we dug a hole!

Last week Tom and I joined some friends to drill a well a few hours from our site, prividing water for a family way out in the jungle. It´s a muddy business, well drilling, and I like it.

On the bus on the way to Hardemann, where our friend Ben lives. His cousin Seth came down from Cincinnati to play, too. And Brian and Andy, two other volunteers who know what they´re doing, joined up with us, too. Fun times.

Our bus, stuck in the mud, on the way to Ben´s site

The fam we dug the well for, and the truck we rode in to get there. Eight of us, along with a whole lot of pipes and gear for drilling, hung onto the back for the two hour treck into the jungle.

Tom and Andy working at the well rig. It´s pretty sweet business getting all covered in mud, which you can´t wash off until you hit water and get the pump running -good motivation.

I never realized, until this week, that rubber chickens are based on the dead, plucked sort. Look at that thing. Straight out of a bag of gags. The kid in the family chased it around the yard and caught it with his bare hands. His mom broke its neck. His dad plucked it. We ate it for lunch. It was good.

And then a dog tried to eat Tom for lunch. Not all bad though -he had to go to the city to get rabies shots, so we got four free days at a hotel chilling out at the pool. Life is good, even when it´s not.

A big, big bird. Up up in the sky.

Bolivia is full of beautiful things.

p.s. the title reference, ´we dug a hole!´is from the movie ¨The Castle.¨ Highly recommend it.