Saturday, September 29, 2007

Today was a good day, slept really well, woke up to the silence of a Saturday, and was not tired. Although we have to cook for ourselves on the weekends, we managed, thanks to Heather and Erin, who made Cream of Wheat for everyone, minus the little ones, who got cereal. After breakfast and dish duty, I chatted with Vogley while I waited for Mel to get ready to go to Sonel’s. We had to make our visit early today because we were going to be leaving for the far west at 11 or as soon as Erin was done with her class. Once we were all packed up and ready to go we checked the tires, filled one with air and headed off to the Orphanage. We had to stop there so that I could get a few things and Heather could drop off her suitcase. Being that we left there at close to 1, we stopped at that pizza place I went to on Wednesday, when we went to Saliens-Myette. It is so good there, and for the people who had not been there they were very surprised at this place. We had two pizzas and this time got ice cream on the way out. I however, opted for an apple since I had not had one in a very long time. After check out and drink refill we started the long haul out to Miss Pats, which was great this time because we had luggage sliding all over the place. We made it ok though and got unpacked and showered and acquainted while we were waiting for dinner time, it was about 3 when we got there. Roland and I took a walk around the village looking for his friend that works for Miss Pat and through this I got to see some more of the beach clubs and a talk with a few more of the locals. Having no success I decided to go back to the mission and set up my tent so that I could actually use it. Roland offered to help me, which I appreciated because I would have had quite an interesting time trying it by myself. After it was up, it was pretty much dinner time so I washed up and we ate. Because of the long travel day we took a relaxing chat night over any activity. At about 10, Roland and I were really board, so we walked to this “night club,” to hang with the locals and see what the far west night life was like. As it turns out, it is just a sad and depressing as the day life. This was a pretty nice place though; they had a big sitting area/dance floor, and a place to play a DVD while people were partying. The lady selling the refreshments was really friendly; the lady selling some food at the door WAS NOT, and she was not a very wise business women. We bought some food anyway though and headed back to Miss Pats. Now it is bed time. Peace.