Two weeks at Mayapedal : woah. woosh. zoom. Something between a rampaging robotic rhinoceros and a dancing dinosaur. Unhinged relaxation, a cohort of unreasonably amazing people, and a headlong two-wheeled rush that has landed me right back in the same homestay in Antigua, this time with a feller named Myles Killar who I last saw nearly a year ago in San Francisco. One other important gentleman is on the plane right now – MY LITTLE BROTHER! Woah! Woosh! Zoom!
At Mayapedal, the first thing I learned was how to crochet. I’m making a second bright yellow headband at the moment, because my friend Morgan demanded my first yellow headband in exchange for the birthday gifts she gave me. (Thank you to everyone who sent me your love on my birthday – I didn’t have internet access that day, so I got to be adored twice!) I have a whole great bunch of photographs, sketches, and ideas about bike-powered machines now – MayaPEDAL, after all – which are just ingenious. They aren’t powered by generating electricity, which is what I imagined before : they’re set up so the movement of the wheel itself combines with gears and physics to create movement. We made entire blenders-full of hot sauces which somehow never made it through an entire day with the bici-licuadora (bike blender). We made jars of peanut butter with the bici-molino (bike grinder/mill). We washed our clothes with the bici-lavadora (this one had hot pink handles). We didn’t make any bread with the bici-batidora because we had no oven, but we sure talked about it.
I also learned how to clear brush with a machete, how to make chuchitos (like mini tamales), and the best technique for lifting a bicycle up two floors using a pulley system with a hook.