A lovely and filling breakfast at Peter’s was soon followed by nap time. That respite was cut short by very annoying machine noises from across the street. Justin went to investigate. When he came back all he would tell me was "go look." So I went to see. OMG! That's when I met Jake and Leslie. They are the Canadian folks now from Playa Maya who built a wall across our beach access. I have mixed feelings here since I don't like it at all when locals come up and steal the sand from the beach. We think they build with that sand and that can't be a good idea. No matter, erosion is bad enough and whether we have rising sea levels and climate change or whatever, it isn't good practice. So we were told that the road is public access but Jake thinks he owns it. hmmm. We have a conundrum. With Jiraldo's help (the Cuban guy from town) Jake put up a fence of posts and barbed wire a couple of months ago but locals tore it down right away. Now, we know that it was Ilsa and her cronies who did the deed as they think they should have access to this federal property. And somehow, we've wound up in the middle of this.
Jiraldo kept telling me “tell you husband I am sorry...I didn’t tell him”’. Why didn’t he just talk to Justin and explain Jakes view?
Carole came over she said she’d had a frustrating day...workers didn’t show up and her bathroom is in disrepair. She’s changing out the tub. She stayed for dinner. We had shrimp and grits. Dellene cleaned all the shrimp
and she did a banner job!
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