02/27/09

Today, Thom, Brice, Jonny and I decided to take a trip to Anse a Foleur. I had been there before with Thom, but we wanted to go back because the beach was so much fun and the trip is an experience in itself. Neither Jonny or Brice had been there before so it was fun to show them. For the most part, the trip was the same as last time, so I won't write too much about it, however there was one fun part that I did want to write about.

For starters, it takes two tap taps (pickup trucks) to get out there. We ride one tap tap to St. Louis and then get off and find another one to get us to Anse a Foleur. The second tap tap is always larger. It is a much larger truck and holds more people. The first tap tap we were on holds about 19 people in the back. They are packed! I would imagine that the second tap tap holds over 30 people. Well, on the second tap tap, I didn't get on soon enough and didn't get a seat. That means that I have to stand up the whole time and keep from falling over. Well, the way it works is like this: One person holds onto the railing that is between the cab and the flatbed. The second person holds onto his shoulders and so on. We form what looks like a train, but we weren't doing it for entertainment. Well, I was the second person in line with Brice behind me. I remember Brice saying, "You're my rock, so if you fall, I fall." Well, we fell a few times. One time we both fell backward and so did the people holding onto Brice. He said that his butt went smashing up against an older lady who was sitting to the right of where he was standing. Ever since then, she held her hand against his butt cheek to keep him from falling. He didn't seem to comfortable with that, but who better than Brice to have an old lady holding is butt. I told him to flex it and he did. I guess she took it as a warning sign that he was losing his balance so she gripped it harder. Oops.

About fifteen minutes later, we were headed for this spot where the road gets very close to the shore and is deteriorated so much that the trucks actually drive along the beach and into the water. As we were approaching the water, the driver sped up and we went flying backward. Immediately, I felt as if he had hit the brakes because we went flying back forward. A split second later and a wall of water came flying over the cab and soaked everyone. I guess the driver didn't time it correctly and he drove into a wave of water that was rushing up the shore. It wasn't like a big splash of water, but a wall of water. I saw it coming over the cab and straight for us. It was brown, mixed with sand, and I couldn't see past it. I turned around to see everyone dripping wet and laughing. It was pretty funny. Other than that, the trip seemed much the same as it did last time. It was a lot of fun to have a few extra people with us this time and I look forward to going back again.