It’s Noisy In The Jungle

17 Apr

Living forty feet from beautiful Laguna Bacalar, thirty minutes from the southern-most border of Mexico and Belize has its disadvantages, not many, but one in particular. It’s noisy, with screechy birds, and the neighbors.

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Neighbors To The South

Sound travels without buffer over the water. We can hear the conversation on a boat out on the lake from quite a far distance. Strange voices make the dogs go ballistic, barking and being the guard dogs that they think they are. The music from the neighbors can also seem like it’s in our bedroom. Thank God for earplugs.

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Princesa Luna, Intrepid Guard Dog with a Big Voice

It doesn’t help that we live in a concrete bunker and sound bounces and echoes throughout the house. It’s beautiful but a bunker. Rugs help, but not much.

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The Hammock – My Favorite Spot

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Large Windows and Doors for Air-Circulation (no air conditioning)

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The View From the Laguna

For three days this week we’ve been listening to the roar of chainsaws. They seemed close, but it’s hard to approximate with just sound. Yesterday we were in a near panic. Who is tearing up the jungle to pave paradise and put up a parking lot?

I finally walked to the end of our dock with my binoculars. To my surprise and relief there were guys making repairs to the dock that belongs to our neighbor two lots south of us. Such relief.

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Checking Out the New Dock With Neighbor and Fellow Kayaker Teresa

The inconvenience of birds, a party to which we were not invited, barking dogs and the rare sound of chainsaws is not unique to living in Mexico. We bump into each other as humans in so many ways. For the most part, I’m just fine with it. Thank God for earplugs. DOS TORTAS

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4 Responses to “It’s Noisy In The Jungle”

  1. Emilie's avatar
    emilievardaman April 17, 2016 at 7:17 pm #

    One thing I have learned is that Mexico = barking dogs! I am so appreciative of my earplugs.

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  2. Karen Hodgens's avatar
    Karen Hodgens April 18, 2016 at 10:12 am #

    Years ago I stayed at a place carved out of the jungle on the Osa Peninsula of Costa Rica called Poor Man’s Paradise. The jungle is noisy, especially at night–insects, birds, howler monkeys, and heaven only knows what else. At least there weren’t neighbors and I don’t remember hearing dogs either. Yes, ear plugs are handy. I have the noisy neighbors above me here in the condo. And the dogs. All relative I guess. Bigs hugs!

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    • afish25's avatar
      afish25 April 18, 2016 at 10:15 am #

      There are howler monkeys but not near us. They are LOUD. Some days the birds park themselves outside our window and sing away. I give thanks for our noisy jungle. Hugs.

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