Life here is flying by and I never seem to have time to write! We have had many little family adventures in the last few weeks, such as running in the rain and watching our huge beach ball float out into the ocean, which we eventually retrieved from the banana boat guy who had found it out at sea and taken it to his house.  That’s the beauty of living on a small island, everyone knows everyone. All we had to do was ask around and we found out who had our ball!

Rainy season is upon us, which means it rains a few times a day. Sometimes there is just a sprinkle and other times there is a downpour. As I am writing right now there is a downpour of rain falling from the sky! I love it. The only down side is that it makes the already humid island a lot more humid. Our clothes never seem to completely dry, there is always a slight dampness and a not so fresh smell to them.

The electricity on the island goes out every now and then, which means not only no lights, but also that we can’t cook. A couple weeks ago the power went out in the evening, right before I was about to make dinner. It usually comes back on within the hour, but this time it wasn’t coming on. So we decided to take the kids to JC Café to eat dinner. As we were eating it started to downpour and thunder. I have never heard rain like that before! The sound of the rain was magnified by the fact that the roof of the café is covered with tin or something like it. We thought we would just wait it out, but the rain kept roaring. Finally, we decided we needed to go as it was getting late. Since our vehicle is one of the school’s fifteen passenger vans, only I have permission to drive it. It took me a few minutes to get the guts to run out into that rain in the dark to get the van and bring it closer so the babies wouldn’t get soaking wet. The second I ran out of the door I was soaked and as I was running to the van my flip-flops flew off my feet, not just once, but three times! And the rivers that were forming on the road, rushing down the hill to the ocean, were desperately trying to take them away! When I finally made it to the van I could feel a burning sensation on the bottom of me feet. They had been scraped by the asphalt and crushed coral of the café’s parking lot! That’s how much I love my children, so much that I’ll get soaked in torrential, tropical rain and scrape my feet on coral so that they can stay dry.

And we had another wet adventure. Last Saturday we decided to walk to the only pizza place on the island, Monster Pizza, at the Dynasty Hotel. With the kids it’s about a 10-15 minute walk from our house. It’s a pleasant walk at sunset, not too hot. The sky was clear. After having our pizza we started walking home in the dark. Half way home it started raining. At first it was a drizzle, but it started coming down a bit stronger. I told Neemias that we better start running. We started jogging in the rain, I was pushing Madalyn in the stroller and Neemias had Gabriel on his shoulders. By the time we got home we were all soaked, except for Madalyn who had been kept dry by the stroller and a blanket. As soon as we ran up to the apartment the skies opened up and it started pouring! We had made it just in time.

There’s not much to do on the island, but the little things keep us entertained.