Day 4
Today, I awoke to the crowing of roosters, and the shuffling of feet. It was 7 o clock, and my whole crew moseyed on Down to the commissary to dine on Donuts and nutri grain bars. Dr. Gore debriefed is on everything to know about turtles. I think I can finally determine whether a turtle is green or a hawksbill. Then, Laura, Mem and Jeff and Dr. Gore took us Sea Dragons on a snorkel to find and tag turtles. We were attached to a float and dragged by the boat. I was the first to spot a turtle, but the little guy was way too speedy for me to catch. After a few more attempts to catch the turtles, it started raining hard, affecting our visibility. This made turtle-acquisition even more difficult. The sea was unkind to us, bestowing no turtles upon the crew. We sat on the bench on the way back to the shore with sad looks upon our faces. Then, luck turned around for us. Some Puerto Rican tourists ate lunch next to us, speaking their native tongue. I thought it was Portuguese, so I thought that was kind of neat. Doc dared me and Double H (Henry) to talk to them, and Mr. Waits, my AP Spanish teacher, said it would be a grade. Although they were seemingly interesting, I didn’t want to disrespect their cultural upbringing by botching their native language. Then, our dearest friend, Glenn, found some other tourists that needed a lift to the Baths. They were females from UNC who were intrigued by Alex’s flexible eyebrows, and gladly accompanied us on our taxi. I discussed college with them briefly and it turned out that they are friends with a Dallas Jesuit graduate. When Glenn dropped them off before us, an unnamed passenger confessed to them that he “loved them.” Then, us Jesuiites ventured to Savannah bay to identify sea slugs and urchins, followed by a short snorkel. For an hour afterwards, we played frisbee. Then Caitlin told me that she went to high school with members of that band that I like. That was kind of neat. This preceded a lasagna and ziti filled dinner, which tasted awesome. I mean, you don’t even know how good it was. This picture is not me.
