Trip Start Feb 03, 2010
27Trip End Apr 15, 2010
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The bus was a exiting exprence. I felt like I was in a jungle fever verstion of a san fran sisco car chaces. The bus would careen over hills and screech round corners. We got air at least twice and just made a the corner on far to many ocations for my taist. People would woop and screem as the bus thudded into the tarmack after clearing a perticulary hi pieck.
Three coves separated by little spits of islands the last being the longest stretching for about a quarter of a mile
Getting to the beach we walked to the end of it and followed another path through the forist. Half way along someone had set up a little caff and we all bought a bottle of water or a sadwaige and caryed on down to see where the path lead.
It came out on to a lagoon bilt buy falling bolders and nessled into the forist. It was over hung by trees and blocked off by big bolders. A little boat would fery people to lazy to make the walk from the far beach and back. The lagoon was full of people sitting with there feet dangling in the water and kids chaceing little fish around the shallows. There were also plenty of people resting there camras on rocks to get a facebook photo of them with a exiting backround. We "child" there for a little bit and then made our way back to the beach.
Back at the hostle the Canadians rented a few movies from the town and we settled in to wach school or scandrols and the start of alien. At least I know we started it but dident know we had finished it being fast asleep after a few minits.