"Tropical Island Paradise" only sounds more beautiful when you've actually experienced it in real life. This weekend I went with a bunch of the volunteers to Los Callos Perlas (otherwise known as the Pearl Keys). The Keys are little teeny tiny islands in Pearl Lagoon, north of Bluefields. In order to get there, we had chartered a Panga to Pearl Lagoon (the "city), then took off again for a particular Key that Lâl had in mind (did I mention that Lâl, Maïte, Mathias, and other big-shot important blueEnergy people are here for strategic planning meetings, some face time, and general milestone marking?).
We had to wake up at the ungodly hour of 5:30, which manages to be hot here anyway. Then we set off to the docks, sat around for a bit, got in a boat, and were off. We randomly met this Quebecois girl who fit right in with the rest of the group considering I was the only one there that wasn't either Canadian or French (and the only one, therefore, who didn't speak French). Nonetheless, the day was perfect. I got to take a nap in a hammock on a perfectly pristine tropical island, watch the others play bocce ball with coconuts or practice random synchronized swimming routines in the water, and eat tropical fruit all day... Is there anything better than that?
Here are some pics:
 Obviously tropical island paradises have coconuts and machetes... what would they be without them!? I probably ate 6 coconuts that day. Here's me struggling with one of them. |
 Hanging out in the hammock. You can see the back end of the island in this picture. The island was probably a 20 minute walk around the whole circumference. In this picture, Mattieu is chillin with Maïte and Claude, the Quebecois girl we picked up on the way. She was just a random backpacker we invited along. She kept giggling about how perfect this island was, and thanked us a thousand times for inviting her along. She was super fun - she even played underwater rugby with the boys when the rest of the girls were sleeping on hammocks. |
 Andrea teaching Max about synchronized swimming. This was an absolutely hilarious spectacle to watch. At one point they'd actually put together a little routine and performed it for us. Take notice, btw, of the tranquility of the water. On top of that, the sand underneath the water was super spongy and SO nice to walk on. Aahhhhh. |
 Lâl and Francois playing Bocce ball with Coconuts. Yup... I was surrounded by the French. |
 Did I mention it was a tropical paradise? It seriously doesn't get more pristine than this. |
 In the chartered Panga. From left to right: Lâl, Maïte, Francois, Maxime, Charles, Andrea, and two random driver people that we hired. |
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1 comment:
Actually, it's "Cayos", not "Callos".
And Andrea wasn't teaching me ! We were creating the whole damn things together !
Nice article, though !
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