Meanwhile, I'm more than a month back in the cozy Germany, but the longer I'm away, the more I think back on my time in Bolivia. Most questions were about my daily routine, particularly in Jacj Cuisi. Therefore I will describe to you now the everyday life in this camp:
Woke up I'm usually at seven of the clock wake-up call "Good morning, it's seven o'clock!" (Sometimes more or less considerate or loving). Most have then reluctantly grumbling turned around again to go back to sleep, but mostly I was so hungry that I stood up straight.
on this path I admired every morning macaws that flew cawing loudly about me, while the sun beat down on me. For breakfast there was for each 2 sweet white bread (though it still a euphemism is, meets clapping white flour, water and baking soda is much more likely), chemically-sweet jam, and even picked fruit, mostly bananas and papaya. If empty the bread, rotten or eaten by ants in the night was, that was for the volunteers are very lucky. An alternative was then rarely baked bread and cakes almost always. Even if I am in retrospect, the stomach turns at the thought, but for a day of work were the sweet chocolate banana cake, or pancakes (in the truest sense of the word "cake from the pan") definitely the nutritious option. As one of the early I could always save the most beautiful and large pieces - the early bird ...
was after breakfast at 8 clock then a short meeting with all of the Pumas, daily tasks and problems, to no later than 8:30, we are then broken down to the Pumas.
The following at least eight hours, we then have spent in the jungle with the Pumas in the Simba was a lot of running with short breaks during which he slept at Sacha said there is little running with a lot of breaks, in which she was involved in its various runners and could play while I was allowed to put up with insects.
was after breakfast at 8 clock then a short meeting with all of the Pumas, daily tasks and problems, to no later than 8:30, we are then broken down to the Pumas.
The following at least eight hours, we then have spent in the jungle with the Pumas in the Simba was a lot of running with short breaks during which he slept at Sacha said there is little running with a lot of breaks, in which she was involved in its various runners and could play while I was allowed to put up with insects.
At 16 clock, or whenever the Cougars decided to go home, they were fed and we could go back to camp. Once there, there was beer, cigarettes (in the jungle is strictly non-smoking), which for me most important Bon Bons o, my chocolate substitute, and gossip on the wooden benches below.
These hours, after work, before eating, along with all the people in the setting sun after a refreshing swim in the river, were among the most comfortable. Since it was particularly difficult to rouse themselves even to his day job to pursue. It was particularly difficult when "Limpia Baño" turn came, because the water towing meant. In addition to cleaning and the rinsing water had to be filled for the two toilets that were not Plumsklos. Most
then shifted the meeting in the kitchen, where we all have together cut vegetables for the dinner that two volunteers have cooked together. But cooking for 15 people can really take a few hours, especially if there are no gas and attack the fire will not.
After several hours of cooking there was the last "item on the program," the dinner. As it was already dark at 19 clock, was mostly in the candle-light or head lamp eaten what attracted like many butterflies. Thus, the main activity was during the meal not the food supply, but defending the food before crawling or flying creatures. The longer the people at the camp were, the less interested they are but that. Secretly, we all were grateful for the vegetarian food for a few proteins.
At nine or ten, after everyone had washed his own dishes and two unfortunate that many pots and pans, we usually went to bed, the most exhausted of all the work and the fresh air.
That was my life for 3 months. Very simple, but every day was different. Every day there was a new surprise, what animal this time under the clothes waiting, which Puma is playing again crazy, which is cooked for a meal this time (with the different nationalities of the volunteers there was really nothing double), if the tarantula at dinner mitisst that chick is gone today, which is chicken turns up again with new chicks that are new volunteers ... And then of course the various parties and days in the city, but that's another story:)
then shifted the meeting in the kitchen, where we all have together cut vegetables for the dinner that two volunteers have cooked together. But cooking for 15 people can really take a few hours, especially if there are no gas and attack the fire will not.
After several hours of cooking there was the last "item on the program," the dinner. As it was already dark at 19 clock, was mostly in the candle-light or head lamp eaten what attracted like many butterflies. Thus, the main activity was during the meal not the food supply, but defending the food before crawling or flying creatures. The longer the people at the camp were, the less interested they are but that. Secretly, we all were grateful for the vegetarian food for a few proteins.
At nine or ten, after everyone had washed his own dishes and two unfortunate that many pots and pans, we usually went to bed, the most exhausted of all the work and the fresh air.
That was my life for 3 months. Very simple, but every day was different. Every day there was a new surprise, what animal this time under the clothes waiting, which Puma is playing again crazy, which is cooked for a meal this time (with the different nationalities of the volunteers there was really nothing double), if the tarantula at dinner mitisst that chick is gone today, which is chicken turns up again with new chicks that are new volunteers ... And then of course the various parties and days in the city, but that's another story:)
