Dear friends, [en espanol mas abajo] On March 23rd will be our Sunday Potluck + Talent Show #29, at 12:30 pm. You are all invited! If this is your first time reading our newsletters please check the beginning, in title: How to participate. if you are a frequent potlucker you might like to jump to the next part: Last Sunday report and project updates. - HOW TO PARTICIPATE: bring some healthy, organic food + one beverage to share (all dishes made by hand, with love. Dont forget to bring a plate, silverwear and a glass for yourself + one for a friend (we have a sink to wash everything youll bring from home, no need to buy paper plates :) ) or bring your talent and perform a song or a few minutes theater piece or anything you like to present, and youll be fed the best food in return . + also you can bring things to sell: art, craft, eco-friendly products. If you sell something you can direct a small % to the donations box for the project to grow, its a risk free deal. Please spread the word, forward this message to your artists friends, chefs, nature lovers, green thumbs, family men/women, good energy makers etc. If anyone likes to be added to our community market mailing list and receive weekly info by E-mail please write to info.manuyoga@gmail just saying so. Directions: Cocles, taking Manu Yogas entryway from Puerto Viejo-Manzanillo road continue 200 mt. straight till youll see a big bamboo rancho on your left. - LAST SUNDAY REPORT AND PROJECT UPDATES: Some nice pejivalles&basil, lentils rice, hummus with tortillas and papaya salad made a colorful and tasty lunch lust Sunday a last couraugeous actor signed up for an audition this week and casting was completed, we are now prepared for a new fase: making a storyboard. Should any of you have nice drawing skills or have experience in this sense please let us know, we need you! Remember the quijongo (ethnic bass) project? After being nailed the size of an instrument for giants it now magically got to the right dimensions, it was obviously the work of a wizard, we are very lucky people, living in a fairy jungle... at the bottom of this newsletter youll find two more tales from our January contest to read, enjoy it :) looking forward to seeing you all, Marco and Cristiana 8326 7048 ----- Queridos amigos, El dia 23 de Marzo va a ser nuestro Domingo de Potluck + Talent Show #29, a las 12:30 pm. Todos estan invitadissimos! Si es tu primera vez leyendo nuestro boletin favor vea la primera parte: Cómo participar . si eres un potlucker frecuente talvez prefieras brincar a la siguiente parte: Reporte sobre el ultimo potluck y actualizaciones del proyecto. - CÓMO PARTICIPAR : traiga un plato de comida saludable, orgánica + una bebida para compartir, todo echo con amor (no se olvide de traer su plato, cubiertos y vaso + otros mas para un amigo, tenemos pila para lavar todo lo que traigas de la casa, puedes evitar platos desechables :) ) o bien puedes traer tu talento: un par de canciones o una pieza teatral corta o lo que quieras presentar y recibiras comida riquisima a cambio. + tambien puedes traer cosas para vender: arte, productos artesanales, productos ecológicos y mas... si vendes algo puedes dirigir un pequeño % hacia la caja de las donaciones para el proyecto, es un trato libre de riesgo. Por favor pase palabra, reenvíe este mensaje a sus amigos artistas, cocineros, hombres / mujeres de la familia, amantes de la naturaleza, pulgares verdes, colecionistas de amigos etc. Si alguien quisiera ser agregado a nuestra lista de correo y recibir estos mensajes directamente en su E-mail por favor escriba a info.manuyoga@gmail y simplemente pida. Direccion: En Cocles, de la carretera Puerto Viejo-Manzanillo tomar la entrada de Manu Yoga y continuar 200 mt. recto hasta encontrar un gran rancho de bambú a su izquierda. - REPORTE SOBRE EL ULTIMO POTLUCK Y ACTUALIZACIONES DEL PROYECTO : un ricco plato de pejivalles con albahaca, arroz y lentejas, hummus con tortillas y ensalada de papaya hicieron un colorido y sabroso almuerzo el Domingo pasado un actor valiente se inscribió a la ultima audición y asi completamos el casting, ahora estamos preparandonos para una nueva fase: realizar el storyboard. Si alguien tuviera buenas habilidades de dibujo o experiencia en este sentido por favor háganos saber, los necesitamos! Recuerdan el proyecto de construccion del quijongo (bajo étnico)? Después haber realizado un instrumento tamaño gigantes ahora mágicamente el objeto llegó a su justa dimensión, fue obviamente el trabajo de un brujo de paso, somos personas muy afortunadas viviendo aqui, en una jungla de hadas y seres magicos. Hay 2 cuentos más de nuestro concurso literario de Enero publicados al final de esta carta, que disfruten :) hasta pronto! Marco y Cristiana 8326 7048 _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ Letters Home - Tuesday, April 14, 2009 (Carol M.) It rained and rained from November through part of March. Some of the rains flooded homes, washed out bridges and toppled huge trees. When the sun came out, it came with a vengeance. There were records set for the heat. After three weeks of no rain, all of the ditches were dry. Cocles (a town 2 kilometers away Between Pta Uva and Puerto Viejo) started rationing water. Of course the well here at the “cabinas” ran dry. This week is Semana Santa…Easter week, the biggest tourist time for this area. Every rental unit is rented. All this week there have been problems. Sometimes Jefe turned off the pump at night so that it wouldn’t burn out. Sometimes he moved hoses around connecting to different water storage vats. Many times, the water was not there or came out with mud. And just like last year, the heating element in my shower broke. And just like last year Jefe had no spare of this one dollar metal coil and the hardware store was closed from Thursday through Monday (yesterday). I hope to have hot water again today! Sometime. I had a bad stomach upset Easter Sunday night. I felt like I had been poisoned. I woke up at least five times in the night with cramps, severe diarrhea, retching, sweats and chills. I have been avoiding the water with good results up until now. On the other hand, it could have been something I ate; pork chops (cerdo), chili or chicha. I suspect the pork chops, \ but I am afraid to drink more of the chicha. Chicha is a fermented beverage, made in the home from corn mash and fruit…Guava in this case. It tastes sort of like grapefruit juice mixed with champagne and has a surprising kick to it. What are the odds that a homemade fermented beverage made in the jungle has a bicho (bug) in it? Speaking of bichos, yesterday I looked up the Spanish words for flea, mosquito, chigger, gnat and fly… (Pulga, zancudo, nigula, jejen and mosca.) Something more happened to Bonnie. She was getting around pretty good with the others with one more or less healthy leg and the other one now reaching the ground so she walked with a limp instead of a one legged hop. Then last week she stopped coming out of the coop and her one good leg got swollen. I decided against that little house in the wetlands forest. My vision for the finishing of that cabina was way over budget for what had been planned and it became obvious that if I wanted modern standards, I would have to get intimately involved in the construction and the costs would go up, up and away. On the other hand, I am much more tolerant of the long time it takes to fix the hot water here. A tea kettle of hot water will mix with two pails full of tap water for enough warm water to shower and shampoo! I am not so tolerant of the lack of control over my own water here and am going to look into getting a plastic water storage tank. _____________________________________________________________ A Puerto Viejo Love Story (Emilie W.) I was on the trip of a lifetime, travelling from Mexico down to Venezuela, single English girl on a soulful mission in search of all that is to be found. After spending months in Nicaragua, I arrived in Costa Rica with only 2 months to get myself to Venezuela for my flight home, so I planned to stay in Costa Rica for only 5 days, 1 night in San Jose, 2 in Monteverde cloud forest and then the weekend in Puerto Viejo, and then head down to Panama City to get the boat on to Colombia. I met some travellers in Monteverde and we headed to Puerto Viejo together. That night we went to Johnnys place and danced and danced and danced. I had no lighter to light my joint and I asked the Costa Rican boy who was stood next to me, in my broken Spanish, if he had a lighter. He did. we shared the joint under a tree on the beach and then we went our separate ways, him with his friends, me with mine. I saw him in town on his bike the next day, we said hola in passing. The next day, my friends and I were packing our bags to head on to Panama city to get down to South America. We went to the shop to buy some water and snacks for the journey and this guy handed us a flyer about a beach cleanup that they were planning the following day in Puerto Viejo. It had upset me how much plastic and rubbish I had come across on the beaches on my trip through Central America, so I decided it was important for me to get involved. My friends carried on and went to Panama, I stayed to clean the beach. And we cleaned it well! It was a great day. I then went to withdraw some money in preparation for the trip to Panama the next day to catch up with my friends, only to find I had no money and it would take 5 working days to transfer money across. So here I was, in Puerto Viejo with no money and without being able to carry on my journey to Panama to meet my friends. And thats when the magic really started. I met amazing people who fed me, I was given a free Thai massage, taught new songs to play on my guitar , taken out for drinks in the night and enjoyed brilliant conversations with people from all over the world, and then I saw the boy again that I had met in Johnnys Place. He asked me out on a date, a breakfast date. I met him and we ate gallo pinto con huevo. We spent the next weeks together and I never got down to South America. 5 years on, we are now married and live in Puerto Viejo town. I look back at those first weeks and thank the universe every day for making it impossible for me to leave Puerto Viejo until I had discovered what I was meant to discover. Who would have thought I would have fallen in love and married the boy I met at Johnny s Place that night?
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 13:51:18 +0000
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