Today was our tourist day. So today, no major insights on life, the universe, and everything. Today was more fun and games oriented. We really didn’t have much chance to interact with the locals today, which was both happy and sad. Happy, because we grew closer together as a group, but also sad, because the people here are amazing. So. On to the narration of the day:
Breakfast was on your own, as opposed to all previous days. There was food out. Take some. Clean any and all dishes you use. Afterwards, get in the vans for a two hour car ride to YS falls. Leg room was of no object. Seatbelts were non-existent. You were at the mercy of every bump on the road. Once we were there, the falls were great. There was a rope swing over the falls with a 15 foot drop or so below. The purpose was to swing out and drop.
As you can tell by the pictures, people had a great time. It took Mel a little while to finally go. (Waiting a good couple of minutes before finally swinging out, even with the rope in his hands and a deal with Crystal that if she went, he would go.) There was also a spot to jump directly down the falls. like so:
Then, before lunch, everyone went swimming. And there were more than a few people getting dunked under the water. (I think Emily C still has to get me back for dunking her. I’m scared…) And then came lunch. It’s quite surprising how many ways you can prepare rice, beans, chicken, and coleslaw. (That’s a significant portion of what we’ve been eating here, yet it never seems to get old.)
Then came the car ride back, where I discovered Caleb is quite good at chess. (Adam has a chess app on his phone and we played.) We arrived back to JRM in time to shower and leave for dinner. Dinner was… Interesting. They have a pretty good cheesesteak here. Mango salad dressing is good. And then there was Geoff and Caleb. They ordered full fishes. They also ate the brains and eyeballs. Caleb’s narration of eating the brain… “Here’s the frontal lobe…” So yeah. I think that’s all I need to say on that subject. Moving on.
On the way back, discussion in the car was weird. There is apparently a drug called “Yeah Mon” that slowly gives Americans some of the mannerisms of Jamaicans, and they’ve made sure it’s been in all of our food, Sierra has trouble pronouncing “Massachusetts” and we pretty much all acknowledged that it’s much more fun with Ben here. Now I’m going to let Alyssa decide what pictures to put in here and go join everyone else on the roof, admiring the view. Signing off.