I
love rum – we stayed up late together last night – there was singing
and guitar playing and I couldn’t remember all the words to the MTA
song!
Today I spent a lot of time in the marsh...more than I
like! Actually it isn't so bad, but it smells bad. Sometimes
it smells like grandpa's pond, but others it smells like rotting horse
shit...and then maybe it is...so it isn't always a good place...but I've collected
a lot of snails. And i'm running some feeding and behavior trials
on them – so far it is neat because it seems like they prefer native
plants to the very closely related exotic that has been increasing in
abundance for the last few years.
Today
I saw a cowboy lasso a horse riding fast and swingin the rope...a
real cowboy! I thought of all of the times I wanted to have a
horse when I was a kid, then I thought about how these men must have been
riding horses all of their lives.
They looked like centaurs...because they were just riding so
fast, and the seemed to have such a feel for their horse the moved so well
like one animal – not two. After they got the horse
tied up I went to check it out...it was real dirty and fowl
smelling...it had gotten into the marsh and gotten sort of stuck - tired
out. But the cowboys got it back...it had been in the
marsh for several days...the marsh is really big (350 h.a.) I
went to talk to the cowboys and it made me feel tough! One of
the horses had a big bloody cut on its shoulder...I asked about it
and the cowboy said it was the bite of a vampire bat! - YiKES.
Then he laughed at me for tromping around in the marsh…do Costa Rican's
tromp around fowl smelling marshes with deep nasty sediment – I guess
not.
I could be working on nice, neat terrestrial system…what was I
thinking?
Why do I always want to work with invertebrates?
While I
was in the marsh I had on sunscreen, but not enough I suppose...so
now I have a sunburn and then it will start peeling and I will look
like tree that they have here that has green bark that peels off...it
is called a gringo que mala tree because of the peeling bark
which looks like a sunburn.
One
of the students who is working on a project with ctenosaurs (they
look like iguanas) got bit today and had to go to the hospital.
Haldre and I made a pact that if one of us has to go to the hospital
the other will come along for moral support!
This
morning I was rudely awaken by a rat! A rat. Can you
believe it? A RAT. It went running across my back
and I thought....what was that? IT was before 6 so I got up and
started stalking around the room which is smaller than my dorm room and
has 3 bunk beds in it (so six people and all of their stuff)...so I
was tracking this moving thing around but it was just barely
light...so I couldn't see it...I thought if someone wakes up right now
they will think that I'm crazy - all wandering around the room in
my boxers and speedy shirt! Then all at once I saw it...and I
wanted to scream - maybe that is the right thing to do - but then I
thought - it is too funny me stalking a rat around a crowded bedroom!
So
I laughed...everyone woke up and we tried to chase the rat out...but it
ran up a bed post to someone else's bed - then leapt on to the
curtain and ran along the pipes to the next room! Funny - everyone
was really annoyed at our room for laughing so loud so early in the
morning...but I said it is better to wake up to laughter than blood curdling
screams!
Actually
it isn’t so bad being underfoot of a rat.
But I’m glad it didn’t stay long.
In the room everyone suggested may be I didn’t get the smell of
the lagoon off enough and the rat was checking me out to see if it was
near home!
It isn’t true – I shower often here and just washed out my
swamp clothes.
When I told others at breakfast there was varied response, but the
funniest thing was the people who wanted to know what it looked like and
if I had keyed it out yet to determine its species – ahhh biologists!