Sanmali Beach Hotel
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- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... child, in my dreams... A forest of coconut palms, in a field of sand, by the water... The only thing missing, was a hammock. This was my very first idea of what a holiday looked liked. 20 years later, my ideas of what a "holiday" looks like have certainly expanded but that image is still ever present. 10:44am - 2nd & only can of Diet Pepsi left in Marawila - Humidity is 110%. I'm a hot mess. I have no summer clothes (shorts or skirts), I'm wearing long ...
... for gaps between stamps on used pages of our passports, in order not to waste space, a rarity in any country as they usually stamp the arrival stamp in the middle of a blank page. He even covered part of pre existing stamps which technically is a bit of a no no, but we weren't complaining, seeing as I only have two pages left! What we weren't impressed with was the tips we were hit up with as soon as we got to the taxi. A man from the taxi stand inside arrivals took us to ...
... and the sail picks up the wind overhead. From time to time, they throw water to wet the sail to make us go faster. After half an hour we reach a shipwreck, caused when 'the captain had been drinking too much'! The journey back to the shore is exhilarating as the catamaran glides through the water and I hear stories from the men about turtles, dolphins and sharks - 'very dangerous ...
Early start. Up at 6.30am and at reception at 7am. Our van was ready to take us to the fish market, our driver was the same one as yesterday! We headed out onto the busy roads with everyone heading in to market and work. An addition mode of transport was the rotary hoe, hooked up to a trailer for carrying people or goods. These had a top speed of about 15kph and posed a serious hazard for the faster moving traffic. The factory area had a throng of people, streaming off the buses and ...
Woke to the sound of ... nothing, no roosters, no horns, just the odd quiet bird call and the very occasional shrill creek, creek, creek of a gecko, just audible above the white noise of the air conditioning. We showered and went to breakfast. The family who had arrived after us were at breakfast, represented only by the parents. The children were still asleep, a late breakfast for them was being negotiated. We enjoyed fresh juice, a platter of fruit, and a basket ...