Wednesday, June 6th 2012
Dear Diary,
Today was a wonderful day in Paradise. The songbirds awoke me at dawn, and upon waking, I felt so refreshed and joyful.
Wait, let's back up. Those weren't songbirds. That was my cell phone at seven in the morning, screaming a Flo rida song in my ear. Thanks, Mel! :) No but seriously, there's a four hour time difference between myself and Denver. Don't call before noon, people, I will not answer.
The day started the same as usual, with a slow wake-up followed by work time. I worked with another person today sprucing up some pee gardens. yes, it's what it sounds like. We pee there. and yes, I said 'sprucing up.' Why shouldn't we pee in a beautiful place?
After work and a jungle shower, I hitched to town with the girl I worked with. I'm realizing that I find hitchhiking totally amusing and really enjoy doing it. I think it's because it's one of the things I can do here that I would never ever attempt back home. Only crazy crackheads do that shit in Denver, right? I wouldn't know.
Anyhoo, I bought some groceries. I bought cheese. I couldn't help it. I love that shit. I also got some sopressatta to go with it, and bottle of Tempranillo. Keeping it classy in the jungle, that's me. Well, kind of. I also bought a tiny bag of BBQ chips and a gingerale. Because screw it. I'm living in paradise, and I'm going to eat what makes me happy.
Pig update: i have seen as many as four pigs at one time (this happened one very moonlit night after I had gone to bed. I heard them rummaging around and so watched them from inside my tent). I'm still working on not allowing them to scare me, but honestly, when you're walking through the jungle at night, and it's pitch black except for the light from your headlamp, anticipating a dark-colored animal emerging from the shadows is pretty much impossible. So for now we'll say that they definitely still startle me, and only scare me a little.
I hope that those I sent postcards to have begun receiving them. :)
Until tomorrow,
Aloha
