It was an experience finding the AA meeting room.
Nurse Nellie was out sick the day I went by the clinic. I talked to nurse Kelly who gave me directions.
"Go to the firehouse on Middle Street.
Go to the house behind the firehouse."
Well, they are building a new cement block building for the shinny new fire truck. Behind this half finished building I found several wooden structures with a group of men sitting around outside drinking beer. I guess they were the firemen.
When I asked where the AA meeting was they didn't understand. When I said "Alcoholics Anonymous" they all threw their hands in the air, some stood up, but all insisted they didn't need it. What a laugh I had.
When I explained what nurse Kelly had told me they pointed to a house a few hundred feet away.
I walked through the rubbish and knocked on the door. A nice lady answered, she did know what AA meant, and pointed towards a white picket fence. I went through the gate opening (no gate) under a clothes line of drying clothes and found the cutest little brightly colored building. It is the size of storage sheds used here in back yards.
The door was open (not sure there really was a door) and on the left side was a table with a coffee pot and a big book with a white plastic patio chair on each side. Above one chair was a blackboard with the meeting days and times posted.
Along the long wall facing the door were the 5 slogans, in Spanish. There must have been 6 or 7 other chairs lining the walls.
I just stood there taking in the spirit of the place. Unfortunately, the pictures I took did not come out.
Next time I come down I will not wait until the end of my trip to show up.
Take only pictures leave only bubbles