They say there’s a silver lining in every cloud. Today Daryl and I found that lining – silver indeed!
We were so bummed that Davy was sick, but seeing as how there was nothing we could do about it, we just sat back and relaxed. Eventually the owner of our hotel came up and asked if we wanted to go to the river.
“Heck yeah!” Daryl shouted. “I’m ready to jump in!”
A few minutes later we arrived at the river – to an absolutely amazingly beautiful swimming hole. All the local kids had come down to bathe after school so the place was filled with laughter and screaming and shouting and kids jumping and splashing – one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.
An hour or two later, we piled back into the owner’s car for the journey back to the hotel. He pulled up beside a house.
“A friend of mine lives here,” he told me. “Come on in. He makes really nice stuff.”
And what did he make? Beads. Lots of them. Beads from shells, wood, and bone. Incredible beads.
Needless to say, I spent the next couple hours talking with him before we headed back to our hotel. Silver lining indeed!
Davy was too sick to do anything.
Daryl dives off the platform into the swimming hole.
Upstream from the swimming hole, women washed clothes while their kids played.
Hugo makes beads in his front yard.
He uses all kinds of shells, woods, and bones.
Hugo had already sold most of his work, but he still had a few necklaces hanging around.