No Foolin'! We had a blast today!

It’s Wednesday and it’s the Brosnick duo’s turn to blog. We started the day as always with breakfast bright and early at 7:00. Apparently no one sleeps in on Roatan. After breakfast, we gathered our stuff up and hopped on a bus and headed to the intertidal zone. The shores were made up of fossilized coral and shells. Here the tide was low enough for us to see all kinds of life such as hermit crabs (Jenna’s favorite), snails, chitons, and crabs. Clinging to the rocks, these animals had the true wild life, trying to hold on against the onslaught of waves. As it started, to rain we ran back to the bus and headed into the town of West End. We had two hours to venture into shops selling all kinds of souvenirs and clothes.

The shops had very interesting items hand made by native Roatanians.  We’re sure you will see many of these gifts when we return!  Some of us were quick to master the ways of bargaining and were able to get “discounts” Roatan style.   I (Noah) bought a hand -made bongo.  Let’s hope everyone can sleep tonight!  The girls were on a mission to find dresses, while the boys ended up with hand-woven palm hats.  We finished our tour in town with a quick stop at the grocery store for ice cream, crazy foods only found in Roatan, coffee and vanilla.

The afternoon brought beautiful sunshine and a snorkel at Fish Den.  Holding true to its name, we saw lots of fish: a large school of grunts, several durgons, queen angels, filefish and at the very end a large hogfish.

After a few quick April Fools jokes about sightings of whale sharks we were on our way back to shore.  We were quick to change into our dry clothes and join our dive master John and his friends for a few intense games of beach volleyball.  We tried to do our best, but let’s just say us New Yorkers don’t know beach volleyball, or anything to do with a beach and warm weather.

Another quick change into our nice clothes and we headed to Fiesta Night.  The fun began with an intense crab race.  Both Carly and Rebekah had winning crabs after the first round.  We thought Carly’s was going to win, but the crab was directionally challenged and turned away from the finish line at the last moment.  Then everyone tried their hand at the limbo.  With an impressive showing, Chris was crowned “Limbo King”.  I (zach) realize now limbo is not for tall kids.  Miss Palmer, Clinton and Mr. and Mrs. Brosnick broke it down on the dance floor during the dance contest.  However, the native Garifuna dancers showed them up with their extraordinary tribal dance skills.  We think that playing the conch and the turtle are much cooler instruments than trumpet and viola. 

The real fiesta started when the dance floor opened to everyone.  Some of us found interesting partners to dance with, while others danced with Miss Palmer and Mrs. Brosnick.  Leaving us all tired, we slowly trudged back to our rooms to go to sleep.  You know we won’t get to sleep in tomorrow.