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Travel Blogs from Province of Guanacaste
... a few of the girls sang. After a short time I remembered I
had not packed yet and excused myself from the group. Packing didn’t take
nearly as long as it did the first time. I guess it is easier when you know
everything has to go. I needed to use the spare duffle bag I had brought to
accommodate souvenirs, but it all fit pretty easily. I am really looking
forward to being home. ...
... going to be attempting to use only natural pectin…we
needed to start with citrus fruits in order to provide the large amount of pith
necessary to boil down into pectin. In this case I thought it best to just add
the pith to each recipe and then to strain it out before canning. I have done
some big canning days before but with over a dozen recipes, almost none of
which I have actually made before; this was going to be a lot of work. At least
... 8220;doers” they are innovators and we see the same vision for
the future of agriculture. Oh well, I am happy to have connected with them at
all, it was very refreshing to be able to discuss ideas with them. Leslie asked
me to come to help with an English class a few days before I leave, she thought
it would be helpful for the students to hear a native English speaker. They are going to make some calls to connect
me with some more ...
... scrambled down the steep bank
and everyone kicked of their shoes and tossed cloths into a pile before diving
into the deep blue pool. I was amazed at the depth of the river! I had looked
down at the river from many places but it is murky and hard to estimate the
depth. We waded across a shallowest
stretch, still waist deep, and sat on a sand bank on the opposite side of the
river. The youngest boys were digging a ...
... not be this species but at least I know some of
them are! I have been spending more time in town. Originally I took my walks
(before breakfast, lunch, and dinner) to the outskirts of town to escape from
the constant noise (roosters, motorcycles, music, children, dogs) and bustle of
people. Now I walk into town, at least for lunch, I grab an empanada from the
corner bakery or a yogurt from a small shop. When sitting in the park someone
usually comes around to ...