Catching up

Friday came and went and left no marks.  Some days do that but shouldn't.  Each day is precious, and should be lived to  its fullest.  These last few days have made that impact on me.  Just a few days ago a friend of a friend ...Katy, friend of Kelly, died after a long bout with cancer.  Young woman ful of hope and love, every day was precious cause she had so few.  Then yesterday, my s ls grandad, 101 years old, died of whatever relieves a 101 yo man , of life.  Each day was precious for him as well, although he had many days, they are numbered.  Both were well loved, and are far better off than any of us.  I think that it kinda why I let Friday come and go.  I was in a funk and didn't want to spend that day.  thanksgiving took a bit of a tool on me, then the day after Thanksgiving was the 5th anniversary of Daddy's death, so I think I kinda just wanted to get those days over with.  Well now they are over and I'm movin on.  Friday it rained until about 4pm and by then I was into bed and a movie.  Had already had a nap and lunch so just did nothing.  

Sat starts a new trip.  Left for Ubud which is inland and very ice.  Yes the markets are here but very few people bother you and when you say no they understand and leave you alone.  People are friendly but not pestering.  When I left the hotel I took a taksi to the bus station.  It's about a 1 hour drive I to the heart of Bali.  Hotel told me it would be about 30 min walk or $3 taksi.  With my bags I took the taksi.  After the meter hit $6 the driver asked me if I knew where the station was.  I did not so he made a couple of phone calls.  He could tell I was furious and I told him I was. Not paying for him to make phone calls and drive around lost.  Then he got out 2more times to ask for directions.  Finally when we arrived I got out He did. Not even get out of the car.  I went to his window and told him I was giving him $5 and 2 tips.  Don't leave a location. Until he knows where he is going and Never ask a woman alone. Where her husband is.  They have a tendency here to ask.  Are you alone and where is your husband.  In the first place it is one of their business, and I usually tell them that. And in most cases if your husband is not with you, you don't want to discuss it with a stranger.  Their main questions are, where you from Mom.  Where are you staying, how long are you staying, 1st time in Bali.  Who are you traveling with.  Where are they.  I consider most too personal to tell a stranger, but I hate being rude so I usually lie?  

On the bus to Ubud I met a Texan.  From Austin.  24 year old teacher of English that has been away for 18 months.  She is going home Dec 18th.  She has been in France and Thailand and now traveling a bit before going home.  We had a great time talking about, home, family, traveling, lessons learned, it was great for both of us.  Time flew and we were here before we were though getting acquainted.  We shared contact info and will keep in touch, I'm sure.  Such an amazing, sweet, sharing spirit, I wish her the best.  Gonna connect her to GlendaP for some non profit info.  

Took a taksi to my hotel.  It is down a long walkway as most hotels are here. Those shops get all the street  frontage, so homes, hotels, etc get signage and a long walkway.  Anyway it is lovely back here.  I'm on the third floor and fill like I am in a treehouse.  There are trees about 5-6 stories tall and very jungle like.  I'm just a block or 2 from the monkey Forrest, and you can certainly hear them from here.

There are so many roosters here that I put my earplugs in at 4:30 this morning.  Nice and cool up here, but I still had the windows closed, but it didn't help.  The earplugs did.  But I can't go back to sleep this morning.  I'm too excited.  I have booked a river rafting adventure for today.  They pick me up and we travel to the river, raft and have lunch and return.  I have never done anything like this before and really excited.  I have walked ist of the town and no room in my suitcase for shopping, so this sounded good.  

Tomorrow I leave Bali.  Hoping to go through Singapore for a day and night then on to Manilla and the Philippines.  I thought that would be the best way to finish off an amazing adventure.  I ave tried volunteering with the baptist global response group on line but I guess they are too busy responding TP accept volunteers, Marsha is checking to see if any of her connections could use a hand.  In most cases you have to be certified to volunteer.  No wonder it takes so long to get help to these victims.  I have prayed about it for several weeks, right Wei?  Wei is a friend from the seminary in Panang that we have ben praying for each other to hear God.  She is the first person i shared with that i was interested in going there to try to help.  And my SS class has been praying for me, and many of you have been praying for me, and  I believe I have heard from God and am going. I will be staying in Manilla till I find out what my options are.  I'm sure there is something I can do to help others, cause its time to pay back a little for all I've received.  I would love to get  there and find all their needs are et, but the news seems to think the recovery will take years.  Pray with me that God will lead me where he wants me to be and I will follow.

Downtown Ubud 

Today's planned adventure

Confession!

Ok so I'm ready to admit it.  3 months would have been perfect.  I'm bored.  I never though I would get my fill of beaches.  Maybe it's the rain, but I'm ready to move on.  Problem is, where do you go.  I'm afraid Asia is gonna be pretty much the same and what's to see doesn't interest me much.    Now I wish I would have spent a little more time in Nepal, Greece, turkey.  I really love the historic stuff.  Everything I look at has a pop of millions and doesn't sound that good.  I guess I'm just done.  But of course I'll keep lookin!

Now this was interesting.  These are seaweed farmers.  The farm is underwater at high tide and they work it at low tide

Wasn't so bad!

Really had a fun day when I finally quit feeling sorry for myself and got my cry over and hit the beaches.   One of the sunniest days I've seen in weeks.  Was ready for rain but mis afternoon, so I could get out of the sun, but it didn't come, so I headed back to the beach for a great sunset.  One of the fun things about a sunset. Here is that everyone loves it and comes to the beach camera in hand.  There are performers posing for pics.  It's really fun to watch people capture  the sunset.  Thousands are on the beach capturing the moment.  I have not gotten good at selfies yet.  I never know where to look and fell so self conscious.  That is wired cause I was just thinking this morning how Devine it has been to just take care of myself with. No impact on others while I've been gone.  I just do what comes next without having to worry about impact on who I'm with, cause I don't really know them.  If my feet are covered with an inch of sand from the beach when I go into KFC, no one cares how I look.  If my sarong doesn't match my swimsuit, no one that matters, cares.  It really is liberating not worrying about what others think.  When I look around at locals I envy their lack of style and lack of concern.

When nature is so beautiful, you really can't compete.

Back to yesterday.  I rented an umbrella and chair at the beach, and really enjoyed the experience.  I wanted to just watch the world go by, but it was more challenging that I executed to get peace and quite.  First they wanted to give me an umbrella that already had 4 men sitting under it, just getting out of the sun.  Then I finally got my point across that I did not want to share, I wanted to be alone.  It was very hot and I think they were just other vendors getting in out of the sun.  Finally got my own umbrella and got situated sat down and then every vendor who saw that I had rented a  shade thought I would buy what they were selling too.  After swatting away several, I tried something new.  I did not want to talk about it so when they said something, I went finger over mouth and shhhhh.  The first one asked, what's wrong?  I said shhhh.  He asked do you have a baby?   Shhhh,  he walked away.  I ad me a little Katut man sitting beside me.  He and I just laughed.  I did that several times and it worked.  I'll try that on the streets.  Universal word. Shhhhh.

  Now back to my Kutut.  That was the wise man on Eat, Pray, Love.  Well my little man was not wise, but something about him was non offensive.  He was small and had only about 8 teeth.  He was quite and sat beside and behind me, not in my face.  When I was running others off, he seemed to be on MY side and wanted them to just leave us alone.  His job was renting Booggy Boards, and he was a bit lazy and not good at renting things.  He asked me if I wanted to rent a Booggy Board, and I laughed hysterically at the thought.  He had no business but then he just sat there under my umbrella and offered Booggy Boards to 66 year old women.  He taught me a new word.  Instead of shhh.  You can say Theda.  That means no thanks.  I had a hard time with it and ot really strange looks from people when they tried to sell me stuff and I proudly announced Ta Da.  Yes I amuse myself sometimes.  I am really fun to Be.  

BUT...before I left Kutuk and my umbrella, I was hot and decided a Booggy Board was a god idea.  I rented his board and had a great time in the surf.  It was so much more fun than it was 50 years ago when I last worked the waves with a BB.  

Had my KFC and rice for lunch around the pool here at the hotel.  All in all a good day, but not what Thanksgiving day is all about.  It is about family and friends, the true things of value.

Everybody getting pics of the sunset of the week

Dinner but not my dinner.  On display in front of a restaurant.

My dining room for KFC

My Kutut and his Booggy Boards under my umbrella

How can I be so thankful but so sad?

I knew it would be tough and I guess I'm just yielding to it for awhile then I'll be up up and away.  Some time I guess we all wallow in whatever.  I got sad news from home all week and thinking of great friends going through tough times, and missing family and friends as I think of all the excitement of the upcoming Holydays.  Thinking of KB about to loose a great friend from this life.  Of JG having her first Holydays without her wonderful Husband. HC and family stArting a battle with the big C, and my dear family in Lubbock heading into the Holydays without sweet JC.  makes me feel guilty to be so Happy, when I know of such sadness.  But then there is ANH so excited about her 1st home, P&D starting their new life together after their marriage and AC planning her Jan wedding.  My new friends in Nepal working to have their new church ready for worship for Christmas.  Yes, life s good.  God just keeps his blessing coming.  Thank you Lord.

Here I sit watching Justice League : the New Frontier on Cinamax, planning my Thanksgiving lunch at KFC.  Sounds good to me.  I really do want Turkey and dressing cranberry sauce and green beans and rolls for Christmas dinner with my loved ones.  That includes you.  I'll be at Christy & Bryan's.    come on over.

Hope everyone is well and safe for a wonderful time with family and friends for Thanksgiving.  Now I'm out of here and it's a Blessed day in Bali for me.

The Muslim girls at the beach

Bali Boys getting ready for the race

Now that's a bowl of soup and a glass of tea

Me and Kutak heading for the boat

Where have I been.

I couldn't believe it when I started to blog tonight and am several days behind.  I guess I was just in heaven, no worries and fb'd instead of blogging.  Lets run ack to yesterday..  It was sad to leave Paradise.  I face timed Michelle and Major in the morning.  Just had to share with someone.  Unfortunately I can never ear them so they just listen and smile.  Write notes and smile, give and signals and smile.  I showed then around Paradise and they smiled.  I ad to repack and be ready to leave at 12:30.  I had a brief walk on the beach after breakfast, and then got my SS on and packed.  I knew there was a little place where I catch the boat that I saw people snorkling when I arrived so if I ad free time I would spend it the.  They came to. Get me and my bags, and this time, no truck.  Just a motorbike.we got my luggage squeezed in then I got on and away we went.  I yelled goodbye to everyone we passed.  I felt like I was leaving friends.  They were a gentle kind people.

We road to the ridge then across the bridge on the bike. By now I ave learned not to look at the road, just hold onto that skinny little dude driving and enjoy the ride.  I ad time to walk around awhile till the next. Bike came.  Yes all the way, about 45 min total with my luggage and me and a driver on a motor bike.  You know what.  Now I want one of my own.  But I gotta keep this walking up, it's great.  But I could go to church on one.  It's too far to walk.  I think.    AnywAy, at the bridge while I was waiting, I saw women in Bali working.  It was frustrating but I was proud of them and embarrassed for them at the same time.  There are sad little boats that travel somewhere in Bali a suspect to load up with supplies.  When they come ack to Lonbengon Island, the women wade out into the water, with Rags wrapped around their heads, and the boatmen, load 2 huge bags of rice at a time onto their heads.  They walk them out into a truck and go back for more.  I was almost embarrassed to watch, but at the same time proud that they were allowed to work and that they were willing to work.  I don't know too any women that would humiliate themselves as beasts of burden, but I hope we all would if the necessity arose.  Back at the. Beach where the boat would pick me up, was a beautiful stretch of beach, but lst of boats.and people.  I dug out my snorkel and ask and headed I .  The man who drove me over, watched my stuff as I made this snorkel thing happen.  Talked, as it were, to a couple of Rusians who speak no Englsh, but with smiles and hand signs they were very excited about what they had seen.  The waves were to high at Secrete Point to snorkel, so this was to be my first snorkeling since GBR, so I can't express how disappointed I was at seeing a few fish swimming around in seaweed.  But it made the Russians happy.  I still may take an organized tour here before I leave.  Sounds like there are some good places.   Terrible showers on the Orion and its still 30 min till my boat so I went for a snack.  Ordered banana smoothie, garlic bread and spring rolls.  Started dri king my smoothies when a young man came and asked if I was on CB fast oat.  Yes I was, well seems e was not coming so I was to go with another boat and it was ready to go.  I looed up and it was loaded and someone was walking aboard carrying all my stuff.  So I gulped down my smoothie, they packed up my lunch , I paid and away we ran.  I ate my spring rolls and garlic toast at sea.  After lunch I looked around the sat boat and again found 17 men and me.  Where are all the woen.  Ok maybe this is it.  Taking the Huts as an example of what I ave observed a lot of.  One person picked e up, one person carried my ags, one person cleaned my room, another took my for orders, another brought it to my table, people elsewhere prepared it, someone else brought my bill ( only after I requested it, all around the world, they don't mention it till you ask.  I've often wondered what they do if you don't bring it up.)but you get my point.  There are probably 30-40 men running this hotel with 8 rooms, a ar/ restaurant and pool.  I think they maybe get creative to have enough work for the men, and there just anything not getting done, so women stay home.  If that is the case the in ok with it.  I guess if you are a woman without a man, you carry rice on your head.

So I got to my hotel.  I'll be here for 4 days.  Great deal, really nice, 1 block from the beach.  2 pools, very tropical, good bath and shower, big TV.  I thought I better be nice to me cause Thanksgiving could be pretty tough. ( Can't find Turkey in Bali, so I'm trying to figure do I try for Chicken.  There s a KFC close by.  Or I could just have a nice Ap Balinese Dinner, or I could o all out and eat Pizza.  This time tomorrow I'll know what I did.  Today, I wished Happy Thanksgiving to lots of folks on the street.  Most were aware of what it is and happily wished it to me as well.  I found a nice large Balinese Department store today close by.  I looked around and would almost pay the higher prices not to have to say No to so many people when you walk down the street.  With rain most of the day, they were desparate for business and I found myself almost running to get away from the stalls on my way to the beach.  ). Back to yesterday.  Hotel is great, and looked like we may see a sunset so I walked to the beach by a long block of shops, and found lots go people looking for a sunset photo.  It was better than nothing but not much.  Great waves.  Beginners surfing.  Close enough to hotel to feel ok coming home After dark.  But not ver dark.  After gobbling down my lunch, I hated to skip dinner, but not hungry so I passed a mini mart and picked up some great soup.  It's like thoses Ramen. Oodles but with about 5 packets of add ons.  I think it cost 35 cents and was great.  Have a coffe pot so just boiled water and wallah.  Just what I needed

Now today at the beach.  That was funny today.  Rain for 12 hours so I thought it would be deserted.  The sun never came out, the rain just stopped.  I got down there and there were more people than on any other day.  Way crazy.  Ocean very calm but people on the surfboard waiting in. Case it came out like me wearing my SS in case I had time to snorkel yesterday.  Anyway, there were about a hundred Moslem, I guess, women standing at the waters edge with their head wraps on.  Thet is how the schoolgirls were I other countries, so young women I assume.  They were squealing at the water as in moved toward them,  native young en having, funny foot races in the sand.  They were earth hunks and the race started with them laying on their Timmy's face down in the sand.  When the signal sounded, they get up turn around and run like heck to the finish line.  Very sandy, it was hilarious.  Just ls of fun being had by all at the wet, cloudy beach.  Back home, went swimming then shower and look at my next pan.  

In the past 2 days I have received 2 warnings from the state dept about uprisings in Thailand.  I am so content with the world at this point, that I think anything s going to be a letdown.  I'm considering, Bangkok, Singapore, manilla, or none of the above and stay here, around Indonesia.  Gonna spend some time researching tonight.

The alters and shops on my walk to the beachI

Yes that is a Hugh snake around his neck.  When I backed up to take his pic, he thought I wanted to wear it.  nO WAY

Sunset last night with suffers

The many others on the beach last night

     

Such peace and tranquility

I really liked the other cottages and the sweet ladies who ran it, and it did have some advantages over this one.  First of the Hammock. Oh God knew I would be worthless with 4 days of that, but I know there will be hammocks in Heaven.  I bet Mike is in one now.  I have one at home and it goes up as soon as I get home.  Also the view was a broader view of the ocean so was very good.  cons outweighs. The pros. No AC no hot water, no free breakfast, and no wifi.

Here, the bathroom is attached, but you come up stairs to the room, the out a back door to another flight of stairs back down to the bath.  There is hot water, but it was an afterthought.  One faucet on the wall for water, then a hand held spray nozzle for hot water, then a 3rd faucet that just comes out like a tub faucet.  It just seems strange that these places that are surrounded by water, have such a hard time using it.  You don't get a glass of water at any restaurants.  It is all bottled and you have to ask for it and the price is same as coke.  One day they had local beer and it was the same as water.  But this place is by far the most perfect location to relax, that I have ever seen, or even imagined.  I. Have a new happy place to go to in my mind when I want to relax.  Some one said this is where the Balinese go to get away from it all.  Very polite staff, on top of their game.  Only 8 huts, so not many people around, but everyone seems to realize what a special treat it is to have found this place.  I eat my meals under a YumYum tree overlooking a beautiful beach with 2-14surfers, far enough away that you hear nothing.  It's a relaxing as watching a lava lamp.  Today I left this property for the first time since arriving.  I had met a Californian next door to Jenny's Place who has the Palms hotel and restaurant, and he has Mexican food.  I told him I would come back and see what Califs knew about Mexican food?  It was a great lunch, incredible view from a Huge round chaise by his infinity pool overlooking the sea.  All just too amazing to hardly comprehend.  Then when all is perfection, I thought, I look up and see a herd of about, 50-80 beautiful shiny, black dolphins playing in front of me.  I really have no idea how many but I bet no less than 50.  They stayed for over 2 hours, then I had to leave , this sun is really unfriendly.  But whilst, there, a nice couple from Canada dropped by for drinks.  They too a swim.  That's how you do it here.  You wear your swim my all the time and where there is water you hop in and cool off.  We visited for awhile, watched the Dolphins, talked about my travels, and some of my observations and my new cause.  god created us all, and we all have brains and need to use them for the good of humankind.  Male brains are no more important than female brains and if we want to, we should be allowed too.  No one should be able to take away what God gave us.   Well when it was time to for them to run along, he asked if he could take a pic of his wife and I together.  I saw no point, she was adorable and petite and I am me.  Afterward, she came over to me and said he told her that he hoped as she grew older, she would be just like me.  I don't think I have ever been so flattered, and also , so encouraged that my message was worth sharing.  God is so good to send people into our lives to confirm and reassure.

This is the rainy season here and if its not raining its cloudy.  Only a few hours of really nice sunshine a day.  Have not seen any sunsets in Bali, though I keep waiting.  Last night it rained in the night and into the morning, the pretty nice all day, but mostly cloudy.  Now it is raining again since about 8pm till 11. This time with thunder.  This truly a grass hit, you can see the sun come in in places.  I have all windows and doors open.  But so far nothing wet.  My balcony here is right I front at eye level so blocks the view, and the balcony is pretty small and chairs not that comfy, like at Jenny's Place, so I just spend all my time at the pool, about 20 feet from my steps.  The steps are more like climbing a ladder Ryan stairs.  Both sets.  I hod on with both hands, but still those midnight and 4am potty runs are the pits.  There is a light outside at the top and bottom of the stairs, but, I'm not always dressed when I go from the bedroom to the bath...the top of the bath is non existent, so for about 2 steps on the ladder, I am sometimes showing my you know what.   But I do love my hut and my outdoor shower.  I want an outdoor shower at the farm.  It would be great on my R & B days.  

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The hut next door.  The window they could see me through

The Blue Lagoon right behind our village

Just next door to that lagoon is this lagoon with jumping from the point on the right of photo.    We are on a point, and the are on it too.g 

My bath from my back door.  Toilet is under the stairs.  You see the railing.  The squares are tiles, but the light colored rocks, are light colored rocks.  Drains right through the rocks.  All open overhead.

 

After the storm

That was an amazing adventure.  It was cloudy all day and around sunset I could see showers around, and even after dark could see rain over on Bali, as I watched airplanes land since our electricity was out.  The airport was helpful in realizing just where I am.  But anyway the wind kept picking up so I finally went inside.  I closed the sliding doors, cause the wind was so loud I just felt a little less vulnerable.  Anyone could come up and never be heard, so I secured myself for the night.  The wind got so strong that it was blowing my curtains all over the room, then came the rain so I had to close them.  Still no electricity, I'm the nearest hut to the ocean, but the wind is coming from the sea, I'm really not afraid, but thoughts of cyclones, typhoon and sunamis, and all the other things I know nothing about, kept creating themselves, in the darkness of my mind.  Prayer and playing spider kept me sane until I finally got to hot and opened the windows.  Only then did I realize that the horrible sounds of torrents of pounding rain, was really just the surging waves pounding on the rocky shoreline outside my window.  The wind was blowing pretty hard, and the noise was real, but not at all threatening.  I rember when Jimmy and Michael were early teens, the used to quote part of a commercial that was about the United Negro College Fund and it was always on TV.  The commercial ended with "the mind is a terrible thing to waste".  They shortened it ti "the mind is a terrible thing!  That was my reality...my mind was a terrible thing last night.

I love love love my hut.  I took the speed boat ferry over to lo began island which is beautiful and the way most of us see Bali.  Then hopped in the back of a small pick up truck to ride across that island.  Several nice eating establishments, you could hardly call them restaurants.  Small accommodation establishments.  Some hawkers hawking their wares, but not in a bad way like in Katu.  All much more balinesian.    Took me to a footbridge to the Cencingan island and tried to tell me to take my now3 bags across the bridge.  I did not budge as I tried to tell him the agreement was my old door to my new door and he was taking me.  He was the first heartless Balinesian I had met, but not customer suave.  He went across and sure enough my hotel ad sent someone to fetch me across the bridge and bring me own in a pickup truck.  So he got my 2 big bags and I got my little bag and away we go.  Now ya gotta go back to the conditions of roads in Nepal to understand these. Roads.  Or better yet, think of the road to the Brazos 50 years ago, or the road to Calvin's fishing/ hunting lodge 20 years ago, then throug in some hills and lots of volcanic rock crumbles, and a few small patches of asphalt and you got this road.  At least he had me sit inside on the padded seat.  I think I actually yelled wheeeee a few times, like the grand kids do when honey takes a dip a little too fast.  Anyway we made it and I was seriously concerned about the quality of accommodations I would find at the end of this road.  Oh, I forgot to mention, the hotel/huts I had selected online sent Dannie, their person to pick me up also to tell me they overbooked and I would be staying at Jenny's.  from the rear, it was atrocious, if that is really a word, but you enter the side door of a Hugh marble room that fully opens onto the water.  The cottages make a semi circle to the sea, with a. Infinity pool and great chairs and a couple of tables at varying heights, all overlooking the sea.  Very small, very balinesian, just perfect.  I was taken to my hut by 2 delightful ladies, Wanam and il nua.  2nd and 3rd born.  They only have 4 names in Bali for children, and you are encouraged to have no more than 4. But if you do, you just use the same names over.  The name depicts 1'2'3' or 4th born.  Her is the set up for the hut.  Downstairs open air is an area bigger than a double car garage.  Along the front is the best hammock I've ever sat in.  Breeze really rocks you as you watch the waves roll in.  Amazing time in the hammock in the shade  of the hut and. Beautiful tree.  Then a wonder white wicker round coffee table with sectional seating for 8-12 people.  Then along the back wall a long counter with sink and small fridge for entertaining.  Behind that and detached from it is the bathroom.  Beautiful slate walls, sike I'd love to have at home and ok shower with world temp salt water and pail of fresh cold water to rinse off.  It's ok.  I've had cold showers before in ugly places.  At least there is a rel potty and a beautiful room.  The roof just sits above you and there is space between the room and the roof so it really is like taking a shower outdoors.  Super cool.

Now going upstairs to a view that takes your breath away from a nice large balcony.  When tide is in the water hits the rocks 10 feet from hut.  Tide out, about 100 yards of seaweed farming in front of you.  Must be a big farming area for seaweed.  I see about 20 people working this little area, maybe 5 acres, now.   Some are on dry land, some hip deep in sea, some arresting what was planted, some planting fresh for future harvest.  In the pic,notice the brown basically then the strips of green occasionally.  Then they attach it so way to ropes and hang to dry.  They work it while the tide is out and God works it while the tide is in.  Very interesting and right at my feet. They, clear the land, put up fences, plant, care for, harvest and the cycle continues

Going inside my room is a king sized bedmate 2 windows that open to the sea and one stationary, no screens.  The a sliding door and 2 more windows onto the balcony.  Locks merely keep doors shut but would not prevent someone from entering.  

So I will only be here one night, then s

Go tomy original hotel for 3 nights.  I can see it. From here, and the Internet described it just like this one.  This one has very week Internet, so hopefully the other one will be better.  Last night while the wind was really blowing, I actually picked up their signal a couple of times, but didn't have the password for it.  O really wanted to watch Cooper on a Stream this am, but still no signal.  I did reopen my windows and curtains in the night so enjoyed 6am today.  Surfers and seaweed ears were already busy.  The surf from 6 to 6 here.  And they catch some pretty good waves.