Woke up with adventure on my mind
Rolled up to the airport before the sun hit the sky
Met up with the men for others from Dallas
And then we headed off to the tropical palace
Miami to San Juan to Tortola then Gorda,
Those were the connecting flights in order
Three planes and a boat, it took to arrive
At guavaberry, the mosquito paradise.
We met Casey and Jeff, then hit the beds,
Awake for one day, we had to rest our heads,
Then the next day broke, to eggs and meat
And then Mrs. Laura made us an educational treat
We I.D’d the fish that live near the island
Causing my excitement to keep on piling
And so we hit the water, and with outrageous zeal
We spotted trumpetfish and moray eels
This part is just about today, not: yesterday: Today I awoke to discover that a family of Mosquitos had thanksgiving on me. My roommates Marko, Christian, Jackson, and Henry woke with sweat on their brow from the humidity. Then, after eggs and fruit and class, we hit the water. My group, sea dragons, was led by Caitlin and Jeff to Great Dog Island, home to the aforementioned Chimney. Jeff took me, Alex, Jackson and Chris through a wild display of diverse wildlife, where we spotted trumpetfish, fire coral, and even squid ink! I witnessed a ravenous mob of parrotfish and blue tang ambush a colony of coral, while a goat fish dive bombed into the ground. I observed as bubbles from Jeff’s scuba gear arose to the shining surface above us. When the dive ended, we met the other team, the Sea Monkeys, to dissect a freshly expired lionfish, an invasive species. We cut it open and saw its entrails..whoops! Dinkleberg (that’s our conversational safety word, U.O.E.N.O.) Afterwards, we showered and ate pizza at Mad Dog’s while conversing about fronting, tripping, and the fact that I guessed which suburb of Philadelphia Caitlin grew up in (It’s because this band I like always talks about this one suburb in their music, so I just guessed what I knew). Garret won the ring game. Then, after filling out our log books, a small rainstorm blew through. We took shelter in the commissary to take a quiz and write this blog. I realize that this is a very happy island, a convergence of a zest for life in general. Thank you, mom and dad, for this opportunity, and thank you to the people at Dive BVI, Mr. Kirby, Dr. Gruninger and Sr. Waits for teaching us.
That’s me on the right.
