The roosters crow early and constantly. It genuinely seems entirely unnecessary and I feel a letter to the local MP should be drafted. We begin the day with a long eye on fried chicken for dinner.
Rain has arrived on our tropical island. I bless the rains down in Raaaro-tongaaaaa.
Thanks to the rain any bike-based expeditions are cancelled, however, we are lucky enough to have the islands coffee roastery and bakery a short 50m stroll down the road. The croissants are superb. The coffee is great. Back home to begin our attempts at getting the whole team to create a record of their lives here. For Max (15) it’s really going to be a large-scale project to expand his writing and get him thinking about the world and how it affects him. As he’s homeschooled, we need to keep him generating and improving his language skills and as a record of his work. With some direction over the year I’m hoping to get him working from a record of his own life to his interpretations of the geographic and social structures we come across. It will be a challenge.
Nate (11) has attempted to start a video record of his day in the hope of making a YouTube channel. It’s hard not to push him further than he is ready to do, at the moment his videos mostly consist of lengthy descriptions of minutiae of his life direct to camera. Its honest though.
The boys seem to really commit to their choice of record. Nate eventually puts together an edited 5 minute video and Max spends his time putting some detailed flourishes to his journal. It’s honestly a fun read.
The rain continues, in a small break Alissa and I cycle off to refill our water containers from the local village filling station as the tap water is apparently unsafe to drink. Movies go on, everyone is gradually slowing down and adjusting to island speed. It feels good.
