Laughter is the best medicine

 

Sal and I collapse every night into bed.  Tís the season.  Guests can be exhausting.  They are worth it, tho.  Of course.  All our guests are worth it.  Love ém.  Wouldn’t have it any other way.  But they are also somewhat tiring.  They work us too hard!

Both of us are pretty active as a rule and we are almost always busy doing stuff even when we are alone.   Hell, just getting around the property is a mini-mountaineering task every day.  I can get tired just walking around.  And I am always carrying heavy things when I go up and down the stairs and the cliffsides.  It is the way of things.  So, being tired at the end of the day is normal and good.  No problem.

But when guests come, they – naturally –  want to ‘experience everything!‘ and that is usually at a quicker, more demanding pace of challenge and exertion than we would normally give to ourselves.  Even tho we are active, we are active at the pace of 60-year-olds.  Our guests are usually younger and want to double even that, their normal, more-youthful-already pace!  There is not-a-fair-peer-grouppressure-thing going on here.

I was on the verge of playing soccer with them yesterday!

Glad I didn’t, tho.  I can’t afford another bust-through-the-backstop incident (like last summer), the subject target of which acted as one of the goals.  It can happen. Getting going is not so hard.  Stopping…….?

Even being the quasi-English teachers to the Chinese students tends to be an effort at times. 

But not always.

Today Sal takes them to yoga and then kayaking.  At breakfast, Chong asked if we could also squeeze in ‘chopping wood’.  Chong’s English is poor and it took a while for him to get the question out.  But, when I understood what he was asking, I agreed to do it while the BBQ was on at the end of the day.  I was about to continue with some more information about finishing the table we had undertaken to build when Chong interrupted me, “I am sorry, David.  But I have another question…………”

“Sorry.  Go ahead…………”

He looked me earnestly in the eye and said slowly and clearly, “How many chucks can a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?”

OK…….maybe you had to be there…………..

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