Day 2 | Lane

Survived our first work day. Let me say that I’m quite the post hole digger! King post hole digger, in fact, I can barely type this because my hands are twitching so bad. So glad to be able to dig more holes tomorrow. What would they do here without me. I haven’t killed John Forbush, yet. I did chase an old Haitian guy that was carrying lumber on his head around with a cordless drill. I didn’t have the drill on his next trip by, so I tickled him. I can’t speak the language, but laughter is universal.