As my bus arrived in the capital city, I just happened to be by a window on the right side of the bus, and saw a couple of my Peace Corps counterparts. I yelled at them through the open window so they would wait for me. I wasn't exactly sure how to get from Roseau to Rosalie, so it was fortuitous that I just happened to catch them. Soon, another couple of volunteers joined us, and the five of us boarded a bus together for Rosalie, near where the sixth volunteer lives and works.Rosalie Bay Resort by Simon George of the Nature Enhancement Team (NET Rosalie). Simon is an expert on sea turtles, and carefully explained their story to a crowd of about twenty resort guests and other visitors. It took place in a large gridded area up from the beach. Simon and his team patrol the Rosalie Bay beach, looking for sea turtles who come onto the beach to lay their eggs before returning to the sea. Whenever turtles dig a hole and lay eggs, Simon digs up the eggs and carefully transfers them to a grid square.
We had been encouraged to bring a sheet to sleep on, but I ended up using that old piece of plywood as my bed for the night (thus I didn't need to get the black sand out of my sheet when I got home). I also brought a lightweight pair of long pants to wear overnight, and a long sleeve shirt in an effort to guard against mosquitoes (which proved not to be a problem, probably because of the seabreeze blowing in from the beach). It wasn't the best night of sleeping, but I'm so glad I did it.
We roasted marshmallows at night, but as a joke in the morning I brought out some “S'more” flavored generic Pop-Tarts and heated them up in their foil envelope over the still-warm remnants of our campfire.