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DSCN1985crI’m enjoying the art and science of soapmaking and  tried my hand at another soap loaf on the weekend. I incorporated lemon peel and orange peel to give the soap a high exfoliation factor, along with shea butter and avocado oil for their moisturizing properties. This formulation is intended as a soap for gardener’s, or mechanics, or whomever needs a little extra zing to help with cleaning their hands.DSCN1981

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My third soapmaking experiment is heavy on the olive oil, giving it more of a castille-like quality than the first two loaves. This time I scented it with lavender, tea tree and Rosemary essential oils and added a bit of French green clay.

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Monday night I presented Project 1 from the Entertaining Speaker manual. The objectives were to (1) entertain the audience by relating a personal experience; and (2) organize an entertaining speech for maximum input. The timing was 5-7 minutes – with a 30 second grace period.  I cut about 300 words but presented very much in a storyteller fashion and ended up included some of those bits. Duh, I ran out of time before stating my conclusion.

Talking to Strangers

Madame Toastmaster and fellow toastmasters when I explore a new city or town I wander around on foot and spend time soaking up the atmosphere in public squares and outdoor cafes. I observe, absorb and engage with my surroundings. One of the things I’ve noticed is that strangers are more apt to talk to me when I’m travelling by myself. Sometimes they initiate a conversation and other times I do.

Now, I talked to a lot of strangers when I was backpacking in Mexico and South America. I met many travellers and many warm, friendly, curious locals. There was one day though where my encounters with strangers were a bit strange.

I had been travelling for a little over two months when I reached La Paz. I arrived late in the afternoon and the next morning I was off to explore the Witch’s Market. I was walking around taking things in when someone with a southern US drawl called out to me. Now, when someone starts talking to you in your native language the natural reaction is to turn and look but I had read in my Lonely Planet guide that you have to be very wary in this market. I didn’t look. He continued to call out, “Hey are you an American?” “Can you help me. I really need your help.” It sounded like he was above me and about 50 metres away. It didnt’ make sense for him to be centering me out. I felt like prey. You know how an animal tries to make itself look bigger when its threatened. Well, I pretended I was German. Sometimes it’s better not to talk to strangers.

A couple hours later I was sitting on a bench in Plaza Murillo. It’s the main square and full of people and pigeons. A woman sat down beside me and we started chatting. She said she was a tourist from Mexico and showed me her passport. After a few minutes of small talk she asked if I would take her picture by the cathedral. We were facing the presidential palace. I turned my head and looked over at the cathedral. There were fifty or so people sitting on the steps. She could have asked any of them but I said ok.

We walked over and she said she wanted to be photographed inside. We went inside and she handed me her camera. She moved towards a dimly lit area. By this point I was getting a little annoyed. I was fidgeting with her camera which seemed to be broke. My photographer instincts were saying this spot had no reference to the actual place. My gut told me something was wrong.

At that moment a man approached us and said he was a tourist police. He showed me his ID. He said it was illegal to take pictures in the cathedral and asked for our passports. She immediately handed hers over. I told him that I didn’t believe him, that I’m not carrying my passport and that even if it were true it was irrelevant as I had not yet taken a photo. My Spanish wasn’t great and neither was their English. He persisted and insisted we go to my hostel to get my passport. I walked out of the church with them and I headed directly over to the guards at the adjacent congress building.

I tried to explain to them that this couple were about to rob me but I didn’t know the Spanish words for thief or robbery or scam artists. While this was happening the tourist police fled in an awaiting car and the tourist disappeared. There was no point pursuing this. The guards couldn’t understand me and the thieves were gone. I left the square and headed for my hostel.

I was about a block out of the square and the woman came up beside me again. She was still pretending to be a tourist. She feigned surprise about her accomplice being a criminal. I asked her why she wasn’t upset about someone driving off with her passport. She finally understood that I knew she was part of the scam. The car with the fake police officer came up beside us.  I didn’t see it and was startled but she had signalled to him to let it go. He handed over her passport and said he’ll let us off with a warning this time.

You never know where a random interaction or conversation will lead. Most of the time, talking to strangers is a pleasant diversion. Just observe, absorb and engage in the moment. … Madame Toastmaster.

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Soap loaf #2: Lemongrass

DSCN1956crOk, I’m on a soapmaking roll. I made my second batch the other day and I’m very pleased with it. Actually, I think it’s beautiful! I used a slightly different oil combo this time and added lemongrass and a hint of lavender essential oils for scent. It smells amazing! I also included calendula petals and annatto seed powder for texture and colour.

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DSCN1919I made my first loaf of soap the other day and today I removed it from the mold and cut it into bars. I had read about all the things that could go wrong but everything went smoothly. The soap is scented with Geranium and Lavender and coloured with a bit of red iron oxide and blue ultramarine pigments. I debated whether or not to use scents and colouring in my very first batch. I couldn’t resist trying the essential oils and I made a last minute decision while waiting for the oils and lye water to cool to include colourants. It smells wonderful although I went kind of light on the essential oils.  I only used a small amount of colourant and it’s a much deeper hue than I had anticipated. Now it needs to cure and in four weeks it will be ready to use. I’m a soapmaker!DSCN1918

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