things fall into place

It’s pretty amazing how one small move, decision, or plan, can turn into something much greater.

Everything changes; everything has an effect on the next.

For example, at the beach with Audrey, Viviana asks me to visit her house the next day. I go; she’s not there. I go on to Casilda’s, borrow a boat and canoe to Punta Allegre to buy some powdered milk and sugar. I should have been visiting Viv.
A yacht pulled in, asked me if I was Audrey, said “no, I’m Edi, I live over there (pointing across the bay). He says, “Well I brought some veggies to make a salad cause I know it’s hard for you to get fresh vegetables out here, would you like dinner?”

“Does James Brown get down?”

So I was supposed to be hanging out at Viv’s but due to a chain of fortunate events, I ended up drinking beers and eating salad on a yacht with Audrey and the ex-pat.

Example number two: randomly Corialla and Viv came over the other day to hang out at my house. In the 9 months I’ve lived in my house on the other side of town, these women have come over two times, maybe three, maybe.

During this lovely, and random visit, them told me they were going to Bahia Azul (the bigger town next door where our new EH volunteer Luis lives), because they heard some gossip that some gringo doctors were coming with meds. Oh really? Guess I’ll go too and check it out… was planning on doing a whole lot of hammock sitting tomorrow anyways.

So off I went at 7am the next day canoeing an hour down the bay.
Yep there they were, a team on Christian doctors from Colorado were doing some volunteer work by bringing heath care right into the town for a one day clinic. Amongst them was their coordinator, a Dominican man named Juan, who happened to work with aqueduct systems too.

I explained the water situation to him, about my town, and he replies with the Spanish version of “let’s go check it out.”

So into the motor boat we go, blasting over back to my town to see the spring where my town kinda gets there water from. After the site assessment he told me he’d send out a technico to measure how large of a pump we would need to install a solar panel powered pumped aqueduct.
Wow. That was easy.

No promises. And I’m not getting my hopes up. But say it was to happen and we got this thing built, it woulda all been because Viv and Corialla just happened to stop by the afternoon before.

And things begin to fall into place.