Back to school
Trip Start Sep 02, 2009
84Trip End Ongoing
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Day one at a new school is suppose to be a little bit nervy, but when 4/5īs of your class are old mates who know nothing, and the other student is an unfailing polite Belgian, the intimidation fades a touch. Our Belgian friend in his typically European way, speaks better English than Alex writes, he is fluent in Dutch and French and isnīt too shabby at German. (He claims he knew no Spanish but with his background he was always going to be the clever one in class). There was only really one heart sink moment- seeing the timetable on the wall: first up Quadruple Grammar.
Predictably we didnīt take like a duck to water with the Spanish like Johan, but when it came to the surf lesson we did resemble the feathered creature- just a lame one
Anyway the week has followed a basic pattern
0730: Struggle out of bed for coffee and cheese toasties (or some Muesli-like thing if youīre into that). Consider skipping school.
0800-1000: Grammar. We muddle through. Teacher occasionally laughs-occasionally despairs ("Lucy are you preoccupied""Whatīs so funny?""What are you two whispering about?""No""No""No")
1000-1200Ļ: Surf lesson. More muddling. Lots of falling. Occasional signs of improvement. Sore knees and twisted ankles.
1200-1300: Get out of wet clothes. Scoff food. Feel like we donīt want to go back to school
1300-1500: More muddling but more laughs. Get told we need to do homework. We say "si"
1500: Don't go and do homework straight away- go to bar for a beer and debrief
1600: Siestas, homework, internet, sleeping in hammock pretending to read book (my favourite)
1900: Food and drink in various locations
2200: This may seem a bit lame but if weīve had a particularly tough day this maybe bedtime
Whilst I could go on and on about the last 96hours that Alex has told me to write about, I fear if I go on much longer I may scare off anyone who gets round to reading this so I will finish with a few bits of important info and highlights
TOP OF THE CLASS- Johan (predictable). Chief is probably the best of the rest
SURF CONTEST CHAMPION- Me. (We had a competition judged by our Surfing International over ten waves. The marks were varied but yours truly won (not that I have a competitive edge you must understand). The rest of the time I have definitely not been the best but I think as all other "sportsman" would agree itīs all about peaking at the right time isnīt it?)
TOP GULLABLE MOMENT- Spanish teacher believing that Lucyīs homework had been eaten by a dog- priceless.
TOP "Canīt believe Iīm here" MOMENT- Last night we got taken by the guys running the hostel to some Quabecians pad in the next village
FEW WORDS ON MONTANITA- Grey skies, warm people, the happiest kids, hundreds of millions of wild dogs, good seafood, not great for meat, cocktail alley, chilled
Thatīs all Iīve really got to say for now. Pool competition awaits tonight and hopefully all the wasted hours of my youth will come to fruition on the coast of Ecuador. Next time we write we will probably be somewhere else and possibly jaded by a long bus ride
Adios (sorry, couldnīt resist)