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... but eventually we had to go out to get on the boat for snorkeling. The boat ride to the snorkeling spot was amazing and relaxing! I got a little sea sick once we anchored, but I just jumped in the water with all my snorkeling gear so I was fine. Snorkeling was cool but I had trouble breathing and my mouth piece was broken. It's also sort of gross because everyone bites the same thing that has been on a ton of other people's mouths. ...
... that the second half was much, much steeper. I can say with all honesty, walking up the rest of that mountain was the most physically demanding thing I have done in my life. Imagine yourself, walking up a 70 degree incline in 95 degree humid weather for an hour. The sun was on me, my head was beating, my vision was blurring and my legs were extremely strained. I had no Gatorade left and no water in the first place. I seriously thought I was going to pass ...
... lizards. They are not my friends. I'm grateful that that's all we have though because the room above us has cockroaches, rats and last night there was a snake in their bathroom. Me and Olivia showered and decided to go for a walk on the beach. We took pictures and just enjoyed the beautiful ocean scenery. There were also a ton of cute puppies running around. Leadership was so much fun tonight! We were put into groups of 4 and had 15 minutes ...
... of us to make our vision into reality. These thoughts were swimming around in my mind as I met all of Rick's friends and heard their stories.
The night after I got there was New Year's Eve so we celebrated at Rick's friend's house with a small group of people. One of the guys was roasting a huge pig over an open pit so I made some guacamole to go along with Rick's ceviche. We had a big feast and ...
... in sight, that is, until my home stay
in a small “campo” outside of Rio San
Juan, Puerta Plata, Dominican Republic. As a part of the foundation’s volunteer
orientation, our boss had her husband take us out the land of cocoa farming,
cow milking, river baths, and—most notably—latrines. Her husband Freddie is a
quiet, taciturn man. He is often spotted in various spots around town with
three other grown ...