Thursday, June 17, 2010- Zanzibar day 24

I went back to Marnee and Davids room after I wrote the last blog and put some more of that yellow goop in my eye with their help and they were so grossed out. It hurt like hell and I ended up finding my visene while I was packing so I put some in, grabbed my eyeshades and called it a night.

Ive heard that malarone has been making people have really crazy dreams and I haven't really experienced that yet until last night.

I can't remember what dream I had but I remember waking up screaming and my heart was racing like crazy. It felt so real! Lily ans Jessica didn't hear me I guess but it was crazy nonetheless.

And, yes, Denice (my only avid reader from what I can tell ;) ) the meds seem to be working. I didn't take the pills because I didn't know what they were kind of sketch and I don't know what they were but just two applications of the yellow cream of death has taken the symptoms down incredibly. I stuck to wearing my glasses today and applying it three times so far and it seems to be doing okay.

I slept in today and it felt amazing! Now I want to let you know what time I qualify as sleeping in on this trip: 8:30. AM. :) the California me would die if she heard that.

So I got up, ate breakfast and we all decided to lay out by the hotels pool in the morning. David, Marco, Steven, and Andrea decided to go fishing with Soodi today but with my eye issues and a desperate need to make my back side match my front side in tanning capability, I opted to stay with the girls. Alivianna, Marnee, Selina, and Mary had a really great time laying out and getting in the pool. Around 10:30 we decided to do some drinking since we didn't have to teach today. We started with the rest of Selinas Konyagi, which is pretty much the grosest thing ever. We did Konyagi and coke with a beer. Then another beer. Then another. And another. Pretty soon it was 1 and we were drunk, tan, and starving. The hotel once again didn't make enough food for us so we finally did what we've been threatening to do for the last couple weeks: we decided to go to the hotel about a mile away for food.

We all went to our rooms to drop stuff off and some of the girls did laundry and I napped in a hammock. David came home from fishing and came with us as we went down the beach to walk toward the hotel. We were excited to get to the hotel and see an amazing huge pool with a bar in the middle of it and an amazing looking hotel. Nothing like kichanga. We couldn't imagine how much it cost to stay THERE because kichanga charges 250 dollars a night.

We walked in to find a restaurant and we saw a really nice bar area that I felt bad for walking in without clothes other than a bikini top and shorts. We sat down next to a tv that was playing the Argentina vs. Korea world cup game. The menu was amazing. And! Unlike kichanga they had EVERYTHING on their menu available. (kichanga has a menu that they put out everyday and the only thing they have on it consistenly is pasta.) we ordered a couple drinks and burgers. It was a huge burger that came with fries and a salad fiiiiilled with cucumbers. We hung out and had a really good time. Selina wanted to go to the village but we couldn't because we were all wearing bikini tops so she decided she was going to go alone and come in the dark, which I thought was stupid, but I'm not her mother so there's not much I can do.

We met up with Clara, Estella, and Yao an we left Selina with them. They told us the tide is too high for us to take the beach but we figured we'd be okay if we hurried. We were really wrong.

We were fine for the first couple minutes and we got to the first of three little coves and the water got so high it took my shorts over which I immediately regretted not putting them in my bag. The water got more and more furious and we were holding cameras and electronics high above our heads and praying we wouldn't fall. The rocks everywhere on the ground didn't help because every time we stepped on a rock we'd trip and half fall in the water. It was hilarious but also scary as I was carrying my new pride and joy of a camera.

Alivianna was ahead of us and we saw her face the ocean as a huge wave came to protect her backpack that had her journal in it, and the water basically took her over, getting both sides and splashing all over her. We finally made it home with safe electronics, bruised feet bottoms and wet clothes. Aliviannas journal was surprisingly dry and we were all exhausted.