With the mouth feeling less sore this morning after showering, etc I headed off to Estel’s to see how the gums would stand up to some crispy bacon. Just fine is the answer. Not back to their best yet but getting there.
Whilst sitting there waiting for my breakfast to arrive I fired off a couple of emails to the golf cart dealers I have been communicating with. The simple message being a request that they ‘sharpen their pencils’ (for those that have not come across this expression before it basically means ‘improve your offer’ which, in my case, means reduce the price).
Found out when I got ‘home’ ( well to the condo we are renting) -when I went on to Facebook – that on the table next to me at Estel’s had been Wes and his wife. Wes is a subscriber to this blog and has posted a few comments . Small world. Or at least a small restaurant!
Didn’t really do anything too much when I got back to the condo apart from starting to read The Litigators by John Grisham . A book by him that I have yet to read. Had a bite to eat for lunch and then it was time for Rose and I to head off to review progress on our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize.
We got there at around 2.45 pm and could see that there was a lot going on.
Rose purposely heading towards the stairs.
Form work being put in place for the concrete pour to create the base for the handrails for the staircase.
Plastering above the entrance on the First Floor.
‘Lines’ struck for the second course of plaster in the dining room area on the First Floor.
First course of plaster being applied for the hall on the First Floor.
I cannot recall if I have mentioned it before but my late Dad used to be a plasterer. And a very good one at that ( and this is not filial pride). Had he been alive he would have been intrigued ( or maybe amused) at the way plaster is applied in Belize ie flicked on the wall with a trowel. My Dad, who I watched in action many, many times ,used a trowel too. But he spread the plaster on the walls. A bit like buttering a slice of bread. Totally different techniques but the end result is the same. Think my Dad’s technique was a bit quicker though.
Anyway I digress, back to our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize . Up on the Second Floor we could see that Eduardo had finished plastering the wall that we saw him start yesterday.
External wall to my bathroom on the southern side of the house.
And Zapeda and his son Eric were hard at work plastering the external wall of our bedroom and the stairwell.
Father and son team levelling off the plaster.
Down on the Ground Floor pipe work had been installed.
A ‘maze’ of pipes that will be hidden by the ceiling for the smallest of the bathrooms in the self-contained apartment.
Pipe work for the powder room and en-suite bathroom on the First Floor being installed.
And Sam was plastering the ramp.
Lots going on.
On the way to the bridge we saw Daniel Camal, our building contractor,heading in the opposite direction – he was going to our build in Ambergris Caye, Belize. We stopped to have a chat and he asked us to let him know what light fittings and fans we want . Something to think about.
On the way home we stopped to spend a little time on the beach and saw a building of another kind. A replica of a Mayan Temple that some children had constructed out of sand.
Budding Daniel Camal’s ?
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