Trek jungles, cross rivers.
I went jungle trekking and river crossing today. It was my first time doing it at this new location and I was having mixed feelings about it right from the start because a) I want to do it. I miss the outdoors since I haven't been in nature for quite awhile but b) I have been feeling so restless, lethargic, all I need is a massage not another exhausting activity that requires me to get down and dirty. However, at the end of it all, I sure was glad that I went on with it and didn't even try to find excuses to skip it and rot at base camp, because then I wouldn't have experienced one of the best working days of my life. I couldn't have done it without my two buddies. There I was with Ben and Zaim, together with two local guides, four teachers and a certain number of students from the same school, but with a variety of background, ethnicity, as well as different levels of interest, effort and competency.
The jungle trek started off with flat, dry and sandy grounds with very little greenery but as we continued walking, it slowly turned into the opposite til all you see were tall leaves and trees. It hadn't rained the night before but there were areas of mud and washed up soil from the river, and as part of the activity, participants had to crawl across the mud path til they reached the other side. There are two rivers that we had to cross throughout the whole trek and both were at least chest deep with (thankfully) very slow current. Unfortunately though, the first river smelled like sewage water from all the mud and natural fertilizers, and I am not even kidding. Everyone had to cross from one river bank to the other, where we continued walking til we reached the second river that was much cleaner as it was filled with sea water. Still as salty, but at least it didn't reek.
At the end of the whole trail that was at least three hours long, every single one of us were covered from head to toe with mud, sand, soil, and whatever it was in the two rivers. There were so many reasons for one to complain and as an instructor, we anticipate whiny screams of torture from the participants, but I didn't hear a single one of them whined or complained - and I couldn't have been prouder of every single one of them.
"At the start, you don't know what is in stored for you. You know what it was roughly, but you don't know what exactly may come your way, but you chose that path anyway. When you reached the first obstacle, you may pause and start to doubt your decision. But whether you like it or not, you are already on that path that you chose to start on and the only way for you to reach the destination, is to go through whatever comes your way.
When you crossed the first river, you couldn't imagine how hard it was but you did it anyway, you went through the turmoil and didn't give up. And when you crossed the second river, you realized that things aren't so bad because a) you have done this before and survived it, you can do it again and b) it isn't as bad as you originally thought it would be. That is how it is in life - it may seem tough at first, but it will always get easier with perseverance. You have to get through the tough times, before understanding and learning to appreciate the good."