Sunday, 4 May 2014
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Though my pallet has not changed while living on this island.....I still love a good ol' american cheeseburger, french fries, and a milk shake, but we have had the oppurtuntiy to broaden our horizons you may call it!
People commonly ask us...what do you eat in St Lucia...well here it is!
We have tasted things that we may never get to taste again, and several things I personally NEVER want to taste again. At any moment in time, I could walk outside and pick a different piece of exotic fruit to munch on for the day.
Some of my favorite fruits now, are things I had never even heard of before...aki, coco cooli, sugar apples, guava, five finger (star fruit), avocado, bananas, coconuts, mangoes....the list could go on forever! Many people here survive off whatever fruit is in the season at the time.
...Mangos are my favorite!
Fruits I never want to even look at again....Rose apple and Tamarind!! GROSS! Just say no, if you are ever offered Tamarind Candy!
Funny as it sounds...one of my favorite things they make here is St Lucia is Mac n Cheese! Yeah I know right....they make the best baked Mac n Cheese you will ever have, and they call in "Mac Pie".
They drink whats called "Coco Tea" and dumplings...hot choclate on steroids...rather than opening a packet, stirring and adding a marshmallow, you grind the coco stick, use cinnamon bark, and whip up some homemade dumplings...60 mins later! ha ha...you have "hot chocolate".
St. Lucia comes from an area of the Carribean called the "West Indies", and there is definitely an Indian influence on there food..."Curry" and "Roti" (similar to a burrito, potatos, currry, and meat wrapped in a soft shell) are dishes you can get almost anywhere.
Lucians love there bread. There is a bakery on every corner...and in every direction. It comes from the French influence here...they eat long skinny, white loaves of bread.
One of my favorites things are called "bakes", funny as it might be though...bakes are a scone type bread that is most commonly fried. Figure that one out for me!
Salt fish and green fig (green banana) salad. Imagine a potato like salad with a mayo base, and thats what you get. Salt fish is dried, salted, preserved fish, used in alot of dishes. The salt fish is soaked to rehydrate it and then chopped and used in countless dishes.
They eat potatoes here in St Lucia, but more often they use Breadfruit, Dasheen, Green Fig (green bananas) or Plantains as there starch. All pretty similar and used in many different ways....just like the good ol IDAHO SPUD!
My favorite response when I tell people where I am from, "oh...where the potatoes come from!" YES...even half way across the world, in St Lucia, Idaho is known for there POTATOES!
Sunday, 26 May 2013
In the beginning, everyone around me LOOKED black. That sounds funny, but I saw color. The longer I am here, color disappears and I no longer see color I just see people. Just like motor bikers who pass on the highway wave, every time I saw a white tourist I nodded, and I'm sure with a look of desperation, my face said..."hey...we are the SAME!"
Though I do not see color, I cannot hardly leave my house without being reminded I am a WHITE GIRL!
For starters, my crazy drunk neighbor does not even let me forget. Though he has finally stopped asking if I have a boyfriend after 6 months....he stills calls me "my girl", asks me to come over and see him, and while offering to carry my groceries tells me he wants to marry me.
It does not matter how far, how fast, or where I go running, without fail there seems to be a different group of men cat calling, making kissing noises, and yelling after me "hey SEXY lady!" (and trust me, I don't look "sexy" when I run!)
I can rarely pass the vagrants (bums) on the street, without them reaching out and begging me to shake their hand, them calling after me "I love you", (...oh please no!)…oh wait, and them "telling" me to give them money. My mother only made that part worst for me...when visiting here in St. Lucia, I lost track of how many times she gave this one particular man money….he knows me even by my car and calls me buddy!
Tuesday, 21 May 2013
I replied with the only logical answer…”to visit my husband who is in medical school.” Immediately follow she responded with…”when are you leaving?”
With a smile I replied…”within the next few weeks, I have not yet purchased my ticket so I am unsure of the exact day.”
Me…”To visit my husband who is here going to school?”
Officer..."...but why are you here?"
Me....(thinking are you for REAL?)..."to be with my husband."
Officer…”Why do you want to see him?”
…..”ummmm, (with tested patience) because he is my husband.” (forcing my eyes not the roll back into my head and willing myself to not bust out in laughter!)
Friday, 29 March 2013
If asked to share a missionary experience today…I may have a hard time deciding WHICH experience to share, but I know there is one experience I will NEVER forget.
Sunday, 30 December 2012
Being on an island makes ALMOST ALL those things hard to find, instead of SNOW we had RAIN, instead of Christmas trees, we had PALM TREES, the reggae Christmas jams that played in the streets were not your typical songs bringing Christmas joy...everything about Christmas here, is DIFFERENT than home. But I learned that the one thing that is NOT hard to find, no matter where you are in the world is the Spirit of Christ, which is the TRUE spirit of Christmas.
For such an unordinary Christmas—clearly the least FESTIVE of any I ever had before, I know these special days will remain in my heart forever as one of the sweetest Christmases I have ever had. I think that is because for the first time in my life, I found myself understanding Christmas rather than just enjoying it. I think for the first time, I was getting the message of Christ's birth and life—His message and His mission and His sacrifice for others. When we understand the TRUE meaning of Christmas, we can find that Christmas spirit wherever we are.
Christmas eve we walked around down town Vieux Fort, which was the place to be. The streets were CRAZY, the music was loud, there were people everywhere, and island was alive. Christmas day was spent watching Christmas movies, talking to Elder Dakota Anderson, talking to family at home, and feeding the missionaries. We were so blessed and happy to get to share our St Lucian Christmas with family. We got spoiled like always, not sure what we would do without them! Love you guys!
Sunday, 2 December 2012
Two weeks ago I watched my family walk through the airport security doors toward me, which now ranks among one of the happiest moments of my life! I had missed them so much and I was so excited for them to experience the life I am now living! After hugs and smiles, they wiped the sweat off their foreheads and asked where they could find an AC....ha ha (it’s the cool season in St. Lucia right now.)
Recovering from JETLAG, means we all got to sleep in a little, get settled in, buy some groceries, and then it was off to explore! We picked Brandon up from school after his tests, piled into my new (OLD) Mit SUV, and headed towards the town of Souferie. Not sure what we were going to find, we headed down a interesting side road, which put the Jackson Hole hill climbs to shame. We happened upon a waterfall hike to some mineral pools.