I know this post is a little over do. But I'm going to make up for that by putting a big, long post for you all.
The last couple weeks we have been going out to an area about 30 minutes away to preach, called Potrerillos. It's an area that has never even been mapped before and although there is a Spanish congregation out there the English have not touched it yet. So we have been mapping and censusing the area. We have made some long days of it and it has been very fun. And although it is quite a bit warmer than here in Boquete we've dealt with it since we've had such great times and since the territory has been so productive. The group that we went with the first two times consisted of myself, a sister who just moved here from Florida (Gail), a sister who is visiting for four months (Darlene), and a friend of her's who is visiting for a month (Tori). Our group was very adventurous and had such a great time the first day we decided to make a long day out of it and go the next day as well. Although we didn't get great return visits until the third day down there we still had a blast.
Here we go! Day 1- We get to the territory with paper, pencils, and the GPS completely service-minded. But then we ran across a lady who had an abundance of fruit trees in her yard and who decided to be very giving. She gave us these disgusting round palm fruits all ground up in a bag. That looked like tiny coconuts about the size of a golf ball, but tasted more like the golf ball. Here Tori is showing us the bag of "fuzzy cardboard" as Gail called it.
But she made up for it by also supplying us with tomatoes grown fresh. Then we were hooked we looked for any trees to pull fruit off of. Our next discovery? Oranges. Here we are trying to pick them from a tree on the side of a road.
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| Gail and Tori Collecting Oranges |
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| And Me |
Don't worry after we got our orange fix we preached to people on that road. We aren't complete duds.
On our way home Tori's great eyes spotted a cashew tree on the side of the road. Cashews are not grown as you would expect. Each cashew fruit has a single cashew hanging from it.
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| The fruit looks like this, but it can also be red. |
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| Gail and I picking the ripe fruit |
Here Gail is collecting more cashews and Tori is trying the fruit, it wasn't exactly something to write home about. It tased kind of like fruity chalk. But we took them home non-the-less for Gail to make juice from the fruit and to attempt to roast the cashews.
And that ends Day 1. Then we all decided to celebrate the end of a great day with a 40 cent neapolitan flavored icecream. Which for some reason seems to taste so much better than the neapolitan in the States.
Potrerillos Take 2.
The next day we came back prepared with a machete, lunch, a broom stick (I'll explain later), swim suits (just in case), and plenty of water. And away we went to find English speaking people and collect as much fruit as we could find.
First came the bamboo. And the machete came in handy since it was about 40 feet long.
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Here Tori is trying to machete the bamboo in half.
Let's just say when she was done the bamboo was still about 40 feet long. |
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Then Gail took the machete and because of years of chopping wood for her wood stove
she was able to cut the bamboo into pieces that could just barely fit in the car. |
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And here we are being so spiritual.
That is Gail and Darlene leaving a tract with a sweet old lady in the territory. |
After finishing that street we had some lunch. We all brought little bits and shared. Then we decided to head home it was about 1 o'clock or something like that. We were planning on staying longer, but we were all very hot and Tori had a rash from something (were still not sure from what) from the day before. So after a few more houses we headed back for the adventurous ride home. Of course we continued to check for fruit on the side of the road. First we found some noni fruit. They taste disgusting so people typically make juice out of it. But they are supposedly super-duper good for you. I didn't get any pictures of us picking them but here is one of them that Gail froze.
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| We had to hurry and take the picture since it smells so bad. |
Then we pulled over at a lady's house since we saw these crazy looking things hanging from a tree in her yard. I know we looked like crazy tourists, but she was really nice.
Here is the things we pulled over to ask about. They ended up being just a seed pod nothing exciting and edible.
The lady then offered for us to take some of her cashew fruits home so we got a whole other bag full of them. Needless to say we now have
plenty of cashew fruit and nuts.
Finally we found some pipas in a tree by the road that were calling our names. Just in case you were wondering a pipa is a young coconut, they are either green or yellow on the outside and we get them more for their juice than their flesh. Their flesh is very soft and sometimes jello-y.
So here we go trying to pick the pipas. If we didn't look ridiculous to onlookers before, now we really looked nuts.
Pipa Retrieval Plan A- Tori Climbing the Tree
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She didn't make it much further off the ground.
Word to the wise- don't try to climb a palm tree in a dress. |
Pipa Retrieval Plan B- Gail Shaking the branch
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| We actually did get a pipa down this way. |
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Here we are eating it. Did I forget to mention that we also brought
straws for each of us for this exact purpose? The machete came in handy again too. |
But then the branch she was shaking fell off- crushed hopes and spirits. I know we're greedy. But we did not despair long. Instead we kept brainstorming.
Pipa Retrieval Plan C- This is where the broom stick come in. Thanks to the fact that Gail had a handy dandy wrench with her, we were able to connect the broom stick we brought with us and the bamboo we picked earlier together to create a pipa-picking device.
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| Here it is close up. |
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And here Gail is using it. It was a genius plan and since
Gail is super tall she was able to reach the pipas with is,
but those stinkers held on for dear life. So we didn't get any more pipas. |
But on the way home we made up for that by stopping and getting 6 or 7 mangos off the side of the road.
So there you have it. Our many adventures preaching in Potrerillos. I will try to keep up with more frequent blog posts from now on. I may not be able to over the next couple weeks, since next week is our CO visit and the two weeks after that my dad and I go to pioneer school. (I'm so excited). But this incredibly long post should tide you over until then. Well miss you all! -Aribey
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