Still not acting my age
Some of you may remember my birthday extravaganza last year in China. I wasn’t acting my age then—not much has changed except that I’ve had another birthday.
This one was celebrated in the extreme at the beach in Punta del Sol, Peru.
My birthday was the second one since starting this overland trip last month, so these occasions are still cause for an event. In this case it was Truck Olympics.
First details of the meal
Jong, Poor John and I were the cook group that night (bad planning, but not a bad outcome because I got out of doing dishes). The market in nearby Mancora, where we shopped the day before, was so plentiful and diverse that I decided to make a feast of salads.
To get a head start, I did a couple of time-consuming processes the day before—roasting capsicums (bell peppers), stringing a kilo of green beans, hard boiling eggs and boiling potatoes.
An impromptu fishing trip was organised on the morning of my birthday, and our crew of ‘hunter/gatherers’ came home with enough fish to augment the repertoire of salads. Big bonus was that the fellow who took them out fishing also cleaned and filleted all the fish.
Some of the salad recipes were old standards that I make—including carrot and orange salad, Spanish green bean salad, cucumber salad and capsicum, feta and olive salad. Also did a potato salad and coleslaw. I had ingredients for a mango chilli salad, but completely forgot to make it. I’ll have to make it soon because a few people were counting on it.
Now details of the silliness
Colin and Sammy, our driver and tour leader, arranged the Truck Olympics. As expected, the events were designed for laughs and spills. We started with egg and spoon sprints, sack races (Poor John fell over), and pass the balloon between your knees.
Then two water challenges with a twist—fill a basin and bob for apples.
The basin was placed about 10 metres from the shore and the idea was to dress in a goofy costume, run to the shore, fill a cup with water and then race it back to the basin., slopping water all the way.
Bobbing for apples was embellished with part 2—bobbing for lollies/sweets in a basin of flour. We all ended up looking like Bozo the Clown.
It’s hard to say which team won. We all cheated, and my team may have cheated more. But we won in the laughs department.
And the finale
It was a great day and imagine my surprise when a cake appeared. Thanks so much to all my travelling companions for making it such a memorable birthday. Still no plans to count it as a year on my age, and definitely no plans to grow up.
Love it, love it, love it!
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It’s so reassuring not to grow up.
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That photo of you is hilarious!!!
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I look like the Prince of Persia on a quest.
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Looks like you and Poor John had HEAPS of fun! You are LIVING the philosophy “Life IS for the LIVING!” Glad you were able to incorporate a bit of WHOO HOO into your birthday celebrations too!
Guess you and Poor John suffer from the same disease as George and me….as some ex friends now TOLD us “You enjoy life too much!” lol TRUE!
Glad to see through words and pictures there are others who are like minded too! Thanks for sharing! WHOO HOO!
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Hi Joanne. We are having a great time. Wait until you see the pics of the sand dunes.
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Happy belated birthday 🙂 what fun. How clever to be able to add recipes to your blog. Think many of them will become firm favourites in our house too. Are you managing to get Tom and Julia to eat onions yet??! X
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Hi Wendy and thanks for the birthday wishes.
Don’t tell Tom and Julia how many onions I sneak into dishes. The other night I made Swiss barley soup and added four large onions. That recipe is from my other blog http://cookingonpage32.wordpress.com
The direct link is https://cookingonpage32.wordpress.com/2012/05/01/swiss-barley-soup/
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