So we are waiting....waiting for our French Polynesia long-stay visa to come back from Papeete. In the meantime, we wait some more and find projects to tear up the boat so that we can live in disorganization. It's so much fun.
Ron decided that I needed to have more storage room, so that I could stock the boat with more provisions. I think he's afraid that I'm going to run out of flour.....to all you gluten haters out there, unless you have Celiac's, its a myth. Don't buy into it! People have been eating grains forever (okay, maybe only the last 5000 years or so, but that seems like a long time for our systems to adapt to incorporating grains into a purely protein based diet). Pretty soon, I think there is going to be a movement that says that fruits and vegies are no longer good for you either (oh, wait, I believe that that has been covered by the anti-GMO folks). So we are left with eating dirt. Tho I'm sure the only "good" dirt for you will come from some completely out of the way place on earth, where no man has ever walked, and where it will end up costing us way more money than your everyday, ordinary sort of dirt that you might find in, say, your own backyard. This special dirt will come in a beautifully designed package, which will also add to the cost. Because the label will be of handmade paper, we of course will willingly turn over obscene amounts of money, because someone will have written a New York Times bestseller or 20, and will tell us why this is the perfect dirt to eat. And all those dirt eaters will then turn around and make all of the non-dirt eaters feel bad, because we haven't yet bought into the propaganda. Then, after 5-7 years, a new study will come out that will in fact enable us to incorporate a MASSIVE STEAK, yet again into our pathetic diets. And so evolution will trundle on.....(I've been reading a lot about Darwin).
My own evolution continued a few days ago, with learning a bit more HTML code, and to figure out how to include a map of all the places that we have traveled these last 4 1/2 years, both on the boat, and on land. I at first decided I wanted to do it all by memory, and I was fairly successful for the first 6 months or so, but then all the bays and anchorages began to muddle together. I pulled out our Yacht Log for some help in bringing the rest of the memories alive, with Latitudes and Longitudes, including subsequent comments. In Mexico, there was a lot of "we motored". In Costa Rica, there were quite a few exclamation marks in the comment section, and apparently it was really hot in Panama and El Salvador. Because we've inland traveled quite a bit while anchored here Ecuador, and it's the most recent past, my memories are sharp of how much money we've spent, but also of the really great cultures we've experienced.
The Inca culture is reasserting itself, not only here in South America, but also all over the world. That very expensive GRAIN you can buy now and is being served to you in rather posh restaurants called Quinoa......been around these parts for 2000 or so years. It's a grain, but it doesn't contain gluten, so it might make it onto your gluten-hating plates. The Bolivians are laughing all the way to the bank, as westerners are buying it in droves, it being the "new" thing. It's really old, actually, but new converts have a way of blowing it all out of proportion....a bit like born-agains.
I'm not sure if it'll make it onto the good ship Sundancer. I'd have to leave a bag of flour behind.
In the meantime, we wait.
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