I’m really beginning to enjoy Daryl traveling with us, because he is faster than either Dick or I at journaling when we are out on the road. Though I have to correct some of his interpretations of events (see below) his stories do make for interesting reading! Thanks, again, Daryl, for letting me borrow!
Originally published as:
Pat Needs a Nap
Written by Daryl Fulp
Today has been a weird day. Of course, that could be said of every day on spent with Dick and Pat, but today was strange because of our lack of activity. (I think Daryl makes our travels weird, with his unusual sense of humor, but he’d probably disagree!~~Pat)
We started off the day by walking down the street from our hotel to grab a quick bite of breakfast. Unlike last evening’s dinner, this meal was actually quite good with generous portions. Our entire group was able to chew the food. This is a noticeable improvement over last night’s shrimp which is being used to resurface the roads here in San Pedro Laguna. (My veggie-quesadia was HUGE and cost a whopping Q25—about $3.25!~~Pat)
After breakfast we headed
across town to visit a
school for children and
teens with special needs
called Centro Mayan
Servicios Integral. This
place is a wonderful school
that provides a quality
education and helps its
student reach their full
potential. While we were there we delivered a shipment of vitamins, sized up a little girl named Lucy for a wheelchair, and Dick adjusted the speed of Domingo’s wheelchair. It seems that Domingo had been discouraged because his buddy Manuel’s wheelchair was faster than his. He was quite pleased to find that he had far more juice than before and seemed ready to drag race.
In the afternoon we returned to the motel and gambled again as we tried to find a place to eat. The first restaurant we went to told us they had no soft drinks, water, or tea. When Pat asked him what they did have to drink we were told, “Beer!” We left in search of another restaurant. We did find another place and the food was decent and chewable.
The rest of the afternoon
was spent relaxing back at
the hotel. We have
determined that none of us
are good at doing nothing.
All of us have taken time to
work on our blogs, and Dick
and I disappeared into our
room for a time of quiet
reflection (we slept). By
then we found that Pat was getting cranky because she hadn’t take the time she needed for quiet reflection like Dick and I had so we took a walk and got her some ice cream. That helped, but we hope to send her to her room soon before the sugar high wears off and the crankiness returns. (If I was irritable, I think it probably had more to do with the constant teasing of my companions than with a sugar high, or lack thereof.~~Pat)
Tomorrow promises to be much fuller as we will be heading to San Lucas to deliver and fit a wheelchair for a little girl and to Godienes to make arrangements for an electric chair for a gentleman there. We will swing back by Safe Homes for Children and visit with Vicki Dalia. If all goes according to plan we hope to be home before dark.
Good night from San Pedro Laguna!
Daryl
Here are a few more pictures of our day:
I had a great time working with Kati~~Pat
This classroom is always fun to visit. I’ll be returning to spend a week with them in May! Can’t wait. . .~~Pat
Dick adjusting the controller on Domingo’s chair.~~Pat
Thanks, Daryl, for making my journaling, if not my life, easier!~~Pat
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