For the past two Sundays, I've been going across the street to the beach. The first time, I snorkeled. The fish were absolutely beautiful, and the cucumber slugs were slimy as ever. The second time, I sat on the beach and took pictures, such as the one shown here, made hermit crab races, or Duk Duk Races with my cousin Taby, and just sat on the sand, enjoying myself.
Today, I worked at Gef Pa'go again and as the tourist's were leaving, one woman asked to take a picture with me. I was pleasantly surprised, and agreed, of course. That has never happened to me. The other tour guides said this happens all the time, and that I should get used to it, because it will happen again. I'm not sure I can ever get used to that. Not in a bad way. In fact, a very good way. Its just... unexpected.
I'm finally getting the hang of the rope making. As a tour guide, I turn two handles as part of the rope making process. As I turn the handles, tightening the smaller ropes, those ropes twine together, making a bigger rope on the other side of the mechanism. This new, bigger rope, can pull up to 300 pounds. Quite strong, I'd say.
That's all for now!
Thanks for reading!
Sincerely,
Me.
Simply, a seventeen year old.
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