Sabai Beach Resort
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... and difficult skill) buoyancy control. Using a combination of an inflatable life vest (essentially) and weights you an achieve perfect neutral buoyancy underwater. Then, by controlling your breathing you can rise and fall in the water as you wish.
The second day was ...
... s) house in Pretoria tonight and Friday night. We got there, unpacked, had a Heineken, which was followed up shortly thereafter with a Grolsch, while the ladies looked deep into the eye of that red wine bottle. It was great to catch up with an old friend. We were dog tired and it showed, so we decided to have an early meal, a wonderful home cooked meal prepared by Estee during the course of the day. Estee’s aunt, aunt Alice, a lady at 75 that does not look a weekend older ...
... Thai massage was on my bucket list for this trip so away I go, back to a lovely town where I spent my New Years this year... Chiang Mai! Let's see what this next chapter brings as I start to wind down my Asian adventures. Soaking in each moment as much as I can. Home is calling my name. Time to prepare! First, a little more living, laughing and most importantly, learning! Ciao for now my friends and loved ones :) Namaste. Xo Heather PS: stay tuned for yoga classes coming to a venue near you! ...
... br> "Sitting on the boat since 4 hours and you Bryan, are swimming all this time already :-)
You are doing a great job!!"
09:15 Stroke count 50
Everyone on the boat is nodding off! Well not everyone but a few. Poor old Richie he is knackered!
09:20 The sea is as flat as a pancake here.
Checked the tracker and we are still on thank goodness.
09:30 Mao Bay now. Mango shake 150ml, water 320ml, ...
Day 1 - Another full day of traveling, 11 hours in total, a taxi, a plane, a coach, a boat and a tuk tuk, we really hit all the transport. Our hostel was in the middle of no where, in the jungle run by a French guy called Malcolm with a pet goat called cherry. They had double booked our room, but there was no where else we could go, eventually after a lot of shouting, moving rooms, moving rooms again more shouting we had a place to sleep. There was no where around to get food but they had ...