Wow, we’ve hit volunteer Nirvana. We’ve entered a little garden of paradise where we can relax, eat, meditate and do yoga in luxurious comfort, and all we have to do is help out a few hours a day with people who are incredibly nice and welcoming. Kim’s having a blast teaching what she knows in the kitchen, and I’m doing English classes and helping teach some computer skills on Macs. Kim’s working more than me, but she’s loving the chance to play with new recipes after all our time away from having a kitchen. They even bought the new vegan cookbook she’s been dying to get our hands on since we left.
There’s gardens and hummingbirds everwhere. Outside our room is a 500 year old lucuma tree. Our bed is easily the nicest we’ve been in since we got here. There’s a library, multiple yoga rooms and solar heated baths. All in all it’s sweet. The staff takes care of us as if we were paying guests, and they’re friendly enough that they invited us to go play volleyball with them last night. I’m beginning to think a few more weeks here wouldn’t be so bad…