The Gingerbread House
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... trip and trying to stay calm as the vertigo kicked in. Praying the brakes held as we got stuck behind a refuse truck. No turning round, no overtaking, no way back! On the plus side, we got to see alot more scenery and had a guided tour all the way back and I'd treated us to a leg of lamb in the shopping for tea. I'd also found a jar of mint jelly with a Waitrose label!!! Treasure! We invited Ingrid and Roman for a meal onboard with a view, under the mango ...
... the hotel was excellent. The staff were courteous and obliging from the greeter at the door through the head waiter. The restaurant was first rate and no fault could be found in the room. So why gripe about a few dollars?
As an aside, I can't leave this introduction to the island without a comment on language. Coming into town by taxi I was perplexed to see highway signage in both English and Spanish. The reason for this, I was told, was that ...
... same old spiel,
going over a bit again word for word too!
However the pitch lake was definitely worth a visit – like
nothing I’ve seen or sensed before! The water pockets, pushed up by the rising
asphalt were quite disconcerting – just a jet of hot liquid splashing on you,
feeling and sounding worryingly like a mini eruption. Most of the central bit
has quite a lot of give but knowing which bits are still liquid is vital, hence
... that were so american, but there were other bits that looked a little island style ghetto.... I honestly have no idea what I was expecting, and it was dark, but I quickly realised that I was not in "Kansas" anymore. I was also a little worried on the trip about the hotel. I had never been in contact with them myself, and I was worried about whether I had a reservation at all, if they knew that I was coming so late, if anyone would be there to let me in ...
... to be wild fires. Every now and then we would see large flames leap up to the sky. With the proximity of homes, this reminded me of the fires in Colorado Springs last summer, just on a smaller scale. By nightfall we could no longer see the flames.
For dinner we walked about two blocks to the cinema complex. The theater was fairly large with ten screens. We did not wish to see a movie, we just made our way through ...