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Jan 25 2010
[Ana] [Journal] Pick up
We rode in the back of a pick up. We saw lots of stars. I squatted!! My Dad rode in the back of a pick up. He saw in Shuawzell a this is what he saw: ocean, the view, houses, sun and feilds. It was buityful!! And my mom and dad went out for a date.Comments [0]
Jan 25 2010
[Ana] [Journal] New Jewrewslem
We went to New Jewrewslem. There are 3 pools. Ones Hot with 3 showers coming in to the pool. The second one is warm with 2 showers coming in to the pool. The third is cold with one shower coming in to the pool. The Hot is up High the warm is down low the cold is the lowest. Were you have to get to the pools is like the botanical gardens. Aha!! (its a jungle) my friends were suprised cause I stayed under the cold shower pretty much the hole time. Ann!!
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Jan 15 2010
[Ana] [Creative Writing] Masschivyes Nancy
One day Nancy was geting ready for a party. She thot out loud I'll steal my mom's braslet and Ipod. So she did. Meanwhile her big sister was liesting as youshwell. Ok now she snuck out to the party and had a great time. But when she got home her sister was waiting for her and then marched her to the mom and the mom was mad. But Nancy felt bad gave the stuff back. so the Mom for gave her!! So they lived happily ever after!! The end!!
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Jan 6 2010
[Ana] Lots of stuff
We went to a beach cold Margotout. We went to that beach twice in a row. The first time we went for dinner and my mom wished she had brot her bathing suit. The seocond time we went my Dad did not come he had to work. My grandma and grampa liked going to the beach. We sow a cow running from a cowboy at the beach. Boy that was a site!! I went snorkeling!! It was fun. My mom spent pritty much the hole time in the water. Grandma whatched Reuben. ok by!!
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Jan 2 2010
Soufriere logistics
If you want to get your car washed in Soufriere, you go to Car Wash Man 1 block north of the Catholic Church. If you want to buy rotis shells, you go put in your order with Sabrina -- she's on the second floor of the white house with brown doors a block up from the hospital. Her curtains have a floral print. Yell, "Sabrina!", she'll come out onto her balcony, and place your order.
If you need fish in any quantity, go to the dock when you hear the loud horn. If you have beer bottles to return, you give them to the guy with the shopping cart at the Saturday market. Get there by 9am. If you want tamarin balls, see Lucy at the clothing store a block north of the supermarket.
Need bananas? Let Margarita know; she'll drop them by your place on the way to her job at the auto parts store. Fresh bread? Get to the bakery by 8am. Cake? To the bakery between 10am and noon. Rotis? To the bakery between 1 and 2.
If you want fresh beef, you're too late -- they slaughtered the bull last Thursday.
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Dec 30 2009
Making peace with bugs
When we first arrived in St. Lucia, the Canadian health nurse's warnings of all the loathsome diseases awaiting us were fresh in mind. We were terrified to step foot outside.
The paranoia lasted about 24 hours. You know what, there are disease-carrying bugs in North America too (e.g. Lyme disease) and there are more mosquitoes in my backyard in Nelson than there are in my backyard in Soufriere. We're getting bitten (those are Ana's legs in the picture above) but we're adjusting too. We're wearing more bug repellant and we're experimenting with earth-friendly stuff like lime juice and lemongrass. We're closing the doors when we can and keeping the fans on. We're encouraging the geckos to go about their bug-eating business, and we're letting the landlords fumigate on their schedule, even though pesticides bother Gina's conscience. But most of all, we're just not worrying. So far, the only thing that's infected us is the happy, relaxed disposition of the locals.
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Dec 29 2009
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