Today was another day off so, after an early breakfast of cereal we jumped into the back of a pickup truck. The girls and I stand up front, jumping over every bump while the others sit squished on the floor. After forty minutes of bugs flying in your mouth, singing and enjoying the breeze, we […]
Category Archives: Central America
I literally just want to chop my feet off- I think it would be less pain. Though, at the station Wade hooks me up with some tape and I suss out some antiseptic cream. At ten o’clock is a discussion lead by volunteer Jacqui in the Cabana. Here in Ostional the locals harvest the turtle […]
It was finally everyone’s day off in Ostional so we wake up early to catch the bus to Playa San Juanillo. Though, as a result of last nights patrolling shifts, I now had two throbbing feet. The blisters were massive and a couple had popped walking home over the rocky gravel road- sorry for the […]