I think it might be day five of our journey. I'm not really sure, though. I lost all sense of time by the first night really. It’s dark now. That’s not saying much, though, seeing as how it gets dark around 5pm. I’m writing by candlelight on the beach and watching thousands of leaf-cutter ants work endlessly. There must be a line of them at least 3m long moving in both directions across the beach. Talk about a sustainable living community. The speed and uniformity they work at is crazy. If you were to put a rock in the entrance of their hole, they would simply drop the leafs they have, go back out for more, and stock pile them until they could get back in.
I stepped on a sea urchin yesterday. It sucked for a while-well, until I got drunk, then it didn’t hurt any more. But then when I woke up and tried to walk, I was painfully reminded of yesterday’s actions. If you go walking on the reef, make sure to wear sandals because they are like land mines that cover the reef. They are everywhere. They are a huge pain to try and get out of your foot. I spent hours trying to get them out. There were probably a half-dozen little spikes in my foot. I spent the rest of the day recouping from my hours under the knife by sleeping the better part of the day in a hammock.
Last night J, the owner, took the whole hostel out to town to play Edward 40 Hands and to watch the football game. It was rad. We went to the liquor store and bought two 40-ounce bottles of beer. Then, on the way out of the liquor store, J took duct tape and taped the 40s to our hands. This means you can’t go to the bathroom or put the beers down until you are done with both of them! Then we showed up in town to watch the game. I can only imagine what the people must have thought when all these gringos showed up with beer taped to their hands!
Poor Serina feel into the ditch on the way back from town last night. She got beat up pretty bad, and J had to drive her to the hospital drunk. Then he kept hitting on her while she was lying on the hospital bed in pain. Ha. J has no shame in his game. Later on we will find out that Serina wouldn’t be the last to fall into this shallow grave.