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Från paradiset till "helvetet"
... med en ficklampa och ge sig ut, helt enkelt! Efter första gången man går vilse längs stranden på vägen hem lär man sig snabbt att hitta riktmärken som fungerar även i mörkret... ;-)
Frukosten på vårt hotell blev en ständig upplevelse. Istället för hundar hade vi söta små gröna geckos som tiggde marmelad vid bordet och i en inhängnad intill hade de landsköldpaddor och kaniner. Läskigt nog verkade en av sköldisarna vara död, den rörde sig inte ur ...
First stage complete!!
... in the Mozambique channel there would be whale sharks and manta rays in the right season but that's a bit later. :( On Saturdays, our days off, we went for a trek through the rainforest to get to the next village for some decent food and to see some wildlife on our way which started by wading through the mangroves
(which the villagers use as their toilet) up to our thighs which was....not so refreshing! We had a guide from our villlage ...
A Terrible Day
... Dominique (a regular at Bar Nandipo) for assisting with communications and the staff of Bar Nandipo who dealt with a difficult situation with care and respect. Thankyou also to the staff of the Belle Vue Hotel for their understanding, and Ross (tour operator for Djema Tours) for his assistance and condolences. Finally I would like to express our appreciation to Specialty Assist (World Nomads Travel Insurance), specifically Rickard and Ali, for ...
Treehouses by the Sand
... t as nice?), spindly frames and platform supporting treehouse-style bungalows on the side of the steep rise up from the beach. Also the cooking, sleeping and storage arrangements for our crew were the most sophisticated, and after the pit (no seat) toilet of Mahalina we were provided with bucket flush and bucket shower arrangements, which pleased the more sanitary conscious in the group.
The afternoon entailed more kayaking for Val, Graham and Sean as ...
A Hike for a Tortoise
... insisted on more than hello and began talking animatedly to us. Not knowing exactly what he wanted (with my extremely limited French I assumed he was showing us the best way to camp) we followed him to a path beneath and old, gnarled tree right near the beach. It was there that Sean, in the lead, was 'attacked' by a suddenly awoken treasure which hissed its displeasure at having been awoken from its long somnolence. A giant tortoise of the ...


