We have a lot to tell you, but we went to town for Iris' birthday tonight and we are too tired to make videos, choose pictures, or post stories. For now, though, we will tell you that Iris' birthday was a happy one, with a lovely meal, a homemade cake, and a warm late night swim in the Caribbean Sea. Ahhh.
Finally, Luke proposed that we drop a tarp into the trench in such a way that the water would not get inside. We would weight the tarp with rocks, then pour the concrete base right into it, sealing in the tarp for all time, but getting a shot at a solid block that did not get washed downstream before it could set. When people were having trouble getting the concept, someone finally said, “Like a tarp diaper?” Once we realized that the metaphor almost worked, we used that phrase all day as our shorthand version of the new option.
We started our hour or so drive home and suddenly saw that the headlights went out on one of the two vans in which we were riding. The other van stopped to help and all of us did what we could to help locate and change the fuse for the lights. Nothing worked. Then it did. So we drove. Then the lights went out again. We strategized for awhile then decided to caravan as closely together as we could with flashers flashing so that we could get home at a survivable hour. Fortunately, the moon was almost full (and very bright) and there were only about three other cars on the road for the whole drive. Also, we learned that the roads were strangely well-lit for the area where we are. Things feel pretty underdeveloped here, but as far as streetlights go, the situation is better than we might have guessed. We, of course, won't count on that driver/van again, but we are happy that we got home safely.
We didn’t get home until almost 1:00 a.m., which counts as a VERY late night for us. Either way, we need to get a lot done at the worksite on Thursday to get the project anywhere near completion before we leave. Let’s hope . . .