Olivia and I were using our “little gray cells” while reading Hercule Poirot: The Complete Short Stories, while Katherine and Aaron were adventuring with Milo through The Phantom Tollbooth. The village was quiet and dark last night, then we heard a knock on the door and Henci showed up with a big plate full of mouth-watering breadfruit that had been motued with coconut cream. What good friends we have here!
Today is really Katherine’s birthday, but we had already decided to celebrate tomorrow, on American time. The few things we bought to help commemorate her special day...decorations, art supplies, and cake ingredients...were still floating on the LC Rusa. This ship has a very distinctive, and loud, engine, so we knew we would be able to hear it coming well before it arrived at Marulaon. Sure enough, we finally heard the throbbing of the engine late this afternoon. We counted the right number of red plastic wrapped boxes, white buckets, a propane cylinder, etc, then headed up the hill with a horde of helping hands. What a blessing to have an abundance of food and toilet paper and supplies again.
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