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Sun, Sand, Sea and Sex?
... and he head back. After I suggested he follow the directions in my guidebook, he eventually found the place. We then went on a guided tour - I paid my entry fee, Potsy seemed to get in free on the back of my payment. I enjoyed the tour and found the weird types of plant very interesting, eg. the "compass tree" that always leans to the south to catch humidity off the local winds, plants with spikes many inches long, baobabs with their thick trunks to hold water, one over 1,000 ...
Oceanside Paradise
... 5 months ago but there are "buku poission" (many fish!). I admire his honesty but I'm here I'm diving no matter what. So Pat decides he's going to join me and snorkel so off we go. With a boat full of a French family who's daughter is a SCUBA instructor in Chicago and Stephan my dive master off we go.
It turns out I have a very pleasant dive. I can only imagine what this reef looked like when alive. The fish population is still fairly impressive ...
Snorkel, Eating, Sunning and Snoozing
... Did I mention the lunch cost $7!
The rest of the day can be summed up by saying we retired to our chairs again and snoozed, read, chatted and generally relaxed to the sounds of the waves on the beach and the **** on shelf vendors walking the beach trying to sell beads, carvings, boats... I tried to sell THEM Pat but they said I'd have to pay them to take him :)
Finally we decide on one last farewell drink with our new german friends. Well rather than beer we all ...
Four-Wheelers, Sand-dunes & Scuba Diving!
... Luckily the driver of the boat got our equipment ready as we put on our flippers and got a crash course from the instructor, thankfully it sounds like they always get first timers. It was nice to go scuba diving again and it was the first time I actually got to try out my new underwater camera since my old one is still in a bag of rice in my backpack back in Ivandry lol. The dive went really well and the guys got accustomed to it pretty quickly. When we were just starting though ...
The Taxi-Bruuse Ride from Hell
... noon. That’s right…19hrs on that damn thing and no you cant say you can imagine what that is like, traveling on the train or Grey Hound across Canada or home. Picture a soccer mom van but with four rows of seats to accommodate 13-15 people (depending on kids), then imagine having about four feet of **** strapped to the roof…got that? Okay good, now throw that car into a sardine can…both in size and smell (because ...


