I got up at 7. I just couldn't stay in bed any longer. But everyone else seemed to still be sleeping so I very quietly left the room to get myself breakfast. Watermelon, scrambled egg and they graced me with my favourite of French toast. My morning was filled by a couple hours at the beach before our last dive at 11. We had to wait for a storm to pass but once it had, we ventured out for the very last time. We ended it all with a barracuda and some turtles.
Our final lunch was a ham and cheese sandwich and chips. Some people after lunch volunteered to do some turtle blood testing. This would've included trying to catch the turtles in the first place and they are very strong. I passed on that one. Instead I went for a snorkel around the bay and saw a ton of turtles. Great way to end the trip.
I showered for the final time in Mexico and we finished the evening with an ecology quiz with dinner. This trip has been amazing. I am so glad I experienced this.
Toodles for now.
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Saturday, 25 November 2017
Saturday, 4 November 2017
Trip Day 9
Officially half way through the trip! Can't believe how quick it's going. 8 more days to go!
We were up at 6am for mammal tracking. Not my favourite one of the week but everyone had to do something twice and we ended up with this one. Still couldn't see and tracks myself though. We had gotten back about 10 so still a solid 3 hours until lunch with nothing to do. Treated myself to some snacks and sat down with my book and puzzles. This day was going so slowly so I half packed up my things. This was the last day in Calakmul. We leave tomorrow morning.
Lunch was a weird mixture of beans, mash and rice with lemon juice. After lunch was jungle skills with John in which we were split up into 3 groups and we had to follow coordinates and the winning group get a prize. We did arrived in first but apparently missed one of the points so we were disqualified.
For the final night there were sign ups to either monkeys or birds if you wanted to got on those and I love monkeys so of course I wanted to go see some in real life! I was so fast to that sheet and my name was top of the list. It was so cool! We saw Howler monkeys and spider monkeys in the wild. Some had babies on their backs and a small juvenile was just messing about in the trees. We also saw a crocodile. Not in the tree, in a swamp.
Dinner was spaghetti again with hibiscus water. And as tonight was our last night in Calakmul we had a bonfire with marshmallows! The movie 'Shutter Island' was put on the projector in the lecture room but as I'd already seen it, I knew what was going to happen so I only watched a little bit. I got some M&Ms from Tim's Tuck Shop and ate them by the fire. I also got Pringles for tomorrows journey back up north.
I was so tired I went to bed about 10, which for this last week at camp, was extremely late!
Toodles for now.
We were up at 6am for mammal tracking. Not my favourite one of the week but everyone had to do something twice and we ended up with this one. Still couldn't see and tracks myself though. We had gotten back about 10 so still a solid 3 hours until lunch with nothing to do. Treated myself to some snacks and sat down with my book and puzzles. This day was going so slowly so I half packed up my things. This was the last day in Calakmul. We leave tomorrow morning.
Lunch was a weird mixture of beans, mash and rice with lemon juice. After lunch was jungle skills with John in which we were split up into 3 groups and we had to follow coordinates and the winning group get a prize. We did arrived in first but apparently missed one of the points so we were disqualified.
For the final night there were sign ups to either monkeys or birds if you wanted to got on those and I love monkeys so of course I wanted to go see some in real life! I was so fast to that sheet and my name was top of the list. It was so cool! We saw Howler monkeys and spider monkeys in the wild. Some had babies on their backs and a small juvenile was just messing about in the trees. We also saw a crocodile. Not in the tree, in a swamp.
Dinner was spaghetti again with hibiscus water. And as tonight was our last night in Calakmul we had a bonfire with marshmallows! The movie 'Shutter Island' was put on the projector in the lecture room but as I'd already seen it, I knew what was going to happen so I only watched a little bit. I got some M&Ms from Tim's Tuck Shop and ate them by the fire. I also got Pringles for tomorrows journey back up north.
I was so tired I went to bed about 10, which for this last week at camp, was extremely late!
Toodles for now.
Monday, 8 February 2016
January 14th 2016
Before I knew it, today was going to be the worst day of my life so far.
As soon as I woke up I was constantly shuddering. I got up shuddering. Had a shower shuddering and left the house all while still shuddering. I knew kind of the reason but still not 100% why.
I left home and headed to my Grampy's house for 11 o'clock. Just to let you know, I was still shuddering.
Half 11 was the time it would all start. We were all sat squashed into 1 small room in our smart attire just waiting, not sure what to do. Half eleven came and we were all now standing outside the front gate watching down the road. Watching him come along slowly.
When he arrived, I couldn't look. It was too much. I got into the car and watched the funeral conductor walk my Grampy up the road past his home where he had lived for nearly 60 years.
We followed behind the hearse to the cremetorium. I was trying not to look because I knew I would start to cry so I chose quick glances. He lay there, still, with the Merchant Navy flag draped over him and our flower wreaths placed on top.
At the crematorium we were treated by the celebrant that was to do the service and gently asked me if I was still willing to read a small passage which I had agreed to a week or so ago. I nodded yes as when he asked, that was the moment I began to cry and could not stop. I went and sat down as I couldn't bear to follow him anymore. People I didn't think would come were there. The place was full.
Other than the celebrant. I was the only one to read anything. It was the hardest thing I have ever done but would do it again. I would do anything for my Grampy. I managed most of the passage without too much hassle but by the end I was crying.
Amazing Grace was one of the chosen songs for the service. I knew that before the service began. The thing I didn't know was the version played was played by bagpipes. I wept a little more. My Nanny was Scottish. Grampy's wife. She passed nearly 8 years ago. An emotional tribute to both of them.
After the service we had a wake. Food and drink and old photos. It was from then I stopped shuddering but I think that was from the alcohol I drank.
I went home later that day, ate pizza and went to sleep. I was glad it was over but also glad I could say one last goodbye to the world's most amazing man. In my eyes anyway.
As soon as I woke up I was constantly shuddering. I got up shuddering. Had a shower shuddering and left the house all while still shuddering. I knew kind of the reason but still not 100% why.
I left home and headed to my Grampy's house for 11 o'clock. Just to let you know, I was still shuddering.
Half 11 was the time it would all start. We were all sat squashed into 1 small room in our smart attire just waiting, not sure what to do. Half eleven came and we were all now standing outside the front gate watching down the road. Watching him come along slowly.
When he arrived, I couldn't look. It was too much. I got into the car and watched the funeral conductor walk my Grampy up the road past his home where he had lived for nearly 60 years.
We followed behind the hearse to the cremetorium. I was trying not to look because I knew I would start to cry so I chose quick glances. He lay there, still, with the Merchant Navy flag draped over him and our flower wreaths placed on top.
At the crematorium we were treated by the celebrant that was to do the service and gently asked me if I was still willing to read a small passage which I had agreed to a week or so ago. I nodded yes as when he asked, that was the moment I began to cry and could not stop. I went and sat down as I couldn't bear to follow him anymore. People I didn't think would come were there. The place was full.
Other than the celebrant. I was the only one to read anything. It was the hardest thing I have ever done but would do it again. I would do anything for my Grampy. I managed most of the passage without too much hassle but by the end I was crying.
Amazing Grace was one of the chosen songs for the service. I knew that before the service began. The thing I didn't know was the version played was played by bagpipes. I wept a little more. My Nanny was Scottish. Grampy's wife. She passed nearly 8 years ago. An emotional tribute to both of them.
After the service we had a wake. Food and drink and old photos. It was from then I stopped shuddering but I think that was from the alcohol I drank.
I went home later that day, ate pizza and went to sleep. I was glad it was over but also glad I could say one last goodbye to the world's most amazing man. In my eyes anyway.
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