So I'm back from camping, just about in one piece.
We arrived on the beach around 7 pm just as it got dark and the Galapagos Insects came out in force. Luckily the other volunteers had been there for a few hours and had kindly put our tent up for us. I therefore immediately got stuck into my dinner of tinned tuna and sweetcorn, which really was fine dining at its highest. Jamie Oliver take notes. Once full we all went and chilled out on the beach. The sand was almost as white as the beach in Santa Cruz but what made it unique was that we had the beach all to ourselves. Unfortunately there was a blanket of clouds in the sky and so we weren't able to pretend that we knew all the names of the constellations. We chatted for a while as hermit crabs crawled past us trying to find a home for the night. At around 11:30 we called it quits and went to bed.
I was awoken at 5:30 AM by a couple of the other volunteers doing conservation work who had to do a spot of bird watching. Normally anyone who wakes me at 5:30 would never get away with it, but I thought I would take advantage of the fact we had a beach all to ourselves and went for a swim. A couple of sea turtles were lounging around in the shallows and I occasionally caught a glimpse of a sea lion which I mistook to begin with for a shark. I may or may not have swam back to shore very quickly. After a breakfast of more tuna and some crackers, We played some beach football, which I unsurprisingly dominated due to my sporting prowess. After having worked up a sweat we all decided to go for another swim. I took off my shirt and ran into water. It was all going so well and looking like a member of Bay Watch I strode triumphantly in the water. Until I tripped over a rock. I received possibly the most devastating dead leg man has ever known and I am still feeling the effects of it now 10 hours on. But such is life.
At 1 pm we took a cab back into town at which point I remembered I had a lesson to teach in 3 hours time. I thus rapidly planned the most casual, chilled out lesson, consisting of a word search followed by hangman. They've all decided that since I wear glasses, I must naturally be Harry Potter. Therefore all the hangman words were either 'Harry Potter', 'Hermione' or 'Hogwarts'. Hilarious. Seeing as it's friday I let them all go early. Might surprise them all with a test on monday as revenge. I will ponder over it.
I think it's time for a rice update. My consumption of the dreaded carbohydrate has not ceased. The other day I was told I was having pasta for lunch and I was ecstatic. Pasta?! Could it be? I smelt the sweet smell of a tomato sauce and I salivated as my plate was brought over to me. I could hardly believe it when I was presented with a plate of tomato pasta. With a side portion or rice. However I have come up with a rather cunning plan of how to deal with the rice now. I have taken advantage of all the condiments in the house. I'm talking soy sauce, chilli sauce and even tomato ketchup. The family must think I am losing it but whatever it takes, I will try it. Any recommendations would be greatly appreciated.
That is about it for now. Tomorrow all the volunteers are getting together for a barbeque which should be very nice. Right now I am in the mood for a very chilled beer. Until next time.
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