Craig says “oui” in the most tired voice when I ask him wassup.

We went to Jacmel today and met with a guy who wants to do an eco resort out of earthbags. He asked us to stay for three more months. We said “No, thank you.”

The cistern is done, with a working pump and covered in concrete. Got a guy landscaping to cover the pipe. It’s sweet.

Jean Gardie keeps trying to hook me up with ladies.

The internet connection is sooooo slow. So very slow.

Mosey’s leg got better. Woo! Triumph for Cipro.

We finished the steps up to the shmig. Um, the uhm, the loft. Yeah that’s what it’s called.

Spent three hours and seven sheets of paper figuring out the moneys for this week and next. We’re leaving Duycken in charge (as if he wasn’t already)

Carpenter Frantz finished all the stuff. We had the hardest time explaining to him why a curved door won’t open in an arch. But he figured it out.

Plaster is done on the outside. These people got skillzzz. They work so so hard. We can hardly keep up.

I learned two new words “enfam” (it’s good) and, well I guess I only learned that one. Oh yeah, and “korem” (respect). Larcol says something to me every day. He refuses to stop smiling.

I’m Zoblod everywhere now. They shout it at me all day. ZOBLOD!!

—James