Just a nice morning Jog

So on Sat. mornings I try to do some sort of exercises in case I am stuck at the host family house all day. I try to wake up before the villagers get there day started which makes my running time around 6am. I take the only really safe path down the main road for Diamonds to the end (the gap) were it meets up with the main windward highway. It was such a nice jog. Not many people were out to see me go by. As a reached the end of the road, were then I would turn around, excited to see the silly cow that is usually there but not today. The cow was handing from straps on a post dead and striped of its skin and being cut in half. Need I say the rest of the jog was horrible. I almost cried. Aparently that is the butchers house. O lucky me the butcher is right on my running path. I cannot wait to see what is next. As I was eating oatmeal a loud horn with off. Not knowing what the horn meant I asked. The horn means the meat is ready which across is the nice dead cow. Yep just another morning here in St. Vincent. Always experiencing and seeing something new.