Oh Boy.

Following the impromptu meeting with my butt-kicking neighbor lady, I was looking forward to a 3:00 appointment with the "herrero", the welder who is going to create the doors and windows. Pretty exciting stuff.

Jorge said that later on, he had to run to the nearby town to let some guests in and that we would meet back in the afternoon.

At 3:00 I pull into an eerily quiet work site. No one is here.

I text Jorge who tells me that he is minutes away and knows nothing about why the other two guys are not there. He asks if the herrero has arrived and I tell him that I am alone.

He arrives and says that the welder has already come and taken measurements and will get back to us tomorrow with prices.

I am bummed to have missed him and there is still The Matter of The Missing Workers.

Jorge calls, they don't answer.

I know they are all friends and I am wondering if he knows something I don't. We have no idea when they left.

We sit on cinder blocks and look at welding designs. 

It's quiet and a little weird. He tells me about what's going to happen next. That by Thursday we should be able to plaster the walls. Remember that the floor is still dirt, right? That's the order of things.

Finally, we get up and walk to our cars. I tell him I'm a little frustrated. He asks me what I like to eat.

Confused, I mention chocolate and not liking beets. Then I ask why he wants to know what I like to eat.

He tells me that we could go eat out in a nearby town sometime. I think he is trying to soothe my annoyance.

Later in the evening, walking around the village towards a beach sunset with Lila, I text him to ask if he has heard from them. They are not answering their phone, he tells me. Are you worried? I ask. No, is his answer.

So I guess I won't either, then.

A couple of hours later, eating crepes with Costa and Hannah, we are talking about what happens if we need to finish the house ourselves under Jorge's tutelage.

It is an exciting and terrifying topic.

Let's see what funsies today brings!