I am back in Mazatlan having left Roblito for the last time this season. Rodrigo ( people.tribe.net/aa76d43e-...e68b1d35cb ) from Koolio-can joined me for the past week and we rocked the playground scene. We sanded and painted the swing set, and got three of the old swing seats hooked up again, and put a new seat together with a large space for bigger butts. We got new seats on the see-saw, and Rodrigo painted that whole thing. The sheet metal I bought ended up being too much trouble, and would have been too hot in the sun, so I made a seat and floor out of rope and tubes that were hulahoops. The kids were stoked. I got pissed from everyone saying the rope would get stolen and used for roping cows. The first time I put up a tree house hammock in the park it was taken down and a bit of rope taken after a couple days. I put it back up and added another treehouse hammock, and I can only they they are there when I return.

I find it hard to understand how people can see their public spaces go to ruin and do nothing. They all walk around in bare feet, and do not pick up broken glass. Roblito has a lot of good culture, but it could be so much better with a little bit of enough. I love the people. That is why I keep going back. I also have work to do there, and they welcome my efforts, but do little to join in and take part.

I hosted a community meeting on the 8th to talk about the soda bottle collection project and other future efforts, which they seemed to think were good ideas, but didn't offer any suggestions or step up to help in anyway to let me know they were willing to take part.

Captain, the village president's brother, held a meeting with a group of men about forming an oyster farming coop, and it seemed like the same responce. They thought it was a good idea, but there was little push to make it happen. Poco a poco... that´s the way it goes. Little movements.

The only request I got was from the president's father, who asked me to help him sell fish for a better price. I don't know the market, but it is something to think about.

I left Ramon in charge of making sure the soda bottle bed got filled with sealed bottles, sewn up and used... as a raft for kids to play on in the water, and a seat infront of the community center. I asked all the ladies in the village to put their glass bottles in the corral, so we can use then in building the Casa de Basura (house of trash).

Our next mission in Roblito is making a new house for Vicki and Gabe. Gabe is talking about going to the USA for a year to save money to build a house, and Vicki is talking about taking out a loan. Both bad ideas in my opinion. I cleared the space where Gabe's old house used to be, and have started dreaming of a new cob house with a bamboo frame. Vicki is great at cob. She made a sweet looking cob oven in the dark one night. The magic additive was cow crap.

My bamboo plants failed... not sure why. Poor soil, not enough water, too much water... we´ll try again when I have time to look after them better. I have good leads on near-by bamboo groves, so that works too.

Who wants to help build our friends a house? Vicki is an amazing cook, and Gabe brings fresh fish for the table everyday. They are very happy with all of you that have visited this year, and look forward to seeing you again, and welcome others.

My plan is to focus on creating an eco-tourism bizy-ness in Palmillas and Roblito, and using the funds from that to create a family camp in Roblito, mainly for the people of that region.