Sickness, dickheads, goodbyes, power rum & singing
Trip Start Jul 12, 2012
67Trip End Sep 21, 2012
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Still I got up to say goodbye to Ben and Jack as I won't see them again on this trip :( after I literally went straight back to bed till 11am when I could no longer sleep because of the heat. Decided to at least be productive today and do a photo upload/try and do some of the blog, both of which I am really far behind on! Managed to drag myself up the mammoth hill at Little Morgans (where I tried to rescue a butterfly from being eaten by a spider) and found the hotel that I could use the internet at. It took me four hours but I managed to do all of my photos while I sweated away in this tiny room with no fan.
Was more than ready to get away from the computer and walked back realising, on the way, that I was meant to be getting a pedicure at 4 and it was now 5. I felt really bad and she seemed annoyed but apparently didn't have her pedicure stuff with her so I was slightly suspicious that she had also forgotten. Rearranged it for tomorrow morning though as I am desperate for one! Feet get pretty grubby when you're travelling.
It's absolutely baking today so I
tried to cool off on a hammock before giving up an heading up into the treehouse to watch the sunset with Grace, Riley, Tim and Fiona. Not gonna lie, watching the sunset behind a huge volcano is pretty cool. Carlo came up as well and I arranged to meet them later, apparently they're leaving tomorrow which sucks, especially as I thought we might get bikes but there you go. Everyone keeps leaving me slowly!
Unfortunately had pasta for dinner which was what I had thrown up yesterday, it had so much garlic though so I was pretty happy. After I went to Carlo's hotel, I think it's actually nicer than Little Morgans-nice rooms with ensuite and wifi that actually works, shocking! After a brief power cut the boys got ready and we went back to Little Morgans and got there just in time as it started pelting it down with rain. The rest were there playing cards in the semi dark (another power cut) and they all couldn't really be bothered to drink, didn't go exactly that way though! Eventually Carlo and his friends left, so that's another one of the group down!
The others got on the 'power rum'- some kind of lethal rum connection and got incredibly drunk. They tried to get me to have a drink but I took two mouthfuls of my vodka before i felt nauseous, no alcohol for me! Riley then had to drink it and ended up throwing up, oops. Grace and Fiona were meant to be leaving tomorrow too, can't see that happening now. Was pretty hilarious though as they kept all telling me how beautiful I was and that they loved me! Bless them. Fiona, who has a lovely singing voice, discovered that I can remotely sing, kept praising me saying I was an amazing singer and kept making me sing. This then turned into the group making me sing. I actually for once didn't hate singing in front of people so much, it was also pretty cool doing duets with Fiona as she's awesome at harmonies. Definitely didn't mind the mass of compliments though, it was also ridiculously funny, although I'm sure it was mostly the power rum talking!
We basically had control of the music all night but there was this proper douche sat next to me, chocking me in cigarette smoke. Firstly, I came back from sorting out music and he went to drink from my water bottle. I was like 'uh, excuse me', he told me he'd just filled it up for me when I had literally just done it and then said that he'd chugged like half of it while I was away! I was so fucked off I didn't even know him or what diseases (I am
now ill) he might have and I'd only just fucking bought the bottle because I'd left mine at restaurant. So that really pissed me off. Then Fiona had selected Backstreet Boys as her next song, I was unsure on the choice considering the crowd but put it on for her anyway, the dickhead aids spreader throw a fucking lit cigarette at me. I kicked off and screamed at him as I was in the middle of changing the song (I was right it wasn't popular). While I was trying to find a song still he threw another one at me. I was so freaking mad and told him I would punch him in the fucking face if he did anything like that again. He then made me a reed flower in apology which I don't really think covered it. DICK.
After singing one final song (Ironic, Alanis Morissette) at 2am we all went off to bed. Really don't think Grace and Fiona will be getting up at 7am to go to Costa Rica tomorrow!