked if we knew when the rainy season is supposed to end. I pulled a date out of my butt and said November 15, 2010. Seeing as today is that day and we spent the majority of it bathing in lots of sun under cloudless skies, I’m thinking I might be psychic. Welcome dry season, glad to finally meet you.



But when we got back from the beach, our landlord warned us that storms are brewing in the Caribbean again which means we’ll get dumped on for a few days. That is not good news. Our road is still a muddy mess no matter how dry it is and they just re-secured our power lines and cable. The trees have been cleared and the river is back to green. After the kind of day we had today, it just wouldn’t be right.


From what we’ve been told, certain roads are still not repaired from the last storm and I’m sure plenty of people are still displaced. After we became aware of the flooding of our first town, Parrita, we contacted Clint to extend an invitation to stay at our place if needed. He responded today, after several days of waiting, to thank us for the offer but he had gotten rid of the 20 inches of water in his home. His mattresses are no longer floating and the house is finally dry. His mom also told us that they couldn’t risk leaving their home for an extended period of time as theft has increased drastically due to the condition of the neighborhood. For several days, Parrita was without electricity, water and was severely flooded.


We haven’t often wondered if moving was a good thing. We knew it was. Now we know for sure that we made the right decision. And are so thankful we did.