Suffering from the effects of a ‘heavy’ evening at the Roadkill bar – well we had to celebrate our homecoming didn’t we – I got up a little late yesterday morning at 6.15 am. None the worse for wear though after one mug of coffee I was raring (well, OK not raring but at least ready) to tackle ironing the third wash of the week – the sheets and pillowcases. When I first started ironing these things – never attempted it prior to moving to Ambergris Caye (led a sheltered (or is it cosseted) life you might say) I really struggled with them. A bit like giving me Rubik’s Cube to solve! But after nine hard months of practice it’s a doddle. Not offering my services though!
A (nearly) perfectly ironed pillowcase.
Anyway, enough of my prowess with an iron and on with the more interesting stuff (well, I hope it is interesting).
Rose and I spent a couple of hours looking at the plans for our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize . We did so on a room by room,floor by floor basis making notes for all of the things that we want to discuss with Daniel Camal, our building contractor, during the meeting we are having with him at the build at 3 pm this afternoon. The agenda items range from recesses in the showers to floor finish for the roof terrace.
With that out of the way we went to the San Pedro Town Council offices in Barrier Reef Drive to pick up an application form for the importation of a golf cart (this in readiness for a successful application for the Qualified Retirement Program) and two application forms (one for Rose and one for me) for Belize driving licenses (we must have these (well me at least) to be granted the right to import a golf cart.
With that out of the way we headed north to Tres Cocos to our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize and arrived there shortly after 3 pm just as a tipper truck had turned up with a load of shingle.
Much better access and egress since the land has been filled.
Tipped right in front of the house.
Within minutes a load of sand arrived and was tipped very close to the shingle.
And shortly after that a delivery of cement.
Right to the ramp.
And loaded on the Ground Floor.
Whilst we were there the trucks and fork lift continued to arrive, tip their load and depart and we found out the reason for the very quick delivery time from Daniel who told us that because the Bridge fee for heavy vehicles has been increased five fold he has had the materials barged in from the mainland and they were being uplifted from the barge dock near the Karma Lounge just minutes from our build. Use of a barge for delivery of materials will also mean that when the Bridge is closed for repairs work on our house should not be impaired.
The sand, cement and shingle were being delivered for the roof pour that is scheduled for tomorrow and the plastering of the walls (inside and out) that will follow. And we know that every grain of sand (and the shingle and cement for that matter too) will be used.
Aside from having the materials so close (some it actually inside) to the house the guys had also set up the tray for the concrete at the base of the scaffolding that will be the ‘feeding’ station and moved the concrete mixer.
Positioned just at the foot of the entrance stairs.
There was a lot more going on than just having materials delivered though. The guys were busy at work completing the form work for the roof. No close-up photos though I am sorry to report because I couldn’t get up there – didn’t want to get in their way!
Evidence of the forms in place from the guys standing on them.
Elsewhere forms were being removed from rooms on the First Floor.
Alfredo at work in the utility (my) room.
And it’s down !
Elsewhere we could see that forms were being finished for the veranda wall on the First Floor.
The headline is based on the 1981 song by Bob Dylan that was released on his “Shot of Love” album.