Oh, How It's Been So Long

It's the end of the first week of exams (finals) and I finally have some free time for a few days, and since I have been so neglectful to my blog I though I would update with at least one post today. I had an exam this past Monday and one on Tuesday that I feel I did pretty good on, my next (and final) one is coming up on Friday then I'll have 8 days until I fly home on the 20th and get to see everyone again. It'll be very bittersweet because as much fun as I am having here, it's going to be really nice to be back in the States with everyone I miss. I'll be sure to spend my last few days on the beach as much as possible soaking in the (88 degree average) sun until I come back to the cold of winter.

Since my last update I have been into a usual routine and haven't meandered off more than usual except for a few events. The first of which events was Halloween. Halloween isn't that big in the Caribbean at all and many of my hall mates looked at me funny when I asked if anyone was dressing up. Being the Americans (and Canadians) that we are however, we had to celebrate and knew there was at least one place on this little island that would be holding a Halloween party, at least for the tourists if not anyone else. There was another big event going on over the weekend (which I will get to in my next little paragraph) which was a music festival we had tickets to for the actual night of Hallween, so we decided to just go to anyway all dressed up. Turns out about half the people at the show that night were dressed up, I had a few of my friends mess around with makeup for a quick "costume" which you can see at the link. The next night was the night that we were planning to have the actual Halloween celebration. A club that we go to every so often (Boatyard) was having a Halloween night and costume contest so we went all out for the night. I had been planning a costume with a friend for a few weeks before so we were excited to show our costumes off for everyone else, to which everyone seemed to enjoy. But there is bad news. My costume consisted of no pockets so I had to carry my camera around all night. Not really thinking, I placed it down on a table for a second and the next thing I know it had dissappeared. So yet again, my camera troubles have escalated, but luckily this was a camera that was about 5 years old at this point and has had troubles working for quite some time. Halloween was fun, but that kinda put a damper on the night and I have no pictures to show from the celebration. The only picture of my costume can be found here, so prepare yourselves to laugh at the ridiculousness.... costume #2

The music festival that I referred to earlier was something that I had been particularly excited about for quite a while, a 3 day festival held by Virgin to celebrate however many years of flying to Barbados. The festival was to cosist of local acts and British acts who flew over for the show. The first night of the festival was Halloween and went til 1am. At around 8ish we decided to go over to where it was supposed to be. We rode a taxi a while to where the driver said was as far as he would go and the festival was around the corner. We then found out that he was completely lying to us and that we were still a long ways from the show. We took a ZR (kinda like a mini-bus) over in the general direction until the driver told us we should get off. After we got off at the stop we walked down a road for a while until we realized we had no idea where we were. We didn't hear any music so we just wandered around in the dark streets for a while. Eventually some random guy told us he would drive us to the show. Slightly sketched out and in our Halloween best, we decided just to go for it at that point since we were running out of options. Luckily for us he was actually a very nice guy and got us to where we were going. Sadly, at that point it was already 11:30ish and we only got to see two bands. Day two consisted of a noon til midnight show, so we showed up around 1. From 1 til 6 only one band played, and at that point I had to go for Halloween stuff that night. Needless to say, the day didn't really go as planned. Day 3 was the last day so we just spend the entire day from noon til around 10ish at the festival, there were alot of good bands that made up for the other two days that didn't work out as well.


But the most exciting thing that has happened recently was the visit from my family! My mom, sister, and grandparents all decided to take almost a week off to come down and visit me and see how I've been living. It was a well needed visit, because it was about that time that I hit my first real homesick spell and was ready to see some farmiliar faces. Spending the weekend at the hotel with them was a very interesting experience, it's very different living as a student in a country vs. as a tourist, locals treat you very differently. Among the various activities we did were a tour through underground caves, lounged on the beach... alot, ate copious amounts of food, and without me they did the Island Safari Tour on the jeep that I did earlier this year. It was a short visit, but it was well needed. They also let me borrow Alicia's camera, so my next post will include pictures.

A Random Sampling of The Past Few Weeks

First off I want to apologize that I haven't gotten around to posting an entry in quite a while. I have actually been doing some school work and have been pretty busy all around doing other things. A couple weeks ago we had an interesting day when 3 professors from the UC system that work in EAP flew out here to determine if the Barbados program needs any tweaks or changes. What this means is that all the UC kids got together and basically got asked questions about going to school here for 3 or 4 straight hours. Kinda boring, but ended up being helpful to them. I guess they are looking into adding internship programs to boost the popularity of the program (Barbados gets lost in the shuffle with everyone wanting to go to Europe for study aborad, most people just overlook Barbados as a choice). Other than the visit my past month has been pretty relaxing and slow, but that wasn't the case for the week that just passed...

This past week a couple of my friends had one of their friends come down here from Canada for a week, so for the whole week we did a whole bunch of tourist activities and kept ourselves busy as to keep the visitor entertained. It also happened that Candadian thanksgiving happened this past Monday, and I was invited to join my Canadian friends for thanksgiving dinner. Although their Thanksgiving is relatively the same as ours, it's a month earlier, so I pretty much got a pre-Thanksgiving dinner a month early this year, and the food was quite good. I'm excited for American Thanksgiving though because our EAP office is catering a nice dinner for all of us, should be pretty awesome.

One afternoon we all took a trip to the Banks Beer brewery for a tour. The actual tour itself was incredibly short and not so exciting, it's a good thing we only paid 6 USD$ for the whole tour. After the short tour we were treated to tasting all of the drinks they make at the brewery; their signature beer, Guinness, a shandy, an energy drink, and "Tiger Malt" which is a molasses-ish drink. Overall it wasn't really worth it, we are just lucky that we were able to get a ride from a friend instead of having to take the bus.

Later in the week we took a trip to Bathsheba, which is where the majority of the island surfing happens, and has very unique landscapes. The cool thing about Bathsheba is that you can walk really far out on top of reefs and go swimming in natural little pools. We had some fun taking pictures then got lunch at a small little restaurant/bar before we bussed back home.

To cap off the busy week, on Saturday we went to a jungle area on the island and did some ziplining. The place we went to had a total of 8 lines and was tons of fun. From what I understand, the place is relatively new and not too well know on the island yet. It was a promotion weekend for students so we only had to pay 25 USD$ instead of 60. It was also my friend Brittany's birthday that day, so we went out to a nice dinner at a small little restaurant with live music in Bridgetown's harbor.

That pretty much sums up til now, I'll try to get my next post up quicker than it took this one.

A Little Weekend Vacation

Ever since I decided on studying abroad in Barbados I had wanted to do some island hopping around the Caribbean. Luckily I wasn't the only exchange student who wanted to, and soon after we arrived here the group planned a trip to the closest of islands, St. Vincent. Last Thursday night I caught the late flight over to St. Vincent on the smallest, loudest, and most rickety plane I may have ever been in. It's a good thing the flight was only 30 minutes, because it was quite rough. We landed at around 10 at night so it was already dark and sightseeing wouldn't start til the next morning. We stayed at a guest house that the EAP students from last year recommended to us, which ended up being a nice 5 bedroom place with two kitchen/living rooms and 2 tvs. All of this for only $30 each per night. After settling into the master bedroom by myself (I was the only guy so I got a room to myself), I was quick to bed to get ready for the weekend.

The first thing I noticed in the morning was the immense amount of rain outside, but I have gotten used to the rain and figured it would blow over eventually. After a free breakfast upstairs, the rain was still going and it started to look like it would be a long rainy day. We had solid plans for Sunday and Saturday, but for this Friday we had nothing planned and didn't really know how to get around yet, so we decided to just walk around for a bit. We made our way towards the beach and found a tiny little black sand beach (St. Vincent is a very volcanic island and about half of the beaches are black sand beaches), but it was a little too dirty to swim in. After doing a bit more walking up and down the hilly terrain of the area we came upon a taxi who told us he could take us to one of the more popular beaches of the island. At the beach we swam out to a little tiny island in the water and climbed to the top of it and did some mini-cliff jumping into the ocean. Later that night we decided that we'd go out and find a nice dinner place, so following the suggestion of the guy who owns the guest house we were staying at we went to this little place nearby. Even though the food took over 2 hours to get to us after we ordered, it ended being incredibly good. It was an early night that night to prepare for our long day on Saturday.

Saturday morning started by waking at 7ish to get over the the shipping dock in St. Vincent to catch the ferry to a little island called Bequia which is part of the island chain The Grenadines. After an hour or so crossing the sea we arrived on the smaller secluded island to more rainstorms. Half the group went off to go scuba diving, and the other half (including myself) went off to find a taxi to take us somewhere. We ended up finding a guy who said he would give us a mini-tour of the island for a small price, so we took him up on the offer. After driving all throughout the beautiful jungle-like roads of the island our first stop was at the sea turtle reservation. We knew it was closed, but it was still worth stopping by since we could see through and over the fences and could see tons of turtles of all sizes. We took a quick stop at an abandoned sugar mill, then off to a beach in the area where we found a little restaurant and got some food. The taxi then took us back to where we started and we found we had 3 or so hours til the ferry left to go back to the main island and that we really didn't have much left to do. We decided to try and find the scuba divers and see what they were up to. After catching up with them we decided to go to a sports bar that we had heard about. We found the little place and spend the next few hours overlooking the bay and relaxing for a while. The ferry then took us back to St. Vincent where we spent the rest of the night in and watched Across the Universe before another early night.

The final day on the island was set to be our busiest, waking again at 7 a taxi-van came to pick up all 9 of us for an all day tour with a few major stops, the first of which was a hike up the island's active volcano. After 2 or 3 hours hiking up the mountain in scatterd rain showers and constant fog, we all made it to the crest of the volcano where we could look into the mouth of the volcano. After a couple more hours on the way down we headed to our next stop, the filming location for Pirates of the Caribbean 1. It was an obvious tourist destination, but it was somewhat intersting to see the leftover town and buildings specifically for the movie. Jerry Brukheimer's house that he lived in was also on the set, so I went in it and looked around. The house was also used in POTC2 for some scene with the king or something... I kinda forget the details. As time was running out (we had a plane to catch at 6:30) we made our final stop at a waterfall where we ran over one of the most sketchy bridges I have ever seen, then took a quick dip in the falls. Our driver then sped us back to the guest house where we quickly packed our bags, went to the airport, and had about 15 o 20 minutes til our plane departed and we came back home.

My Bad Luck with Electronics

Today is my last day of school for Week 3, and I'm sure at this point it doesn't come as a surprise to anybody that there is still one class of mine that hasn't started. The rumor is that it will start next week, but I'm not going to hold my breath on that. But there is a semi-legitimate reason for the lack of classes, and it's that my professor for two classes ended up getting very sick and won't be able to teach this semester. This threw the faculty of Social Sciences into a frantic search for professors to replace her. They found what seems to be a grad student to teach my Soc of Development class, so that started this week, but there is still no replacement for my Soc of Tourism. Classes have been going fine, but being the foreigners makes for some interesting situations. In my Pop Culture class, the professor always looks back and trys to get the 4 white kids in the back of the class to comment on every time he mentions America, and when he talks to us the whole class stares at us like we have some amazing responses to everything. There was one case where the professor asked the class to pull out our cell phones, and when 2 of us didn't have one he freaked out because he was amazed that someone from California wouldn't have a phone with us, going as far to ask how many cell phones we have back home, haha. My other professor things I am from England, and until I talk to her face-to-face I'll let her think that.

Last week I recieved a letter at the office that my package (my camera) had finally arrived, but that I had to go all the way into town to get it because it was sent via USPS instead of FedEx. It was a damper, but I had to go grocery shopping too so I decided to make a day out of it. The first stop was the post office which was the most ridiculous thing in the world. I gave them my slip, they brought out my package, had me open it, then told me I had to pay tons of taxes on it. I guess the way that they tax packages here is based upon the declared value of the package. The declared value of the camera was $400 which makes total sense to me, but the people at the post office thought I was an idiot to have that as the value. I then had to pay 3 different kind of taxes just to be able to get my package back. I ended up paying somewhere around $125 just to be able to get my stuff, luckily they took the $400 to be in BBD so I paid about $60 less than I should have.

The next day I was excited to be able to use my camera once again, but was a little hesitant of taking it in the water for obvious reasons. Once at the beach I took some generic pictures of the beach like usual, then decided that if Olympus fixed my camera it would be safe to take in the water. Luckily everything worked perfectly fine and I was able to take pictures throughout my swim. Later that night I went back down to the beach with my camera, and before I even took it in the water, the camera it started beeping at me. I was able to look at pictures I had taken, but not take any new ones. As frustrated as I was, I still had some faith that it would be able to fix itself, so I left it out all night. I woke the next morning to find it looking like it was working and went to the Mount Gay rum factory for a tour. In a not-so-surprising set of circumstances, my camera freaked out again and zoomed in, even whenever I didn't press the zoom button. After fighting with the zoom feature and zooming back out, I was able to get some pictures, but by the end of the day it was stuck in constant zoom in, with a few select buttons not working at all (like menu or delete), and it is still like that right now. So at this point I have one camera that auto-focuses right when you turn it on and can only take one picture each time it's turned on, and I have a second camera that zooms all the way in when it is turned on and can't eve take a picture anymore. It's incredibly frustrating, but I guess I'll deal with it.

But back to the Mount Gay tour... It was raining when we arrived so we took shelter in the gift shop, which was just a big room full of all different shapes and sizes of rum, with ridiculously low prices for such a large amount. The tour started with a history of the factory and a general overview of the 4 types of rum they make, it led through different rooms where they taught us about the distilling process, where everything comes from, and a video on the whole process. After the tour we were given samples of 4 of their liquors and that was the end. It was a very short tour, but somewhat entertaining. After the tour we headed across the street to a restaurant called Tim's on de Hiway, which had some really good Fish & Macaroni Pie, which we ate on the beach cheking out the clouds over the setting sun, then walked about 3 miles home to end the day.

Island Adventures

I am in the middle of Week 2 of school, but somehow have ended up only having 2 classes so far. One on Monday night and one Wednesday morning. My other two classes are taught by the same professor who has decided that she isn't going to teach class for these first two weeks, but maybe will be back next week? The school system is quite screwy, and even though I have some class it's still hard to realize I'm at school. As for the two classes I have been in, one is a straight up lecture and the other is smaller and is pretty much a discussion section. Being visibly and audibly foreign and different from the rest of the class has been quite interesting, at my Monday class my professor kinda laughed at me when I asked a simple question about how to get the syllabus, and for the Wednesday class there are 4 of us, who quite often get singled out when talking about anything American. It's not a big deal, it's a bit fun in some ways, but it is a very new experience being such a minority in a whole different world.

Early last week a couple friends and I decided we were going to go on an island adventure up north, so we took a bus til it ended and walked to the beach. We went down a small alley with a bunch of street vendors, and along the way got a coconut to chew on for a while. We ended up coming to this little beach area with a small part of the beach that was deserted. After mistakenly walking through a construction zone we found our way to the hidden beach and spent most of the day in the ocean and on the beach. (I know, all my stories are starting to sound the same). When we were ready to go back home we were getting hungry and walked down the road a bit until we found food that wasn't chicken or macaroni pie. Strangely enough we ended up at a Chinese food place which was actually very good, and a nice change from what we have been getting alot here.

The next day was another beach day, of course, but before that we headed to a place called the Surfer's Bar where we would pick up tickets for the upcoming 10-day Reggae Festival that takes place all over the island. Outside the bar we found a nice little beach and did the usual blah blah blah that I have been writing about far too much.

When we first arrived here our EAP liason had told us about a free island tour that we would be participating in, once it got closer we learned that it was a semi-off road tour in a jeep. When the jeeps picked us up this past Saturday we didn't know what to expect. The tour started off driving across the island over through a little jungle to a statue of a lion with his hold over a big red globe. This statue was made to signify England's rule over the world (it was made a little while ago), which is very important to Barbados since they had just gotten their independene in 1966. The tour then continued through sugar farms, old bulidings, George Washington's house (Barbados is the only other country he ever visited), and other various things.

An intersting fact we learned... There are 365 churches on this island, which of course means you can go to a differnet one every day of the year if you would like. This roughly translates to 2 churches per square mile. The more interesting part though is that for every church, there are 3 times as many liquor stores. 6 per square mile.

The tour then took us to a cliff which overlooked the beaches of Bathsheba, and had just a stunning view of the coastline. After overlooking the beach from above, we went down to the beach and spent some time at the unique coast of Bathsheba, which is widely known for it's great surfing. We then journeyed through some more jungle over to another beach which I don't recall the name of anymore, but it was quite nice. The next-to-last stop on the tour was over at some cliffs on the coast that overlooked the ocean, pretty much just another pretty place with palm trees everywhere. The tour ended at some random hotel where they fed us a free buffet and allowed us to go swimming in their pool, towards the end it started raining quite hard and we headed home for the day. Later in the night the school held a huge party on campus, which was quite odd. We went for a while but the big group of us white kids kinda stuck out like a sore thumb, and no one was really dancing, and it wasn't really the place to meet people, so we ended our day/night early.

A Collection of Short Stories

So not too much exciting has been happening lately due to school starting this week... well kinda starting...

I had two classes Monday right after each other (both with the same professor oddly enough, and the professor teaches both of the discussion sections too), so I stroll on over to the first class to find a note telling me that both the classes are canceled for the week. As weird as it was, I got a free beach day out of it, haha. My Tuesday class was half an hour instead of an hour due to the fact that the professor forgot to bring the syllabus, and my 3 hour Wednesday class lasted about an hour. In other words, the first week of class is not really existent at this school. Everyone I know had at least one of their classes canceled as well, it's quite the common theme.

Speaking of classes, this school does some weird things. For example... back at UCI I took Soc 1 and have to still take Soc 2 (the second intro to... class), so I figured I would take it here. There are two into classes here, "Soc 1: Intro to Sociology Part 1" and "Soc 2: Intro to Sociology Part 2," so naturally I registered for Soc 2. After the first day of actual instruction I realized I knew almost everything, so I went to talk to the professor. Turns out in this country you take Soc 2 before 1... she even looked at me like it was obvious and I should know... needless to say I had to drop the class, so I spent a while finding a class that fit and ended up with some other Sociology class...

School events here are slightly different than back home, last Saturday there was a school sponsored, ride-provided, trip to Club Xtreme, a big club/bar with free drinks all night. I feel like I need to reiterate that it is school sponsored again... when numerous fights broke out after the club as we were waiting for our ride back I realized that school events aren't what I am used to.

We have a dog who lives here at the dorms with us who is ironically named Gato. The story goes that she used to live up the street with a family, but one day wandered down to the dorm area and never left. She is a clean dog and is the community pet for the hall who gets plenty of love from everyone.

Every night around 9:00 there is a bread lady who comes to campus and sells bread/pasteries. It has turned out to be quite usefull since most places close at like 7 or so around here, so a nighttime pastery is very nice.

For whatever reason, females outnumber males at a ratio of 8:1 at this school. We have 10 halls in our dorm area, 8 for girls and 2 for guys, and the male halls aren't full. My floor of 6 rooms has only had 2 people since I got here. Also, people from all ages dorm together, so my neighbor is a third year (the final year here), while most of the rest of the residents are freshmen.

Security is tight here, well they like to make it seem like it is... The whole hall is surrounded by a fense with barbed wire on top of it to prevent anyone from coming in, and at the one enterance there is a guard who checks to see if you have your hall card before you come in. There are a few problems with this though. 1. I have never been asked for my residence card, I don't know anyone else who has either. 2. The guards are frequently asleep on duty. Yup, security is tight here...

The mail system in this country is pretty bad, well at least for the university. Turns out FedEx is the only way that mail will come straight to the university, and into my hands. Sending anything else gets sent to a local post office (which I have no idea where it is), and they don't have any way of informing me or the office if the mail arrives. This means that every day I have to go to the office here and ask if they can call the post office to check if my mail has come. It also takes much longer than promised by shipping compaines to arrive. USPS said 6-10 days for my package (which includes my camera), but it has already been 12 days and nothing has arrived. Other than that, I still have no idea how to send mail or how to pay for it. My first step would be to find the post office, but I haven't had time to roam around searching for the office. As soon as I do figure everything out though then I can get some postcards together and send stuff. And if anyone wants to attempt to send me something, fully knowing I may never get it, my address is:

Steve Ponce

Frank Worrell Hall

University of the West Indies

Cave Hill Campus

P.O. Box 64

Bridgetown

BARBADOS

sorry for the lack of pictures, my temp camera is broke and my new one hasn't come yet. Updates will come when I have stories to tell...

Getting Lost in Barbados

After a quick realization that I am here to go to school, not to just lay on the beach all day, I thought it would be a good idea to finally get around to paying my fees for my housing. The problem in this country is that everyone is too carefree, no one is ever on time for anything, there are no real deadlines for anything, and information isn't really passed around from one place to another. A good example of this happened when I tried to pay my dorm fees. Paying fees should be easy enough as walking to the cashier, giving him/her a credit card, and that's it... but not in Barbados. I got to the window and told the cashier I had to pay for my dorms and my visa, she asks me how much I am going to pay to which I ask how much I owe. She doesn't know so she sends me next door where I have to find out how much to pay, which takes forever, then go back to the cashier and she has to call someone else to find out about my down payment that I already had, and all this other confusing stuff... so eventually it worked out, but it took way too long to....

Ummm... I went to a reggae show the other night, which was pretty cool. There is a 3 day music festival coming up for only $50 American that sounds amazing and I am stoked for. I went to the island specialty fast food restaurant, Chefette, for the first time which was not too shabby. They specialize in chicken, rotis, pizza, and some other random stuff... I find it funny that there are no other fast food restaurants on the island except the Chefette and tons of KFCs everywhere.

So on this past Thursday-Friday-Saturday, most of the group went to get scuba certified, but I didn't really want to pay the $275 or dedicate 3 mornings to it yet... but I still might go do it later while I am here, we'll see. On the first day my friend Kiki and I decided we just wanted to get on a bus and go wherever it takes us. It's a pretty small island, so we couldn't get too lost, right? With a general idea to go north we got on a bus til it ended, and where it ended seemed to be the middle of nowhere. There were big cliffs at the ocean and only one house in sight. We walked down the coast on the cliffs for a bit, all the while noticing that there were huge storm clouds that seemed to be following us. After coming to a river that blocked us from going any further we turned around to go back the other way. It was right about this time that we walked right into the storm that we named Hurricane Pete (coming in on the left side of this picture). Pete was not a kind storm, he was very windy and dropped plenty of rain on us. We had walked about 45 minutes down the coast so on the way back we had to deal with another 45 minutes or so of downpouring with no other choice but to take it.

When we did get back to where the bus dropped us off, we knocked on the door of the only house that was around hoping it was a restaurant or something, but it turned out to be a family living there who pretty much just laughed at us for being so wet and told us that we missed the bus by about ten minutes. Knowing that the next bus wouldn't come for an hour we started heading towards the nearby town to find some food. Instead of finding food though, a very nice woman saw us walking by her house and invited us over to take cover from the storm. After chatting with her and her son they noticed that we were pretty cold. So how do you warm up in Barbados? Rum of course, haha... the son brought us out a little mini-sized bottle of rum and guarana (some sort of energy drink) told us to drink it to warm up. Right about this time the bus came back around and we hopped in slightly warmer than before.

We took this bus back down south til we passed through a town that looked like they would have food. We found a little restaurant called Surf-something or other, I forget exactly what, but we immeatly could tell that it was very American-based because all the customers were white, something that you don't see too often in this country, haha. At this point we knew where we were in relation to the University so we decided to go to the coast and walk towards school for a while. We ended up walking about 4 or 5 miles down the coast through numerous beautiful beaches. There are no private beaches in Barbados, so we were albe to walk through resorts and check out a bunch of really nice hotels on the way at which we pretened to be guests and layed out on plenty of beach chairs.

After watching the sunset we came to the realization that we probably weren't going to be able to walk all the way home so we got on the nearest bus and headed home for the night. I woke up the next morning with a broken camera, not sure how it happened but now it only takes one picture right when the camera gets turned on and no more after, so it's quite frustrating and I might not have many pictures for a while until my new camera comes here in the mail. Which could take years to happen...

Longest Day Ever

Monday morning was the start of what can easily be one of the longest day(s) of my entire life. It started off when I woke at about 11 and like most normal days here, went to the beach. Breakfast/lunch consisted of a hot dog and pizza from the gas station shop. Spent most of the day down there, and came back knowing that "grubbing" was starting this night. It's going to be a bit hard to explain, but I will do my best...

Here at UWI, grubbing is a sort of week long hazing process that is meant to bring the people living on hall closer to each other or something... but overall it was kind of a strange thing. It started at 8:00 with a blindfold initiation where they made us walk through stuff and do dances and then they gave us nicknames which were all strangely sexual.... a bit awkward to have happen at a university. For example, my nickname is Bumble Bee - "beacuse his small stinger causes great damage." Another part of grubbing is "the line," this is where everyone goes out to the parking lot, stands in lines, and for long, extended periods of time we are yelled at and told to do stuff by the seniors. It wasn't terrible and mean or anything, just kinda blah...

After grubbing for the night ended, they told us that it was going to happen again at 4AM... and for every other night this week at 8 and 4. So being the smart kids that we are, a few of us just decided to stay up instead of sleeping for a little bit and being woken up. After hanging out in the common room til 4, we went back out to "the line," where they did the same stuff for an hour and a half then took us on a 5:30am tour of the campus, as the sun rose and at this point we were so incredibly tired at this point and had to wake up at 9 for a meeting. When the tour ended at 6:15, my friend Michelle and I decided that less than 3 hours of sleep would have a more negative toll than none at all, so instead of going to sleep, we went down to the beach from about 6:30 til 8ish.

Turns out that the 9:00 meeting was not only incredibly boring, but somewhat useless for us international students. I spent most of it slightly falling asleep, but not being able to actually get more than like 30 seconds of rest. After the meeting, which took waaaaay too long, we went to our EAP office to register for classes. It was confusing, hectic, and somewhat unorganized, but thanks to our liason it ended up working out well for us international students. The classes I am enrolled in are:

Carribean Pop Culture
Intro to Sociology II
Sociology of Tourism
Sociology of Development

The next plan on our list was to go into town to shop a little. I ended up getting sandals, and we also had to find a passport photo place to take pictures for our student visa's. I ended up finding this skedtchy little place where you basically had to walk through a maze of stairs and twists and turns just to find a tiny little studio where they powdered my face and fixed my hair for the photo. It was overall a very strange experience and I was glad to leave the building. After getting some food we headed back to our dorms, thinking we might get some sleep finally, but no... the group decided we would be going out to The Gap to a bar/club called McBrides. Most people stayed til like 6, but Michelle and I were so dead tired at this point that we got a taxi back to the dorm. Somehow we found the most insane driver, and on the way home he ran almost every red light and I don't think there was any way he was staying under the speed limit. We did make it safe though, and after 41 hours of keeping myself awake I was able to get some rest.

Living From Beach to Beach

Ever since we arrived in Barbdos, and a bit beforehand, the big name beach that kept getting mentioned was Crane Beach, so as a collective we pretty much all knew we wanted to go check out Crane. It seemed like it would be a quick trip where we transfer busses once, but it ended up being quite the trek. After taking the bus into Bridgetown we got off and started to search for the bus terminal using bits & pieces of directions. We ended up wandering the city for a bit, seeing things like Parliment, and the major areas of Bridgetown. We eventually ended up finding the stop, waiting quite a while for our bus to arrive, then took quite a while to get there. It ended up being a 2 hour ride that took half an hour to get back when we took a taxi instead of bus.

But we did eventually arrive at Crane, and it was not too shabby. I guess at one point it was on The Lifestyles of the Rich & Famous as one of the Top 10 beaches in the world, but it wasn't that amazing... There were some sweet stepping stones to get over from the road, a very cool cliff that you could venture out to and jump off, the sand was a very pretty shade of pink due to the amount of coral in the sand. I went up to the top of a large flight of stairs to find a resort hotel (MOM: http://www.thecrane.com) where I got an amazing cheeseburger. On the way out of the beach, some locals got us coconuts and popped them open, gave us straws, and cut them open to eat at the end. Good stuff...

A random fire alarm got set off later in the night, and it was amazingly loud, even more annoying than in the States, but eventually got fixed. Right afterwards I got a Skype message from everyone back in Huntington which was really awesome, very cool to be able to see everyone and them to see me.... almost like I was there with them. The rest of the night consisted of going down to the St. Laurence Gap to a club called McBrides which was hosting an 80s night, tons of fun, a bit of pool, and then we ventured down to a little pub called The Lighthouse where a duo of Barbadians were playing acousic American rock songs by Linkin Park, Coldplay, etc.... it was pretty chill. We got back to the dorms that night at about 5:15am and fell to a dead sleep

UWI, Cave Hill (pronounced "u-wii chill")

If there are too major things about my dorm that have gotten to me so far it is the weather and the water. First off the weather is crazy, it's so hot that even my friends from Belize think it's sweltering here. At night I can't even put a blanket over me and there is no way my shirt stays on throughout the night. Today was the hottest day yet and we also had the biggest storms and most cloudy weather yet... Not much of it makes sense, but I'm getting used to it. Despite the heat I can sleep the night through with only waking a few times for water. Luckily the water here is amazing, there is some sort of phenomenon here where the ocean water goes through the island and seeps up through the limestone which purifies the water, this means the tap water tastes amazing and having a sink in my room is amazing due to the heat. The first night I had to stick my head under the faucet, but since then I have realized that using a cup makes much more sense.

I woke Friday morning at 8:00 for the 9:00 school orientation. The orientation didn't start til about an hour after schedule and it ended an hour and a half late, island time is crazy, no one rushes anything or has any schedules except us Americans, haha. After orientation we went on a guided tour of the campus which was informative, but I pretty much forget where everything is already, but I do know that the school is quite beautiful. From one of the buildings there was a nice overlook where I learned that in Barbados buildings are not allowed to rise above the trees as to keep the beauty in tact. The only exeptions are The Grand Barbados and Marriot hotels, which I found a bit funny, but it is a very tourist driven society so not too surprising. We then went fora quick shopping trip at a local mall, which was an intersting experience all together.

Last night (Friday) was Fish Fry night down in Oistens and our liason said she would meet us down there and buy us food which was awesome. So the 10 Californians, 1 New Yorker, and 4 Canadians took taxi / busses about half an hour away to where the night life is crazy and there are tons of little restaurants frying and cooking up all kinds of fish, chicken, steak, and other animals. After dinner we went over to the stage where there were huge speakers piked on top of each other blasting reggae, dancehall, and all the other popular island music and we danced for the rest of the night. I'm glad I am not an American girl because the Barbadian men are all attracted to and make lude comments at them all the time, we've learned that it's a cultural sign of kindness and respect as opposed to how disrespectful it would be in the states, but it still seems a bit creepy at this point.

We got back to the University around 12:30 and went down to the beach and layed in the ocean for the next two hours as the rain poured down and we watched lightning in the distance.

First Day in the Dorms

I think that my internal clock was still a little messed up after the first night in Barbados, because instead of sleeping in like I had hoped for, I woke up at 1:00 after only three hours of sleep. After about an hour of lying in bed hoping to fall asleep, I got up played Peggle for a half hour or so then went back to sleep only to wake up at 8ish to get picked up and taken to our EAP orientation. The 6 of us woke to find that in the middle of the night someone else got dropped off from New York and he was completely lost. Being the kind Californian's we were we picked him up and brought him along for the ride... little did we know that there were also two other EAP students staying there that we didn't know about. Our driver then drove us to the Walmer Lodge where we soon found out the rest of the UC students were staying, and we all met each other for the first time.

The EAP orientation was pretty generic, alot of the usual stuff with some small exceptions. There are 3 rules that we have as EAP students, and 3 rules only...

1. Don't get pregnant or get anyone pregnant
2. Don't get arrested
3. Don't die

haha.... those are our only rules for the next 4 months. After orientation we got our first taste of the unpredictable Barbadian weather. As we stood in the blistering hot sun waiting for our taxi to come get us it started pouring in a few seconds time, straight out of an episode of LOST, and after about 5 minutes it stopped suddenly and was hot again. This has become a very common occurance and I'm getting quite used to it

After orientation we got our stuff and moved into the dorms. These dorms are very different than the ones I had at UCI. For one there are only single rooms and the rooms are very tiny. The bathroom does not come stocked with toilet paper, handsoap, or anything. and most of all there is no A/C... which tends to be a burden when the temp is a constant 88 during the day and 80ish at night all year long. After moving in, alot of us headed to a beach up the coast a bit where they had trampolines in the water, jet ski's, and plenty of other touristy things but decided to sav our money for a while and just swim for the day, but come back later to do the activities. Later on in the night after getting some food and hanging out at the dorms for a while, a good sized group of us went down to the local corner store, got some beer and hung out on the beach all night with frogs and crabs.

Hello Barbados

As anyone knows who has traveled outside the US, customs pretty much sucks, but when entering Barbados we had to go through the motions. I spent about an hour waiting in line just to have the officer barely glance at my passport and stamp it. Me and the five other EAP students that I had found along the way grabbed our stuff and headed outside to search for the person supposed to pick us up. We were greeted with a jolly woman named Avril holding a EAP Sutdents sign and gave each one of us a huge hug. She then right away took us to a taxi-van where she left us with the driver to send us off to our lodging. To our knowledge we were going to a place called Walmer Lodge for 4 nights, so when we arrived at Coral Lane we were slightly confused and learned that we were moving into the dorms a day later. The driver had other places to be, so we unpacked our stuff and went to the front door of the hotel to check in.

We were greeted with a huge sign that says "DO NOT KNOCK" and no one was anywhere. Being the Americans that we are we decided to ignore the sign and knock anyway... no answer. After ten minutes of waiting we called our liason and asked what was going on. It turns out they hadn't planned for anyone to meet us there and let us in, so after another 20 of so minutes the hotel manager showed up and gave us our room keys. This was the first instance we encountered dealing with "island time" and quickly learned that no one sticks to any time schedule at all on this island. Luckily the place was pretty nice and we all got our own rooms.

Hungry and tired, we decided to go down the street to a little corner restaurant called The Roti Den and ordered up some chicken & potatoes rotis (chicken, potatoes, curry, and other stuff wrapped like a burrito pretty much). Finally getting some food in my stomache was great, and we spent the rest of the night watching the Olympics in our room which was a very strange experience in itself. They showed the NBC broadcast, but when it would cut to commercial or to a featurette of an American athelete, the tv station immediately cut to highlights of local athletes like Usain Bolt running their races. The strange broadcast coupled with a few random commercials that were just plain weird made for a very interesting Olympic night. About an hour or so into the broadcast they cut in with a panel talking about cricket which signified to me that it was time to get some sleep around 10:00.

Goodbye USA

Tuesday the 19th at 8:00 pm was my final goodbye before my semester abroad. Jenae was kind enough to drive me out to LAX to drop me at the airport. Flight 1 left LAX at 10:45 and flew to Miami right through the hurricane which led to about a half hour of solid turbulence, ended up being the first time I ever got sick on a plane ride. To ease my upset stomache I walked around for a while and drank some water. Needless to say this led to little to no sleep, and at the end of the 5 hour plane flight we arrived at Miami at 7 AM and I wasn't any more awake than when I took off. But at least I got to watch the sunrise from above. At this point my body knew it was 4Am but the time change told my eyes it was morning and time for breakfast, so I got some food before the 2nd flight. Flight 2 was three hours and thankfully i got to sleep for most of the flight. We arrived at Sir Grantley Adams airport in Barbados around noon and had to move onto customs even though we were all very tired.