Mangrove meandering
The prospect of flying back to Gatwick on Saturday is looking less and less appealing, this place is simply magical.
We pootled down the coast in the speedboat and into a river estuary, spotting numerous types of birds, a crocodile and squirrel monkeys.
Hubby had his’fuss face’ on at the prospect of canoeing with crocodiles, but they stayed well hidden and it was utterly peaceful as we paddled through the mangroves (apart from the occasional marital steering conflict!)
We floated with the current back to the boat, had a delicious smoothie and then headed back to the hotel for breakfast.
It’s not often that one reads a book by a swimming pool accompanied by an iguana.
After lunch, a change of scenery to wallow in the sea, do we really have to leave???
The howling squawk chorus woke us up at 5am so we were ready for our 6am departure to the mangroves. An anteater meandered across the lawn as I drank my rocket fuel coffee and the canoes were attached to the back of the speedboat.
We pootled down the coast in the speedboat and into a river estuary, spotting numerous types of birds, a crocodile and squirrel monkeys.
Hubby had his’fuss face’ on at the prospect of canoeing with crocodiles, but they stayed well hidden and it was utterly peaceful as we paddled through the mangroves (apart from the occasional marital steering conflict!)
We floated with the current back to the boat, had a delicious smoothie and then headed back to the hotel for breakfast.
It’s not often that one reads a book by a swimming pool accompanied by an iguana.
After lunch, a change of scenery to wallow in the sea, do we really have to leave???
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