a product of my own design - Blackcurrant fanta in a fresh coconut.
I write this whilst in a Camps bus, taking us to our next destination. It’s fourteen past eleven, and I leave with fun memories of the ocean camp. I would love to return some day, it was one of the loveliest places I had ever been.
Me & Sam woke up at quarter to four (well, he pried me out of bed at quarter to four may be more accurate), and went and sat at the bar. My left leg was bitten all over, as i had left it dangling outside the mosquito net. A lot later the girls arrived, and we went and sat on the beach. Eppy now sat on Sams lap, where before he couldn’t even put his arm round her.
at seven we ate breakfast and the diving group had to leave.
So we said our goodbyes, and gloated in the general direction of the boys – just telling them how much we ‘Owned’ them at… well, everything. And after that, they left. We had a briefing from our teachers, and people had to say what they thought of each other at this point. Ben (farina) put his hand up and said “oh, yeah, Sam is a PIMP!” the whole group answered in agreement.
Fifteen minutes later, we were on a bus and on our way. The landscape is so beautiful. Full of rifts and valleys, almost like a tropical Devon. Mwalaganje Elephant Reserve is lovely. Various large hills smothered with trees and open valleys, with winding roads that disappear into the hillside, and a river that runs through the valley between us and a huge valley wall.
The camp itself is on a huge hill which overlooks lush green grassland with small outbreaks of trees and shrubs – all around elephant height.
please sir, can i have some...
JAM?!
We ate soon after arriving, and after a little while, we were sent to a corner of the camp, alone, and told to write what we could see, feel and what we hoped. Sitting there, looking over the beauty of the valleys and the river, the landscape that twists and turns to the horizon, it made me think about the future, the beauty of what was in front of me, and the past few days.
After a while, I saw a wildebeest, but it was gone before I could draw my camera. After fifty minutes of solitude, we were called back and asked to present our work. I had written mine on the back of a receipt and didn’t even fill that.
Mark had the funniest one, by far. It was a barrage of long words, which perfectly complimented his intelligence and was also hilariously funny. "i can see an enigmatic dichotomy of soaring hills and pluging valleys..."
JL had lost his glasses in the sea, so when he got up to read his out, he said
“well, I saw… not much, really. Just a lot of GREEN”(he had a full A4 sheet, but thought it would be more amusing to improvise). My turn came, I got up and pressed the recipt into a nearly presentable shape in a rather dramatic fashion, and said “alright… it’s a long one…” and followed with
“I can see the open road, leading off towards the horizon before being engulfed by an enormous beauty of foliage and hillside.
I feel like I could spend the rest of my life here.
And I hope what we do here will make a difference and I can return as soon as possible.”
Later that night I started talking to a girl from the other group called louise, an all girls school (heaven?). Since they were going to Diani next, Sam asked her to pass on a note for Eppy, that said “keep smiling, Eppy” which I thought was really, really cute. He was like a love sick puppy ever since.
You see, sam has a girlfriend, but Eppy really got through to him. He was really hesitant at first, but she won him over. I must congratulate him on his fortitude, he held of for two days – most people would melt right away. Eppy also has a boyfriend, but from what I heard, he was a bit of a ‘prick’, to use Sam’s reference. But the way she looked at Sam, as though she didn’t necessarily care what he was saying, was quite beautiful. She hung on his every word. We’d leave them alone for hours, literally, and they’d still be at the bar chatting (well, Sam did most of the talking, as per usual).
On the last night they were together, with his makeshift bed sheet robe wrapped around her, somehow managing it without putting his arm round her. That didn’t last long though. They were secretly snogging all night, but I didn’t realize till our talk after we went back to our room. I feel really bad for him, because he doesn’t know what he wants now, and guilty for getting them talking, and yet through that, I see something missing from my own life. She is very beautiful, so much so that Sam believe she Is out of his league, and if that is the case, I’m sure that sort of girl(pretty) is well out of mine. Sam might not realize it, but he is a very handsome guy, and he has a great personality. Sure, it’s a little twisted, but who’s into normal?
Sometimes, it seemed like Puppy love (most people saw it that way), but there was something pure about it – an innocence, if you will. She’s lovely, and he deserves a girl like that. Wow, this is depressing to write.
It’s gotten dark now, and the fire has been started. We were all sitting around it and partaking in a quiz the girl’s teachers had set up. Since I wasn’t in any other group, and I was already sitting on Louise’s team’s bench, I joined theirs (I was feeding out guys answers too, don’t worry).Sam reminded her SEVERAL times to pass on the note or he would “hunt her down”… charming as he is. We chatted for a long time throughout the quiz(we owned them in the quiz, like every other group that came before them), and the award ceremony the girls had, which seemed quite childish, really. Since the smoke was blowing in our faces and hurting both of our eyes, I pulled my scarf up over my mouth and nose (after offering it to her several times of course, but she didn’t accept it.
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