Pangandaran - beaches sunburn and exploring
Trip Start
May 27, 2008
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Trip End
May 24, 2009
I stayed here for about 4 days in total, unfortunately this place was hit by the Tsanami of 2006 and is still in the process of recovering from the event, the hotel i stayed in showed me photos of what the hotel and surrounding area looked like immediately afterwards and it scared the bejesus out of me, the whole place had basically been flattened and it was amazing to see where my lovely room with ensuite toilet (oh yes we are talking splashing the cash here, 3 quid a night!) with woodern furnishing (hey big spender, a step up from my usual 4x4 cell with mandi...mandi being a bucket of COLD water, you pour over yourself, scrub finish) there had been random flotsam, a ruined car and various other bits and bats.
I hired a local guide for a few days to take me fishing on one day and to explore the local green canyon.
Fishing - All in all a fantastic time, but the fella couldnt seem to grasp the fact that i have some issues with my balance, which resulted in me clambouring along cliffside beach fronts and over coral and cave entrances as the sea slapped against my face to a rock lookout, where we sat and fished for hours, talking shit and drinking beer and catching lots of lovely snappers. The getting there and leaving was tricky but well worth the ambience of fishing inbetween, oh and smashing my big toe on a rock, it bruised up like a grapefruit!
Green canyon - A really long river that runs through the local area with lots of local wildlife, i saw a massive IGUANA resting from the sun, at least i was told it was an iguna it was at least 4ft long, it was a reptile of sorts and its size gave me the shivers, it reminded me of a croc and i bloody hate em! the river led to a section of crystal clear water in a mini cave where we had a bit of a swim, the water was pure, im talking see through here, it was lovely.
Just as i packed up my stuff to leave i took a look in the mirror, good morning sunshine, good afternoon mister lobster. Yes water washes off sun lotion, yes yes i now resembled a red tellytubby (emphasis on the tubby, too much beer and local food!), carrying my backpack killed like heck and i struggled to the mini bus, much to the amusement of the locals, walk walk ouch, ouch ouch, walk, ouch ouch ouch. That was the general pattern of movement, the straps were just slicing through my shoulders. MM lovely. I hadnt planned on staying in jakarta, just using it as a entry/exit point to sumatra but unable to move, it seemed like id be staying for a few days!
I hired a local guide for a few days to take me fishing on one day and to explore the local green canyon.
Fishing - All in all a fantastic time, but the fella couldnt seem to grasp the fact that i have some issues with my balance, which resulted in me clambouring along cliffside beach fronts and over coral and cave entrances as the sea slapped against my face to a rock lookout, where we sat and fished for hours, talking shit and drinking beer and catching lots of lovely snappers. The getting there and leaving was tricky but well worth the ambience of fishing inbetween, oh and smashing my big toe on a rock, it bruised up like a grapefruit!
Green canyon - A really long river that runs through the local area with lots of local wildlife, i saw a massive IGUANA resting from the sun, at least i was told it was an iguna it was at least 4ft long, it was a reptile of sorts and its size gave me the shivers, it reminded me of a croc and i bloody hate em! the river led to a section of crystal clear water in a mini cave where we had a bit of a swim, the water was pure, im talking see through here, it was lovely.
Just as i packed up my stuff to leave i took a look in the mirror, good morning sunshine, good afternoon mister lobster. Yes water washes off sun lotion, yes yes i now resembled a red tellytubby (emphasis on the tubby, too much beer and local food!), carrying my backpack killed like heck and i struggled to the mini bus, much to the amusement of the locals, walk walk ouch, ouch ouch, walk, ouch ouch ouch. That was the general pattern of movement, the straps were just slicing through my shoulders. MM lovely. I hadnt planned on staying in jakarta, just using it as a entry/exit point to sumatra but unable to move, it seemed like id be staying for a few days!

