Just as we ladies were leaving Puyo with a truck full of things, the men called and asked if we could come collect them from wherever they were. We had to report that there honestly was no space for three men and their three bicycles among all the things we had purchased, our three selves, plus the one other passenger we had picked up while we'd been gone. Julia said that if they truly needed assistance, she would come back for them once she'd dropped off all people and purchases on the compound. They just needed to give her a call back.
Well, at a little after 1:00 the ladies and I returned to the compound in the midst of a huge rain storm. The wind blew furiously and the rain came down in buckets. If we weren't accustomed to the impromptu storms that take place here, we'd certainly be concerned. Yet, we unloaded Julia's car, checked in with all of our kids that had remained behind (for me it was only Selah), and began the job of unpacking and putting things away. I also began soaking fruits and veggies in the cleaning solution, and then I inquired about whether the men were back yet or had they called for assistance. Negative on both counts.
A full hour passed and no word but my boys showed up from their birthday party and so we discussed their time and the events of the morning. The rain had died down some so I knew they would be coming home any minute. Finally, the second hour passed and I considered inquiring with Julia about any updates but in the next moment I realized that I had not talked to my parents in a while and decided that I should not let any more days go by without a call.
It was while I was on the phone with my dad that I looked out the window and beheld the "Three Caballeros" straddling their bikes looking greatly spent but contented with their ride. Their purpose had been to 'get a little exercise' and I believe without a doubt that they'd done just that. We all laughed when we realized though that the promised "hour and a half ride" had actually produced a "four and a half hour outing". (Doug, thankfully, had gotten back just in time for his basketball game!)
We now know that Martin is really an adventurer at heart and simply underestimates the demand. So.....when we go to the mountains with him and a few other families for Thanksgiving a week and a half from now, and he suggests a short hike, we'll pack a lunch, plenty of water, and consider bringing a tent along. (Smile)
In life, it really is the journey and not just about the destination.
Thanks for reading.
Blessings, kim
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