Lost....

We'd been lost for a couple of hours now. Not many...I don't think. Well, it was a while till we noticed we were truly lost, and quite a while longer before either of us admitted we might need directions.

Of course on this island, we're in the middle of the rain forest. And although you can find civilization anywhere, sometimes it could be an hour or so before you actually find the houses of family members bundled together in some sort of odd clan like setting.

We asked directions a few times. But even the citizens seemed to know little of how far we came and how to get us out of the knot we'd tied ourselves into. Mirky for giving me bogus directions, and me for following them knowing they were bogus and about to enjoy an adventure.

It all started as a quest to find a river. We wanted to bathe in fresh water and enjoy the peace of true, deep nature. Well, it seems true deep nature likes to hide from us. Or perhaps we're a bit daft and would constantly space out and not read signs....or bring directions.... or someone who'd actually BEEN to the location.

At first we had stopped to look for 'Rio Ca~a'. Now, we're complete idiots when it comes to most of our culture. Mostly the towns around us. So asking for directions and being lead into a small town and then, once more, asking for directions at a Subway....

Where I was hit on by a butch sounding, yet actually quite attractive, lady.

She told us we WERE in fact in Ca~a. That the only 'River' (Rio in spanish) is a small creek that snakes through the middle of the small town.

Well, we're two very bright apples.

Anyways. At one point, far away from Rio Ca~a now, we've been lost for a good few hours. We've asked for directions once and been lead astray, tried making the best of it and taken the Panoramic view.

Now we are at the top of this mountain we have scaled. Amazed at its vastness. In awe that we had not noticed just how beautiful and awesome this mountain we had been scaling for hours was.

We took some pictures there, watched some clouds float by a few feet above from us. We watched cows munch on grass and looked down the rolling plains that abruptly, with no symmetry at all, would lead into deep jungle.

We dance on the path we've taken. Or at least Mirky does while I look around us and wonder 'how much longer before we can find directions again....'

Taking a break, Mirky turns the camera to me, recording.

"So, what are you doing?"

She asks, smiling wide. I take my time, I'm tired of being lost. My bumm hurts, We're low on cigarettes....

I'm done preparing, I finaly take my hit.

"I am finding our way home."

Laughter ensues. We actually consult someone not too long after that. They give us directions that....got us OUT of the jungle, but we still had to ask again to get us out of the city we had somehow reached.

All in all, it was a great day. Getting lost in new parts of the island is always fun. Good music, good company, laughter and mystery most of the way. New sights. Fresh air, and that always troubling worry 'are we going to make it?'

It was nice.

We came home to watch the VMA's and realize that Mirky has some irrational fear of Lady Gaga (and her wardrobe)

We mentioned and later discussed the possibility that she might be trying to be some sort of 'Neo Bjork'.

I see it. Kinda sorta.