At the weekend I made an effort to get a bit
more spanish grammar under my belt. It should hopefully improve my
current method of speaking in infinitives and gesticulating wildly to
indicate different tenses. We made another little excursion into the
Gran Sabana to see some waterfalls but sadly didn't see any
anteaters.
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| Some waterfalls off the beaten track in the Gran Sabana |
The week began to progress like any other.
However speaking to Barry struck home to me how much time I was
spending at the foundation and how, relatively, little time I had to
travel this massive continent. On wednesday night we all found
ourselves at the Backpackers hostel/bar in town enjoying a few beers
and free wi-fi internet. As talk turned to weekend plans I realised
that I should really start cracking on with some of the things I
wanted to do around Santa Elena sooner rather than later. The main
one, which I had planned to save until after I'd finished
volunteering, was the 6 day trek to the top of Roraima, a tepui
(table-mountain) a couple of hours drive from Santa Elena. In an
adventurous mood I went and inquired in the nearby tour-company if
they had any treks leaving on Friday, only to be disappointed.
However, as luck would have it, Richard spotted another tour guide he
knew from Santa Elena also having a drink at Backpackers and it
transpired that he had space on a trek to Roraima leaving tomorrow at
5am. Sorted.
I felt giddy excitement as we drove back to the
foundation, stopping en route to pick up chocolate-based essentials
for my trip. Roraima isn't billed as a gentle walk and as I packed my
bag that night, minor doubts about my fitness levels and lack of
walking shoes began to nag at me but were soon overpowered by
thoughts of the adventure awaiting me.
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