This essentially amounts to climbing a coconut tree, reaching for a coconut while maintaining your balance, climbing down, breaking it open, and then drinking the milk/juice/water/whatever inside. If it doesn't sound like a marathon to you, maybe I didn't describe it adequately, because that shit was TOUGH. In order to break the coconut you have to whack it repeatedly against a rock for about an hour. It's only very infrequently that I feel like I'm some kind of mountain man, but today was one of those days. It was pretty damn rewarding.
I have a great video but unfortunately the internet is too slow to upload it. I fell from the tree the first time I tried to climb it and I've got some nasty gashes on my legs and my arms, but I'm happy I didn't break anything. Here are some pictures, and I think my ridiculous jubilation shows:
Tomorrow we are taking a field trip with the students to Chamarel and then I'm having my farewell dinner with my family and Sam's. Then I think I'll hit the bar for one last time on this awesome little island.
My flight is on 10:30 PM Saturday (2:30 PM in the States) and then I connect through Paris to Boston. I'll be back Sunday afternoon at 3:30 PM EST. I'm excited.
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