Football!

Josh and I have been playing soccer at this little field in Jucanya with the local brothers every Sunday night for about 2 months. This is really outside our skill set!

They've allowed me to mostly play goalkeeper so I don't have to run so much. I'm the oldest playing by more than 10 years. They say I'm doing well, as inadequate as I feel.

Covered moto parking. The whole field is roofed and fenced in with concrete walls at the bottom. Allows for some trick bank shots. The field itself is a type of astroturf with a ground tire underfill, so is quite comfortable to run on.

Brett and Jordan played here with some of the  English brothers one Saturday afternoon. They declined playing that and the following Sunday.  The English brothers tend to be somewhat slower. The Spanish and Cakchiquel brothers are sometimes incredibly quick, at least in my eyes.

Covered bleachers. Josh resting between rotations.

We were both quite intimidated the first few times, but he stuck it out and he's gotten much more active and much better. I'm very proud of him.

If there are enough sisters, they'll play half an hour before the brothers. We have the field for 2 hours total. There can be anywhere from less than a dozen to more than two dozen brothers on any given night. Usually they'll make teams of 5 to 7 and rotate out every five minutes if there are three teams. If there are only two and no sisters, then you get to run around for a full two hours.

The owner runs a small tienda in conjunction with the field.  He's a very nice guy. One particularly cold night he made hot chocolate for Josh and fed him cookies, no charge. He wants to improve his English with me and will teach me Spanish.  Have to find the time!

We've enjoyed this very much. The brothers are very kind and hospitable to us. Though they don't hold back when it comes to playing. We've both been smacked in the face several times, and elsewhere as well. Playing goalie,  I've had my fingers sprained, so now wear gloves which helps a little. There's been blood, sprained ankles, and other debilitating injuries, but everyone keeps coming back for more. Adam is currently sporting a black eye from 2 Sundays ago. We were half hoping he'd get another one last Sunday just so he would match🤤. 

San Juan.

My first time in San Juan, working with a ministry group. Josh and Lydia can be seen in the background [she's on Adam's shoulders]. We were following the lakeshore around the town, and came upon this group of plants - corn, coffee, and bananas - all growing within feet of each other.

Further down the lakeshore, reeds drying in the sun. Harvested for baskets or hat's?

Taking a rest outside the San Juan Kingdom Hall. The brother in purple is visiting here, working with the Spanish congregation. Just prior to this, we witnessed the immediate aftermath of a tuk-tuk accident down the hill to the right. Somehow it had overturned and the woman passenger was injured. Adam had a first aid kit and bandaged her injured foot up before they took her away in the back of a pickup. First real accident we are aware of.

San Juan Kingdom Hall driveway with residence building to the left. Kingdom Hall  is out of the shot to the right.

Interior of the San Juan Kingdom Hall.  Very small, less than 20 publishers I  believe. We later met the elder [only one?] in Panajachel returning from their Assembly.

Finishing up our day, heading downhill toward the boat docks. Josh is following a tuk-tuk down this narrow steep callejon [alley]. It just amazes me where they take these little three-wheeled vehicles!

Amateur Photographer.

Dida takes lots of pictures. Mostly of feet, floors, walls, and black [hand over the lens?]. But sometimes she fets some real good candid shots. They may not always be high quality,  but she captures the moment.

Jucanya Park.

Lydia loves this park more than the other. We don't know why and don't agree.  It's dirtier,  has less equipment, and gangs of dogs.

Our motos at Jucanya Park. Note the half dozen dogs in the background. There were another half dozen not pictured. The street dogs are fairly benign for the most part. They can get a little crazy when the females are in heat, but otherwise are just a traffic nuisance. I clipped one with my moto one night when it ran out in front of me. For being street dogs, they are not always very street smart.

View from Jucanya Park. Can't be beat. There is also a beach, and some go swimming here. We'll probably try it some day when it's warmer.

How could we ever go back?

Pancake breakfast at Mr. Jon's.

Sure we can eat three pancakes, each!

I've spent so much time with my family since arriving here I can't imagine going back to my former working lifestyle. It would be emotionally traumatic for all of us. Raquel is in the full time ministry, so is now the one away most often [such as this breakfast].

The pancakes were huge. But good. We couldn't finish half! Oh, well. Another meal.

La Mona.

The ladder is for what? So you can climb around it?

La Mona. The female monkey. She loves the park at Centro Salud Clinica [Central Health Clinic]. The equipment is dated and dangerous, makes you cringe to watch her. But she doesn't care! Falls, cries, begs for a bandaid, gets back up and goes again.

Metal swing, sort of cage like, especially the ones with the fixed front  safety bar. Can't be too comfortable.

Three way concrete slide. Two of the slides have nice curves at the bottom transition, but the third one is a sharp angle that cracks butts.

Double ladder to the triple concrete slide. Note the original metal rungs embedded into the side of the concrete. Someone must have thought that this was too unsafe.

Another view of the swings. They don't use chains, but suspend the swings on metal rods. The top loop is pretty worn and only a matter of time before they break through. 

Truck tire and pvc riding animal. There are 3 or 4 of these around the playground. This one has sharp sheet metal ears or spines, to fuel the imagination and increase the safety hazard. After all, it is a clinic.

Wooden monkey bars with a slide. She has no fear going across these, dangling in the air. A mother's nightmare!

Teeter-totter or see-saw. What do the English or Spanish call it? She hasn't really experienced the full sensation yet because Josh and I both outweigh her by 6 or 7 hundred percent. She needs a partner closer to her weight.

One of the strangest oddities at this park. The bench is missing a slat, so this dog wedged himself in its place. Was he trained to do this as a safety measure? Are there other dogs that take different shifts? Ann, all of your dogs may have a place in this world!

La Mona.

Dead possum.

Woke up one morning to find this in the back yard.

He's not dead, he's  just pining!  Really. Up close could see it was breathing, and every day he moved about 3 or 4 feet, from the lime tree to the old well. Then one day he was gone. Figured he may gave been poisoned. We've heard noises up on the tile roof at night and guessed it may have been a possum. Haven't heard much since. During the day, the roof is owned by the squirrels.  They make almost as much racket, only quicker.