From the Jungle of Chacala 🌴 And here we are — writing this update from the lush, humming jungle of Chacala! Before we go any further, dear friends — all of you who listen, support, and cheer us on — please remember: none of this would be possible without you. Your generosity, your messages, your steady connection — we’re in awe of how you’ve stuck with us through every twist, turn, and plot twist Lewy throws our way. Yes, of course, Lewy came to the tropics too — just to keep us humble. He tends to show up when we least expect it. Yesterday was one of those days. We all got gloriously carried away playing in the Pacific — the water perfect, the joy contagious. James, feeling great, ditched his hat (the sun seemed mild enough) and we’d had only a light breakfast — not quite enough fuel. I floated blissfully in the salty waves while James splashed near shore. But when we came back to the house, James suddenly crashed — exhausted, even after a good meal and plenty of water ...