It so close to Christmas here. They are playing Christmas songs on the radio you can recolonize. Of course it’s in Spanish. Jingle Bells sounds oddly different but good at the same time. It’s hot here. Pam is still working on a few sails to help us get by. Living hear is different. Working is the same. She came in the boat telling me to get the camera . We have a pet in the sail she was working on. The sail had been laying on the floor and there like she said was a new critter. A 5 inch spider. I guess it was a tarantula . Big, black and hairy. I just hoped it couldn’t jump. We made a short movie of it moving and I laid a hammer down so you could tell just how big it was as it came by me.
We don’t live in a gated marina. We live in a small very quit marina near what people said was a jungle not long ago. We have had a wild monkey here, lots of iguana and even parrots. We like going to mingle with the locals so we went to what they call, “Burning of the Devil” on the 7th of December.
We wanted to see what that was like. That is what gets the season going here. They build up a pinata to look like the devil. Red paper, horns, pointed tail. Put signs on it and write people’s names they don’t like on it. Then they packed it full of fire crackers. Just any thing they could find. They put a lot of news paper around it and as the crowd gathered, they took up a collection and bought more fire crackers. Now they wrapped the devil pinata in fire works and set the paper around it on fire. It takes nerve to stand anywhere near the devil pinata when it starts burning. Fire crackers blowing, fire crackers out of the pinata to go off outside the burning devil. Loud music playing and everybody cheering and laughing. I tried to make a video but is sounds like something crackling on film. It’s a, “you need to be there thing, Up close.” It’s a thrill. There is no way they could do this in the US. A lot of what the locals do is like a very big family doing something. There is no law there. No people in uniforms saying they are there to protect you. Families put up their dogs. Parents tell there kids how close they can get and when it’s over, people laugh and you will see people hugging their neighbors. This week we went to the Christmas Tree lighting and it was all put together by a local man here that when then officials of the town couldn’t get it done. He got help and donation and the community came together and put it together. It was good. They had hot coco for the kids and tamales. Some one had donated white bread and being down here where it corn tortillas. I liked the white bread. We were setting watching and remember we stand out in a crowd. They brought what they were serving to us. I took it that they were glade we were there. Remember most people on boats live in gated commuities here. No locals around unless they are there to work in the marina. And then there watched closely. We go to a lot of local events and the locals here know us. It’s Christmas and we are here and maybe I’m wrong but I feel like the locals here like us. Pam is a hugger and where ever we go here, someone is hugging her. If your wondering what Christmas is like in the Western Caribbean,it’s hot,its loud and if you let the local people in to your life I know you can feel the love of these people that have a lot less than we are used too. I hope where ever you are you don’t believe Christmas is just for kids. If that how it is. Come to the Caribbean and feel like a kid again. Remember you can get as close as you want to the fire works down here. To ever one that knows Pam, You know Pam is a kid again when she is shooting fire works where ever she is so Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone from Pam and I aboard the little schooner “Pamela Ann” in the Rio Dulce river here in Guatemala.










