Trip to Waterfall

Saturday night in Puerto Baquerizo Moreno is lively. The main street is a wash with kids until late and the bars are full with both locals and tourists. People either shoot pool or dance to Hispanic remixes of Black Eyed Peas and Justin Bieber. Everybody jumps from one bar to the other and the night seems to go on and on. I went home fairly early as for some reason I had agreed to get up at 8 the next morning. I managed to watch 25 minutes of the Arsenal match at 9 am before I went to meet the other volunteers to go to a waterfall. Taxis in San Cristobal are very slightly different to your standard London black cab. They’re all pick up trucks and so one can either sit in the car or in the open top boot at the back. I foolishly sat in the back. The journey lasted 45 minutes and was spent for the majority of the time on a rocky dirt track, which consequently meant that by the time we arrived I couldn’t feel the lower half of my body. We then walked for 25 minutes through the highlands of San Cristobal until we reached the waterfall, which really was beautiful. It was around 5 metres high and the clear pool at the bottom was deep and warm enough to swim in, however I was not warned before that the pool was inhabited by giant prawns which bit your feet. That was certainly a surprise. We stayed there for roughly 40 minutes before we returned to the spot where we had been dropped off. There was a little chill out room where we ate the passion fruits we had picked en route and played some more pool. We got back to town around 2 and I had to rush back home to apologise to the family for not telling them I wouldn’t be there for lunch. However they seem really chilled about that sort of thing and so I didn’t get the beating I was expecting. They kindly kept food back for me. A huge plate of….Rice! I’ve decided I’m going to need to start running to burn off all these carbs.

I’m now chilling in my room about to start writing out the test for the kids. I’m actually in a pretty good mood so I don’t think I will make it too impossible, but if I catch any of them cheating, god have mercy on them. Most of them actually are well behaved and obviously want to learn. They are there out of their own free will as it’s not part of their local school. However in one class there is a small group of 13 olds who think they’re the dogs’ bollocks. A couple of times I’ve asked them a question and they just stare back with this arrogant grin as though to say they couldn’t give a toss. I’m going to be running a tight ship so I might have to assert my dominance to bring them down a few pegs. I don’t quite know yet what I will do, but don’t worry it will be totally legal…ish.

So that’s about it for now. My sunburn is rather painful so I’m feeling a bit sorry for myself. Keep me in your thoughts and prayers. Until next time.