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... one had to really see it to believe it. We barely realized how time flew and soon we had to bid farewell to Basnet. It was the most beautiful day we had spent at Havelock. I will always cherish these moments.
Mon, 28 Jan 2013
We were to sail back to Port Blair the following day. The Makruzz was waiting for us at the jetty. The Makruzz is the first privately owned ...
... in front of us. The culture of pushing in India was the worst that we had ever experienced and you really had to be tough and rude in order to keep your position in the queue. Half an hour later after standing in a packed queue in 35 degrees we finally got our tickets and we were finally on our way. The ferry took us 3 hours and gave Em the worst sun burn that any of us had seen, her arm had turned as red as an Islay lobster... However after those three hours we arrived ...
... two-and-a-half hour ferry is a breeze, getting back is another story altogether. Oftentimes passengers must wait as long as four hours to buy their return tickets. If they happen to be right up by the wicket at 4:00 p.m. the window slams shut and they're told to come back in the morning.
One thing Havelock Island has going for it is its climate. Walking down the road in the heat of the day - 39C maybe ...
... an Indian accent would sound like... "blah blah blah blah blah blah AMANDA blah blah blah blah blah POLICE blah blah blah blah blah MUST GO..."
This might be a good time to explain the whole Andaman permit deal. See, when we arrived and checked in with Customs, Immigration, the Coast Guard and the Harbor Master we were issued permits. Those permits were pretty specific in terms of how we could travel (on our boat) ...
... I left Gill
at the window took an auto rickshaw into town to get a 'Xerox'. Gill had done
very well in my absence - she met an ex Portuguese pilot with a long john silver earring who doesn't fly
spy planes anymore just cessnas - what a load of bull - anyway I liked
this guy because he had a bloody big stick which amongst other things
stopped the locals pushing past - later he told us that he uses this on
the islands to keep ...