Anthony told me at dinner there will be more trekkers arriving tomorrow. Relief! Dinner was oily, creamy and lovely: a fried omelette with no vegetables, delicious coleslaw, and potato rounds fried with garlic and parsley. Red jello for dessert. Anthony let me try a piece of his cassava with chipotle chile bread. This is the Caribes' native bread and it was very nice.
MS has an interesting bookshelf - 'Les Mis' in two volumes, which he hasn't read, ditto Ulysses; Spanish poetry; Brecht, whom he didn't like; and a book of structuralist criticism which he dips into to help him write better.
Here there is the constant chirping of crickets and a drop-whistle sound of some other sort of animal, the occasional dog bark.
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