But for me, it actually started the night before, as I had a constant feed of positive an negative feelings about it.
On one hand, there was the ride un the bus, something that I can barely handle for over 30 minutes; on the other hand, there where thoughts of beautiful views, and pictures I could take.
An hour after the bus took off, I had my doped face, I couldn’t think or speak. That was truly a five hour torture for me, and then was lunch at “Las Tablas”. And I was hungry, strange, so I eat twice (two orders) and a cup of coffee. I am not sure if it was the coffee, or because I was off the bus for 30 minutes, but I started to feel somehow better. Back at the bus, for another hour ride to the beach.
We got to the beach “El Arenal”, where the team (15 of us) was divided in two groups, as not all of us would fit in the boat to cross to the Island. The boat would have to go back and forth to take us all there.
I took off with the first group, and all the team backpacks (gezz, more backpacks than people!). Getting on boat to the island took barely 18 minutes, but as we approached and I saw how clear the water was, I just couldn’t wait to get there, I took of my fanny pack (where the camera was) and PLUM, jumped off the boat into the water (with sweater and running shoes on).
As my body cooled of (quickly) and I swam on that “fish tank”, all my dizziness, headache, nausea, magically disappeared. It was the best medicine.
I got off the water to help unload the boat, and right after that, took out my diving mask, and back to the water! Ahhh, another half an hour of beautiful diving. I saw more fishes here, than I have seen on all my SCUBA diving. It was truly like diving on a “fish tank”. I don´t know if these fishes are used to people, but they do not seem to get scared off. I would literally run into them as I was swimming with them. Some of them (thankfully where only the really tiny ones) would be biting me!
The second group arrived, and I got of the water, to take pictures of their arrival, and to setup my camping tent.
Some guys decided to ride (the last 2 miles) at the top of the bus.
The beach where we departed from. El Arenal.
Pushing the boat is not compatible with taking pictures... lucky me. Just kidding, I had to push as well, just took a break for the shot.
Unloading the "stuff" from the bus.
People ready to leave on the pleasure boat.
Guitarist and his guitar are always part of a good trip.
Here we gooooo...
Iguana Island, shortly before I jumped into water.
The arrival of the second group, do you see lifejackets? Neither do I. Let's just pretend nothing is going to happen.
That is me, all wet and trying to figure out how to setup a camping tent.
This is Ana Lorena (on the right) and her cousin (I can't remember her name).
HA HA, you were using my camera to take silly pictures of me!, now is my turn!
Sunset at Isla Iguana.
Camping with class...
Sunrise, on the other side of the island.
At 6:20am.
More sunrise.
Tha girls.
Group picture, 2:30pm, right before we left the Island.
