Day 10: Feeling It
‘Twas early in the morning
And all through the Hotel Acoma
The young, tired travelers
Were beginning to wake, with a moan(a)
At the ripe hour of eight
The groggy students boarded the bus
Driven by fearless Marcelo
A hero to us
On the drive to Cotacachi
A dormant volcano
The group was treated to incredible scenery
Which was certainly Ka-blamo
Lake Cuicocha
And the towering mountain behind
Made for a great photo-op
The views blew my mind!
Tom takes a photo
We began our hike
To circumnavigate the lake
But a grisly scene on the road
Made our guide shout “Brake!”
There before us
Stuck in the sand
Was our tank of a bus
Now succumbed to the land
We pushed and pushed
With all of our might
And finally freed our poor bus
To Marcelo’s delight
Here, we see teamwork making the dreamwork
Round the lake we went
Listening to Alberto’s tales
Of mountainous love triangles
The guide spared no details
As we trekked on
Our legs grew tired
But the gorgeous landscape
Kept our minds wired
Burnt necked and winded
We dined as a bunch
And brave Niklas even tried “Cuy”
(Guinea pig) for lunch!
Then came introductions to APAK
An enthusiastic crew
With whom we will be working
To create SICK films y’all can view
Weary and dust covered
Most settled in for the night
Now on to the next day
With more adventures in sight 🙂
And to all have a great trip! Love it!
Your poem was wicked ka-blamo. Marcelo also seems like a champ.