So I took some things in to be sharpened... There's a very nice couple who come over from another island once a year and set up their sharpening van by the market for a week or two. They do an excellent job, and I had several knives and an axe that needed attention. I had a day off last week, so I spent the morning doing various chores, including treating my hair with coconut oil to counteract the nastiness that drywall dust and paint wreak on it (thanks, taz & ico!) I washed my hair, threw my tools into my backpack, and set off for the walk down to the market.
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I think it says something about a place when a woman with wet hair and an axe handle sticking out of her bag can walk down the road, stick out her thumb, and get a ride.