When Buck was here, he helped remove any offending insects. Now, I have to be the one to physically relocate them. You'd think I'd be more used to it by now, the near end of my trip, but moving this guy from my bedpost was still a bit unsettling:
Earlier yesterday, I got to join some of the groups at Lelo's tilapia farm and restaurant in Lower San Luis. The whole place was a beautiful example of what hard work and a firm commitment to the environment can produce. All the chairs and tables were hand crafted, but in a very simplistic style. The tilapia ponds were gravity fed from one to the next, and the landscape was beautiful and green.
Everyone was served whole tilapia, and I got the last one! It looks really ugly, but was CRAZY delicious!
If you had told 10-year-old me that I would be eating the fins right off a fish like they were garlic chips in 10 years, 10 year-old-me might have passed out. Luckily, 20-year-old Dana loved trying something new and exciting!
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