Friday, June 8

My Sixth Full Day. 6/7 of the way done.
Last night, I fell asleep in the bunk above Maddie. Stephanie D. was sitting with me, reading, while I was writing. I took off my glasses, put down my pen, curled up, & apparently fell asleep. Maddie took my glasses & pen off the bed so I wouldn't crush them if I rolled over, but she couldn't wrench my journal from my grasp. I know I clench at night, but wow.
I ended up waking up in the middle of the night. I walked back & forth between the my bed outside & the bed I had fallen asleep on, eventually falling into the one oustide and sleeping until the sun & birds woke me up.
Today was a good day. I woke up late & hastily jumped into the truck with about 15 others headed for the rock quarry. It was a big flatbed truck with bars for us to hold onto and sides that could be taken down.
The rocks in the quarry seemed to be mostly volcanic rocks. The fact that we were told to retrieve rocks from a volcano assures me that there should be no problem in taking my few small rocks from the volcano we climbed Sunday.
I got hit twice by rocks being rulled down the hill. I have a pretty big bruise, & it beld a little. After we did the back-breaking job of filling the truck, we had to stand on top of the rocks and ride to Villa Catalina.
When we arrived at the Villa, we had to unload the rocks. There is a trench that had been dug a few years ago but filled back up because of rain. Some of the large group were digging it, making room for a new rock wall.
After we unloaded our rocks, we had to move another previous pile because the rocks were in the way of the dirt that was being dug out. Apparently, stuff like this happens a lot in Nicaragua (with a few expletives, as described by a guy who does this a lot).
After we moved the pile, seven of us went back to the quarry. There was a catepillar construction thing moving rocks & dirt, so we all got very dirty. I looked Nicaraguan because my skin was so coated in dirt.
It didn't rain at all today.
After we emptied the truck of rocks, the trucks & several other groups went out to get cinderblocks and sand. I hung out with the villagers. Most of the kids seemed scared of me. I guess it was my leg. I got cut twice. I tried to put bandages on the cuts, but I sweated them off, so Stephanie D. put some pink cream on them, & the children seemed to think something of it.
At the end of the work day, the Nicaraguans & Americans played each other in baseball. The Nicaraguans won.
I left with the first truck, before the game ended. Upon arrival at casa Blanca, I took my first shower since Tuesday. It took a little while to scrub the dirt off my skin, but I succeded.
I'm extremely tired now.
Tomorrow is the last day.
I can't wait to be home.