Off We Go...

Allow me to introduce the fifth member of our team (I am not sure who the fourth one is)...Minidor.  This huffing puffing chugging machine makes all our work possible, and even makes work for us, too. We cruise around town at an astonishing maximum speed of roughly around 31.06856 miles/hour.  If there ever was a threesome that needed a complete make over it is the three-wheeled vehicle we call our transportation.  Actually, it has been a good little bucket of rattling nuts and bolts (guess who are the nuts).  To date, it has given us only slight discomfort, and that is usually in the lower back. It somehow manages to take us everywhere, from  one side of FFC to the other side, to church, to the airport, to picking up hay and coconut fibers, to places that I wish it could not take us. For example, a local dairy farm where we retrieved cow dung. Happily, know one has gotten hurt on our trips.

However, one of its most important duties if that of conveying us safely to the organic shop were we purchase the necessities of sustaining life, red rice, dates, millet, Braggs Soy Sauce, etc.  Neither is the outcome always pleasant.  It is not easy to be crammed into a tiny cab with three shrinking bodies and bundles of goodness on your lap, but it is easy to eat to much in such a situation.
The moral of the story is of course eat while the eating is good.
and the secondary moral is if at first you do not succ(eat), try try again.  Now you know why I stray to far from the kitchen floor (they do not use tables, just the floor).
And this is David your Post Host. I still need to learn to be a hospitable host, because you just never know when I will post again.