We set off from the hostel at 6am to get the bus to Fieldbase in Turrialba at 6.30am. It was a two hour journey. I fell asleep shortly after we set off through San José's rundown streets, and woke up half an hour later to stunning scenery.
We got taxied to a local café, where we were served a traditional Costa Rican breakfast.
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| A full Costa Rican. |
From there it was about a 20 minute walk to Fieldbase, where we were shown our sleeping quarters, Fieldbase itself, and our work areas.
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| Our crib. |
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| Our workplace. |
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| My office. Please knock before you enter. |
We then had a swimming assessment, which I failed to complete, and which I'm indifferent to. Yesterday was my first time in a swimming pool in five years, and I just really splashed about a bit. Unfortunately, there was no splashing about element to the swimming assessment, and two lengths, followed by treading water for two minutes, followed by six more lengths was very much beyond me. I lasted about 30 seconds into treading water. My next tattoo will either say 'Landlubber' or 'Keep your damn water'. At least there was some pretty views on the walk back from the pool.
Back to Fieldbase for lunch, and then team briefings began, and Splatches, the Fieldbase dog introduced herself.
The communications team briefing was fine. The in-country team went through what was expected of us. No problem!
And here's Wanky, the Fieldbase cat.
Wanky may not actually be his name, but for our simple tongues it will do.
Having spoken to more people about what led them to Raleigh, redirection seems to be a recurring theme. It's like Raleigh is a reset button for whatever has been going on.
We've just had dinner, and now it's time for bed. It's been a long and eventful day.
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