Another Day, Another FOB

It's crazy at The FOB I'm at now. Busy, busy, busy! Every place I move to has it's challenges...different climates, new people, problems, paperwork, critters. Oh yeah! This one has snakes and I mean the BIG ones. WTH???

I thought the cute little frogs that hopped over from the nearby unbelievably beautiful lake were charming and I thought to myself, why did they not include that lake in the FOB planning to incorporate a little fun time! Why leave it sit outside where we can barely view it. Why not let us have a tiny bit of swim time- it's really big enough for some major jet ski's. But like everything else in the sandbox it's full of danger. This one comes in the form of snakes...all of them bite...all of them venomous. And they- the tiny frogs that hop on over, probably looking for sanctuary, but instead entice the snakes to our camp- Great!

I had a little girl time talk with the 15 girls that live here with me...did I mention that there is almost 20 guys to every girl here (not counting the other side of the street). I was asked to speak on hygiene and dress code since most walk to the showers in their flip flops and towels- just like back home. The men congregate around the walkway to the showers, plus the sandal biz with a camp full of snakes- that is a sign saying bite me!

I wasn't too worried until they did not catch the 2 footer by my tent who has probably set up housekeeping right under my sleeping quarters. So, I agreed to speak, but I would not say anything about the rules. I did say that I was sorry that anti-venom was not available on this FOB and we talked about how Manolo's were cute, even if you only had one foot.

Bugs, scorpions and the heat...100 degrees at 8 am- really? I'm telling you, I'm in hell. But the people here are so nice and they make the best of it. You got to wonder at the resilience of our species...here in the sandbox.