Hotel Flying Crocodile
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... dozed off for some time and was awoken by a
shiver…I was cold?! A breeze had picked up and although I was in pants and
longs sleeves I was cold. I moved indoors and once again contemplated doing
some work, it was only 9pm. I decided instead to just give in to my exhaustion;
I would wake up early and catch the sunrise. I consented to do my work when I
was back in Upala. I climbed under the fluffy comforter and was fast asleep in
no time. ...
... to get someone to call our hotel for help, we walked over.
We were greeted by a machete wielding older guy...I tried to explain our dilemma in spanish and asked for him to call the hotel...but stupid us didn't bring the number and he apparently had no way to look it up. All the while we were talking, his machete is flying about with each hand gesture. I was sure we were going to be cut up for bait any second. No way was I leaving Robin there. The good news is ...
... to control the speed and provide the brakes, we were hooked on from our backs and our bums, and off we went, flying like a bird above the rainforest from one mountain to another… absolutely insane! It was genuinely one of the weirdest feelings I’ve ever had… we were so high above the rainforest and with no control whatsoever. It was so exhilarating, yet at the same time when I reached the middle of the line I did get a little ...
... I could stand up on the paddle board - which I affectionately call the "special needs" surf board. I know in education they talk about resilience as the key to students having success in school. But this resilience must be very fragile. We returned to the beach in the afternoon to try some more surfing. I had a couple of moments of actual almost maybe standing on a regular (not remedial) board. But if I hadn't I'm not sure how infinite my own resilience might be - or how ...
... the rolling waves of the ocean put it to a revamped version of "Row Row Row Your Boat" (Paddle Paddle Paddle your Kayak) and you have a comedy on your hands.
When we arrived at the island the students immediately took off to collect shells and look for specimen in the tide pools (they were scientists and didn't even know it. I told you I would sneak learning in when they weren't looking). They were sorely disappointed when I informed them that the island ...