What a sight! The remaining eight
WWOOFers and Lady (the small headed / large bodied dog) all piled into the Toyota
today for a run into town. The mission was simple – buy some beverages for a
small fiesta to help see friends off to their next destination. In town,
the car full of gringos caught some glances, but even more so when we arrived
at the liquor store and unloaded three boxes of old beer bottles. Having sat
under the porch since we arrived in Cuidad Colón, it was a good idea to bring them back and not have to pay
the deposit on our new purchases. Naturally the girls were subject to some
whistling by men on the corner, but otherwise it was a pretty successful
mission.
Sitting shotgun on the ride home,
I had a box on my lap that once contained dusty old beer bottles and was stored
outside the house for several weeks. I looked down to see a three inch long
critter climbing up the side of the box and the internal voice said “COOL! I
wonder what kind of bug this is!?” thinking it might be the Harlequin bug I’ve
been anxious to see. But before I could finish that thought I realized the
crawling creature was none other than a scorpion. Dammit. In a moment of panic, I threw
the box straight out the window from our moving car… Of course, rather than hold onto the
box and go for a ride, my pincer- and stinger-equipped friend decided to let go
and fall somewhere in the car! Panic spread, screams shouted, Mike pulled over
and we search the car. The ride home was a bit more exciting
after that - especially since we never did find the scorpion…
