One Rover'S Place
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... real prospect of us being stranded in some random port town tomorrow; 2) having a hell of a boat ride even if the boat actually does leave port, and it may sink in the storm; 3) being battered by the typhoon after we get to our wooden hut in the resort we're heading to.
Travel is full of adventure. I just wished I didn't become an unintentional storm chaser, or as my Canadian buddy put it, a "bad weather magnet".
Wish me luck. I swim as well as a 3-legged dog.
... We settle on climbing Ugong Rock in Puerto as our alternate activity. Apparently some interesting caves along the way to the top, and a zip line ride down. The kids are all game. Just as we arrive after a 3 hour drive, torrential rain starts. We decide to wait out the rain. Eight people (the driver, the 6 of us, and some kid from Port Barton hitching a ride) in one tin box, with the rains hitting the roof like a hail storm. A great way to spend one's holiday. Despite ...
... Roof... no. Seems it was a little on the dangerous side for such a lengthy trip and the bus driver appeared to have some concerns about potentially killing a tourist. So locals only up top. That meant inside for us - and there's no doubt in my mind inside the bus was actually less comfortable than the roof. I was half on/half off the bench at the end of one row. The same for Ginny right behind me and Simon a couple of rows in front. There was ...
... crowded round the same tree, exclaiming excitedly, squinting through
binoculars and scribbling notes in their bird books.
Later we walked along
the main street into the town and over to the pier area, although
there's not a huge amount to see in the town. Later I chilled in the
garden, trying to avoid the lawn sprinkler while Tom hid from the
Having seen that the
restaurant across the road -Tio Rod's- had WIFI which we could use ...
... front of our bamboo chairs and head back to our Bangka for the final time.
It was a difficult return, having to leave all this behind, knowing I didn’t have a full day left to take another tour tomorrow. After all, the landscape continues to enthral right up to the coastline return. But someone, somewhere wanted to be kind to me, because halfway back the boatmen suddenly started to shout ‘ Dolphins! There are dolphins ...
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