Coconuts, Crosses, and Falling houses
Earlier in the day, the other item in the title came into play, crosses. A Catholic tradition is do the Via de la Cruz or the way of the cross. Basically it is a procession from one point in town ending at the chapel. So I joined a small group of devotees to do it this year. Someone had placed 12 (I think) crosses made of palm leaf and mounted on a stick at intervals along the path. The procession starting a little past my house (for those who know where that is in town) and went up past the baseball field (which they had to stop the game for us) and to the church on the hill. It was really cool because at each cross there is a reading from the Scripture about the time of the crucifixion with prayers including the Lord’s Prayer which I have mas o menos memorized in Spanish. Then they take the cross from the station with them as they move on singing songs as they go. It was quite impressive really. A quiet, holy time to consider the events of this special day in very much a way that it might have been in Christ’s time… on a hot, dusty road with the sun pounding down on a group of people slowly making their way up top of a hill together. I was honored to be able to participate. The little children are given the crosses of previous stations to carry in front of the group which is hysterical as you can imagine as they start speed walking with the crosses ahead of the lingering group behind them. And later fighting like Luke Skywalker with their newly-found light savers in hand! No worries, kids are the same everywhere.
Finally, the most riveting part of the weekend came on Sunday. Darinel, my boyfriend, came into town and noticed that he hit his head on the wood supports at the doorway when he arrived. Then he started looking and low and behold, my house was falling down!! Slowly but surely, the front part of my palm roof was creeping down and probably would have taken the rest of my little casita with it!! You could note from the outside that it was a less dramatic version of the tower in Pisa (andy and aubrie should know what I mean from their recent trip!) Me, having hit my head how many times on the wood, had not even paid enough attention to think anything was wrong. Yikes! Luckily he came around when he did. If the rains had started earlier, I would have been in BIG trouble as to fix it would have been so much harder with wet weighed down palm. So on Sunday, Dari had talked to some of the guys in town and had a group of 10 or more inside and outside my house pushing and pulling my roof back into place. It was really quite a site! Everyone in town had to have stopped by to take a look at the action in town I swear! They had quite a complicated system of levers and pulleys and knots in order to pull the job off. I have some pictures that I will get up eventually. It honestly looked a lot like putting up the Big Top at Barnum & Bailey’s circus! But they did it. Climbing around like monkeys, the roof is up above me once again like new. It really was a fun time to have them all here and see them go to work on it. Of course, like always, they had to have their chicha fuerte for gasoline to work and took advantage of the job they had just completed to stick around and drink and tell stories outside the house (should it tell me something that they preferred to be outside the house, even AFTER the job was supposedly done!). All in all, it took probably only an hour or so, that is after they figured out how to get the ladder into the house because it wouldn’t fit in the door at first. Something out of the 3 stooges at times I thought. Hope you enjoy the fun tales.
Happy Easter to all! Hope that everyone enjoyed good time with family and friends reflecting on this incredible time of the year that we get to remember with what humility and grace our Lord came to us and said, take me instead and followed through to the letter!