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Travel Blogs from Paramaribo
... through some light clouds, I could see a double rainbow below the plane. That followed us along until the light clouds totally blotted out the sun.
When I traveled home, I got there at about 08:30. As I was waiting at the small airport in Paramaribo, a man struck up a conversation with me. I found out he was a Customs agent at the airport. He knew I worked for the Embassy. When he walked away from me he shook my hand and ...
... 7, into the wind. As a former pilot, I know that is how it is supposed to work. Much to my surprise, the Letham plane taxied to the runway and took off on 25, downwind! I guess it is OK if the plane made it safely!
My plane boarded at 08:25 for an 08:30 departure. The seating on the small Cessna Caravan was two seats for the pilot and co-pilot (although we did not have a co-pilot), three single seats on one side and four ...
... I felt a bit sick. The worst thing is, when something runs out, they don't replace it, so there were eggs both mornings but empty plates when I turn up. The girl at reception, who doesn't lie, asked me to remind her to confirm the minibus for tomorrow.
I quickly check my insurance, am I covered? No. I head to the camera shop and move them from 610 Suriname dollars to 560. So I'm pleased with the savings. It does not come with a card ...
... bags, sardine packed adults, 6 kids taking a row of three seats, etc. My friend looked a little dumbfounded and I had to carefully explain that yes, this is normal, and no, we weren't going to die. Once he planted that seed in my head though, I started to worry if the tires were good or if this driver was going to leave us a mangled mess inside some compact car eating pothole.
By 9:30am we had reached the Albina ferry terminal ...
... with a hustle and bustle of cars, trucks, buses and people milling about. Aniel went in search of Tuti, the guy who was supposed to take us by korjaal to Gunsi. He came back with a young man dressed in nothing but shorts, a yellow towel draped round his neck, who was introduced to us as Tuti's brother. Tuti's brother, who later admitted to the name Ronald, told us to wait under an canopy where a group of young men were having fun drinking the rather good Parbo beer ...
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