One of our favorite parts about living here is having Carillo Beach day with our friends. We pack up a lunch, chairs, plenty of SPF, and head to the beach just south of Samara for a whole day of relaxing and playing in the sand. We have a great group of friends: Anna and Maurice with their two boys (Billy 4, Romeo 2), Angelo and Cassie with two girls (Harlow 3, Gwenna 1), and Lauren and Jeff with their kids (Surra 3, River 1). Also our friends Jim and Jana have been coming. It's open invitation to anyone so we meet lots of new people too.
Being together on a beautiful beach without anywhere else to go is such a great way to really get to know people. It reminds me of camping: something about being away from home in a beautiful place with great people makes you slow down and enjoy life and learn new things. Everyone is there all day and there's a feeling of openness and appreciation that gets us chatting about life and the things we love (interspersed with interruptions by kids asking for Helado!) We have learned so much about love from these friends. They all welcomed us into their group and have been so loving and accepting. They truly love life, they show such love to their children and each other. And Sean and I really feel like we have learned to love people more sincerely because of their example. These days it's so easy to have many surface relationships, to stay connected to tons of people. It's much harder to build a deeper relationship with a select amount of people. But I want to focus on that more: deepening my love and understanding for my family and close friends. That is what is truly important to me. Luckily our Internet has been working a little more consistently so now I can keep in contact with my peeps a bit better.
It's so amazing to see how creative the kids get with just sand, water, and random ocean wash-ups for toys. They find little sea creatures (sand-dollars, mullosks, sand bugs), rocks and sticks, funny plants, etc. and set about entertaining themselves for hours. What a great playground!
Here's a beach story: We were all together at the waters edge, chatting and watching the kids play on a huge washed up log. Suddenly, Anna yells to Maurice in Swedish and points frantically to the sea. Maurice grabs his boogie board, and with amazing speed and Baywatch dude focus, dives into the waves. The rest of us searched the water for what looked like a floating person. It was far away from shore and hard to spot. We all had bricks in our stomachs as we imagined what Maurice might find. From the beach it looked like a dark skinned man floating face down. My mind raced, what should we do with all these kids? I didn't want them to see something so horrifying as a dead body being brought in from sea. There were other people to who were noticing and gearing up to jump in the water as well. Then keen-eyed Angelo, who has saved many drowning people (including yours truly AND Sean's mom), said, "Wait! I think it's a log!" We all watched, holding our breath. The dark object bobbed in the waves, and after a minute, it was clear that it wasn't a person. WHEW!!! We all watched it for a couple minutes more just to make sure, and by that time two more guys had begun swimming towards it. We all started out "No! It's a log!" The man who had swam out farthest didn't have anything for flotation and then I started worrying that Maurice would have to save a life after all! One thing I've learned for sure: never try to save someone in deep water unless you have something to keep you both afloat. SO, then we all watched this man who would swim towards the log, and rest while floating on his back, then swim again. The log was quickly being carried with the current, and by the time the guy got there (surely having realized by then that he was a Log-saver instead of a Life-saver!) he had swam much farther than he probably wanted to. He seemed to be doing just fine, and began swimming in with the giant log. What a relief that it wasn't a body, and that this man was a good swimmer. I thought that was really noble of him to bring in that log because I'm sure some other Brave Beach Knight would have gone after it later thinking it was a person. Once the log and the Log-saver were safely to shore, we got a good look at the Deceiver. This handsome log was about 6 feet tall, nicely tanned, about as big around as a man, and had a big smile carved into where the face would be. Not really, but wouldn't that be amazing! What a lucky log to have been saved that day. Maurice and the Log-saver showed extreme bravery and selflessness. We'll all be keeping a sharp eye on our children and their arm floaties.
Here are some pics of the kiddos:
Elora is a pit-sitter. You dig a pit, she will come plop her chubby buns into the hole. You dig a new pit, and here she comes! It's a favorite game of ours.




































