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today started with marginally fruitful attempts to fix some of the casa robino bikes, followed by a trip to buy a new bike tire, fix the camera, and try and get local cell phones.

in the afternoon, sky and i met up with a couple of women associated with casa robino at a nearby market. lily (from australia) is working on a documentary about dumpster diving, and she brought along her (dutch)friend mindy. we arrived at the tail end of the market as folks were cleaning up their stalls. strolling up and down the long street, we poked in the garbage bins and chased abandoned sidewalk scores, loading up 3 giant bags with avocados, tomatoes, radishes, eggplants, carrots, starfruit, melon, pineapple, plums, and papaya. the Moroccan venders were very friendly, one even pointed us to a palletful of vegetables. some of the dutch folk were a little less generous, one even pulled the trash can away and slammed down the lid! we loaded up lily's bike paniers and walked back to casa robino. paxus and aisha, a friend of robins came over and we cooked up a giant feast.

its so great being in this culture again--the easy flow and comfort with international anarcho-hippy culture. its been awhile since i've been in this environment and i feel that dormant part of me waking up again. i love hosting people, and robin's attitude about this house is essentially communal: whoever is here is creating it together. so it felt totally comfortable and easy to take over the kitchen, rummage for spices, cook up a bunch of food, make tea...making me realize that my longing to root is not a desire to own my own house necessarily--the need is totally satisfied in being able to cook for people and host in this fluid way.