I dream that I am told that I am in a play. I am relieved that the actors are reading from a script. When I get my script I cannot read the lines or determine what my role is. 

I am pleasantly surprised when Trina comes by. We have a great sharing.

A white helicopter circles the valley, passes right by my place and lands in the football field. It’s the first aircraft sound I’ve heard in the valley.

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Pamcho drops off the hat decoration I commissioned him to make for me. It’s for the hat party at Monte Suenos.

Trina, Pamcho and I walk back into town. Pamcho says it’s Correa, the President of Ecuador, who arrived in Vilcabamba to see the progress of the highway being built. 

Trina and I take some Chinese food back to her place for lunch.

I come back into town for Will’s drumming class which gets held infront of the church because the hall is being used for a Christmas event. Some people join us as we drum and  one woman stops to sing along.

A fellow Torontonian, Selen, stops and introduces herself to us all. She joins us for dinner at Sambucha’s.

Melissa comes to my place.