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So, this post is a MUST DO in my very very long list of things to do.
First of all, I gotta start by saying that I'm going to the Jungle.
No, it's not a joke. I'm not kidding. It's for real. I'm LITERALLY going to the jungle. As in the, the very virgen jungle, that shall not be so virgen after we leave.
I know I've mentioned that my job now, the company I work for, is so much bigger than the Lab I used to work for ever was. We continually send people to the jungle to do the boring holes for the Camisea Expansion thingy. You know, the gas and stuff. I'm not sure how it's actually called in English, but I'm hoping you get most of what I'm trying to say here. And since this time around no one was actually willing to go to the jungle (it's not the easiest time EVER and it's not like the pay is amazingly good), so I figured, well, I've never been. Cue me saying, ME!
There are a bunch of things that I gotta make clear here. One, it's going to be an AMAZING learning experience. People, THIS IS THE JUNGLE WE'RE TALKING ABOUT. And it's untouched by no man before, and we'll be staying in what we call "rotating camps" which means that we set it up for as long as we're staying there, and then we of course take it down and move on. Dude. CAMP. I've never gone CAMPING EVER! *g* It's not going to be easy, sure, no one said it wsa gonna be, but the job it's only for six weeks (which of course means it's more like eight, but who cares) and I'M GONNA COME BACK so that's always a plus. I mean, dude, two months. No one around here is even gonna notice me gone. *g*
Two, for some reaon, Jorge, the guy I work with (I deal with everything regarding the offier, and he deals with everything regading the people we manage, meaning, the workmen), said that he didn't think I could cut it because I looked "delicate". Dude. Asshat. YES, YOU! I've been through shit you can't even IMAGINE! SO DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP. It pissed me off, as you can imagine, but I had already made up my mind before that, and that only helped make it the more important I go. I was gonna have to go anyway, at one point or another, as a learning experience. Why not go now? Also, fuck you, asshole. *g*
And three? Well, that's pretty much it. We're gonna go, do boring holes in two sides of two rivers (RIVERS, PEOPLE! RIVERS!!!!!) and then come back 45 days on schedule, which means that with rains (it rains like the rain forest, which, you know, IT IS) and a problem or two with the equipment, really means two months. I'm cool with that.
Everyone at work kept saying stuff like: "it's not going to be easy" and "it's going to be a pain to take a shower" and "it's hotter than hell" and "the mosquitos will eat you alive" and "you're a girl!". But really. It's an adventure. It's going to be a bit of a pain here and there, but people, I'm going to have a place to sleep, food to eat (thrown to us by helicopter, very search and rescue), and not really much to do but watch as the workmen do the drilling. I get to read books. I get to see the jungle. What the hell more could I want? Really. Everything ends, at some point. I'm gonna come back, too, at some point, no matter what might keep us there longer or not. And it's work. Those are the main things for me. I see no poing in freaking out.
After you've been kicked out of house and home, and there's this second when you're so tired that you think, "god, the second I get home I'm gonna take a shower" and then realize, shit, you don't have a home. That's fucked up. This? Compare to that? Piece of cake. Sure, I'll be mosquito food for god knows how long and I'll be sweating like a pig and will have to walk about 5 miles to the drilling site and then back (because we, of course, do not set camp right by the place where we drill. oh, no, it has to be five to ten miles from it), but it will have a beginning and an end in sight, and for me, really? that's all that matters. I'm weird like that.
IT's an adventure! At least that's how I see it. Doing something I've never done before. Hell, doing a million somethings I've never done before. Starting by going on a plane, leaving Lima for more than a day, then riding on a chopper and THEN going on a boat (difficult to reach? Nah!) and then staying in camp and being on my own AND BEING SENIOR ENGINEER THERE and working for Pluspetrol and HOLY SHIT PEOPLE HOW CAN I NOT BE EXCITED!
Everyone at work kept saying that it was gonna be shit. It probably will be. Hell, it will be, but you know what? That shit I can take. I can so take it. I'm even gonna have fun half of the time. Wanna bet?
There will be no phone reception there. No surprise, but I'll have a satellite phone, so at least I get to call home and let them know that I'm alive and probably call Jose at least once a week, too. *g* I'll get to read, as long as there's light out there, and then manage to read by this small flashlight I'm taking. If not, just sleep, which I so love doing. I'm gonna manage, because that's what I do. Always have.
I'm leaving on Friday, so I'm gonna try and post ASA before that and maybe make another post about everything I need to buy and pack and stuff.
I'M GOING TO THE JUNGLE, PEOPLE!!!!
First of all, I gotta start by saying that I'm going to the Jungle.
No, it's not a joke. I'm not kidding. It's for real. I'm LITERALLY going to the jungle. As in the, the very virgen jungle, that shall not be so virgen after we leave.
I know I've mentioned that my job now, the company I work for, is so much bigger than the Lab I used to work for ever was. We continually send people to the jungle to do the boring holes for the Camisea Expansion thingy. You know, the gas and stuff. I'm not sure how it's actually called in English, but I'm hoping you get most of what I'm trying to say here. And since this time around no one was actually willing to go to the jungle (it's not the easiest time EVER and it's not like the pay is amazingly good), so I figured, well, I've never been. Cue me saying, ME!
There are a bunch of things that I gotta make clear here. One, it's going to be an AMAZING learning experience. People, THIS IS THE JUNGLE WE'RE TALKING ABOUT. And it's untouched by no man before, and we'll be staying in what we call "rotating camps" which means that we set it up for as long as we're staying there, and then we of course take it down and move on. Dude. CAMP. I've never gone CAMPING EVER! *g* It's not going to be easy, sure, no one said it wsa gonna be, but the job it's only for six weeks (which of course means it's more like eight, but who cares) and I'M GONNA COME BACK so that's always a plus. I mean, dude, two months. No one around here is even gonna notice me gone. *g*
Two, for some reaon, Jorge, the guy I work with (I deal with everything regarding the offier, and he deals with everything regading the people we manage, meaning, the workmen), said that he didn't think I could cut it because I looked "delicate". Dude. Asshat. YES, YOU! I've been through shit you can't even IMAGINE! SO DON'T GIVE ME THAT CRAP. It pissed me off, as you can imagine, but I had already made up my mind before that, and that only helped make it the more important I go. I was gonna have to go anyway, at one point or another, as a learning experience. Why not go now? Also, fuck you, asshole. *g*
And three? Well, that's pretty much it. We're gonna go, do boring holes in two sides of two rivers (RIVERS, PEOPLE! RIVERS!!!!!) and then come back 45 days on schedule, which means that with rains (it rains like the rain forest, which, you know, IT IS) and a problem or two with the equipment, really means two months. I'm cool with that.
Everyone at work kept saying stuff like: "it's not going to be easy" and "it's going to be a pain to take a shower" and "it's hotter than hell" and "the mosquitos will eat you alive" and "you're a girl!". But really. It's an adventure. It's going to be a bit of a pain here and there, but people, I'm going to have a place to sleep, food to eat (thrown to us by helicopter, very search and rescue), and not really much to do but watch as the workmen do the drilling. I get to read books. I get to see the jungle. What the hell more could I want? Really. Everything ends, at some point. I'm gonna come back, too, at some point, no matter what might keep us there longer or not. And it's work. Those are the main things for me. I see no poing in freaking out.
After you've been kicked out of house and home, and there's this second when you're so tired that you think, "god, the second I get home I'm gonna take a shower" and then realize, shit, you don't have a home. That's fucked up. This? Compare to that? Piece of cake. Sure, I'll be mosquito food for god knows how long and I'll be sweating like a pig and will have to walk about 5 miles to the drilling site and then back (because we, of course, do not set camp right by the place where we drill. oh, no, it has to be five to ten miles from it), but it will have a beginning and an end in sight, and for me, really? that's all that matters. I'm weird like that.
IT's an adventure! At least that's how I see it. Doing something I've never done before. Hell, doing a million somethings I've never done before. Starting by going on a plane, leaving Lima for more than a day, then riding on a chopper and THEN going on a boat (difficult to reach? Nah!) and then staying in camp and being on my own AND BEING SENIOR ENGINEER THERE and working for Pluspetrol and HOLY SHIT PEOPLE HOW CAN I NOT BE EXCITED!
Everyone at work kept saying that it was gonna be shit. It probably will be. Hell, it will be, but you know what? That shit I can take. I can so take it. I'm even gonna have fun half of the time. Wanna bet?
There will be no phone reception there. No surprise, but I'll have a satellite phone, so at least I get to call home and let them know that I'm alive and probably call Jose at least once a week, too. *g* I'll get to read, as long as there's light out there, and then manage to read by this small flashlight I'm taking. If not, just sleep, which I so love doing. I'm gonna manage, because that's what I do. Always have.
I'm leaving on Friday, so I'm gonna try and post ASA before that and maybe make another post about everything I need to buy and pack and stuff.
I'M GOING TO THE JUNGLE, PEOPLE!!!!