After oversleeping a bit, Tal and Megan finally got on their gear to go out for a morning snorkel. When we first got out we decided to visit the sailfin blenny we’d found the other day, and the eel who lives underneath it. We found the same rock, and sure enough, there was the blenny […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Day 6: Last Day Blues"
In the morning, we honestly laid around. We worked a bit (on science—Tal answered textbook questions, and Megan read papers on dolphin cognition), and then Tal made the two of us lunch: grilled cheese for Megan and pasta for herself. It’s nice to have a chef. Our three elders decided to forgo a dive for […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Day 5: Megan is scared of tarpon and doesn't like it."
Megan overslept this morning. This is nothing new. When she was done oversleeping, we all went for a snorkel at a beach called Windsock because it’s right across from the airport (every time a plane flew overhead, Megan thought we were about to be hit by a boat). It was pretty, and we saw some […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Day 4: Umlauts are cool."
Our day began with waking up at about 8:30 to go snorkeling. This was Tal’s idea originally, because Megan never wakes up early, but she was happy about it, she swears. We had a quick breakfast of bread and peanut butter (which Tal made because Megan was useless), threw on our fins, and departed the […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Day 3: Happy Birthday, Steven. We miss you."
Hello everyone! Here is Tal and Megan’s silly account of what happened today. First we worked. Fun. Does anyone want to hear about that? No. (It was nice to do homework next to each other, by the ocean, however, and Tal did get a lot of math done.) Our dive for the day was at […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Day 2: Sea glass is EVERYWHERE. (Thank you, Calvin.)"
Hi, everyone! This is Megan, as per usual, which merits saying because there’s going to be an extra author on these posts—my little cousin, Tal, who is an old woman in the body of a twelve-year-old (maybe not an old woman. She’s too cool to be an old woman. But she’s definitely older than twelve. […]Read more "Megan and Tal Blog Bonaire: Number 1 (First Day. Tarpon are big.)"