The Introduction:
floor framing. We like to say that it is "island" level.
forgot the name of those gadgets, how about board holders. I like to nail them into place.
So there was no where to rent a chainsaw. An American immigrant that used to hire them out plainly said that Islanders always forget to mix the gas and oil which ends in the ruin of a chainsaw. Therefore he quit renting them. Disregarding the brash comment we called it a day.
We woke up hoping we would find a chiansaw. We were looking for a tree cutters house, Mark, when we encountered "Johnny the Tree man" (that is the formal name he gave us). He was walking on the beach when we asked him for directions. He asked us why we were going to Mark's house. We said chainsaw, and he said, "I'm who you want."
He was Mark's chainsaw man and Mark wasn't home. To be honest our group was hesitant due to the consistent pulls of rum Johnny took from the little bottle conveniently held in his back pocket, but his job was well done. Despite his bad eye, which he told us after, and his rum buzz we had our tree posts cut. Quite a convenient and temporary intervention for both Johnny and our group, at least economically speaking. A blessing saturated in cheap island rum!
The posts were in before we got there thanks to Hans and his brother in-law, the two Islanders the house will be for. Big and uneven yet manageable with Johnny the tree man.
forgot the name of those gadgets, how about board holders. I like to nail them into place.
So there was no where to rent a chainsaw. An American immigrant that used to hire them out plainly said that Islanders always forget to mix the gas and oil which ends in the ruin of a chainsaw. Therefore he quit renting them. Disregarding the brash comment we called it a day.We woke up hoping we would find a chiansaw. We were looking for a tree cutters house, Mark, when we encountered "Johnny the Tree man" (that is the formal name he gave us). He was walking on the beach when we asked him for directions. He asked us why we were going to Mark's house. We said chainsaw, and he said, "I'm who you want."
He was Mark's chainsaw man and Mark wasn't home. To be honest our group was hesitant due to the consistent pulls of rum Johnny took from the little bottle conveniently held in his back pocket, but his job was well done. Despite his bad eye, which he told us after, and his rum buzz we had our tree posts cut. Quite a convenient and temporary intervention for both Johnny and our group, at least economically speaking. A blessing saturated in cheap island rum!
The posts were in before we got there thanks to Hans and his brother in-law, the two Islanders the house will be for. Big and uneven yet manageable with Johnny the tree man.
Hans has a wife named Daisy. She has quite a few of health problems due to her diabetes.
Tomorrow I will go to St. Helene where the school and nurse's center is for the less developed island.
We will await the construction crew to come and guide us in the completion of the house in a few days. They say St. Helene is an island of great poverty. This is determined on the fact that there are no hotels and no electricity.
We will await the construction crew to come and guide us in the completion of the house in a few days. They say St. Helene is an island of great poverty. This is determined on the fact that there are no hotels and no electricity.
Very early I have an interview at 5:30am my time, 6:30am your time.
It is via Skype with a school in Doha, Qatar. An interview during an "interview."
It is via Skype with a school in Doha, Qatar. An interview during an "interview."
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