Villa Vasquez!

The view from Guillermina Tatis’ (eldest sister of Francisca Tatis) front porch in Villa Vasquez.  This town is flatter, hotter and drier than Sosua.  It is surrounded by rice fields, banana and plantain trees.  We are very close to the Haitian border here, and I heard Creole spoken for the first time yesterday.  I actually rode on a motoconcho (a motor bike used as a small taxi everywhere) from the bus stop to the house, but we can walk everywhere in this small town.
At the end of morning mass today the priest reminded us to wash our hands frequently, to clean our cell phones (big collectors of bacteria), to avoid touching our mouth and nose with our hands, but not to live in fear of the coronovirus.  Good advice.