This is a very nice four bedroom (if you count the office as a bedroom),
two bath house, well built by volunteer labor some 12 years ago. To
say that it's solid might be an understatement as the walls are made of poured
cement! It serves as the manse (parsonage) for the pastor (me) and
as a guest house for teams who stay here at no cost, paying only for their
food.
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The view of the Mission House from across the street. The plastic chairs stacked on the porch? They're for the 100 guests I'm expecting. Just kidding. They're chairs for the church annex which cannot be locked up yet. Repairs by a team from Baton Rouge next week will permit them to be moved off the porch and down to the church. |
| Bananas! These grow right in my yard. People pick them green. They're ripening now in my utility room. |  |
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Here's a picture of the banana plants at the side of the house. The house is right on the water; you can see just a bit of the sea beyond the tree in the background. |
| The cistern at the back of the house delivers what water pressure there is. I regularly pump it full with a small electric pump and two 50 gallon drums that are kept full by the trickle of city water. On two mornings I've found myself without water. The culprit? A toilet whose flapper valve hadn't closed. Overnight the entire cistern can drain through it. Argh! No shower! It takes a few hours to refill the cistern from empty but just 15 minutes to replenish the water I use each day. (More time, of course, with company.) |  |
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We've had just one rain shower since I've been here. It was intense, with thunder, lightning and wind, but short-lived. This is looking out my front door at the oldest house on Utila. It's vacant and in disrepair but has recently been purchased by an American woman who intends to restore it. |
| This is my neighbor's house (Kim & Tito Funez) just over my fence and across a vacant parcel. The storm is still blowing in this photo. |  |
