Saturday, December 31, 2011

A different river

We took another river ride. I thought the first ride was beautiful but it paled in comparison to this one. The jungle ride at Disney will never work for me again.

The water in black. It's because of the roots from the trees. Everything is mirrored.

As soon as we got to beach number three (or 4 if you count crocodile beach) Sean wrote his name in the sand. The river flows into the sea. I asked if crocodiles get in this river too but Nattie said not so much. The beach in front of her lodge is a river half of the year during the rainy season when there is more water. Right now there is a river but it runs through the beach and that is why crocodiles get in it. This beach gets an occasional confused crocodile.


Sean's love








There are coconuts everywhere

Waiting for the boat to pick us up.

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