20 April 2010
No such luck on the sunshine front. We arrived to miserable weather and to an even more miserable welcome. We were shown unceremoniously to the huge 100-bed dorm with no walls. That's right, no walls, just nets that barely cover the huge gaps in the side of the hut. Showered then hit the bar to cheer outselves up. It turned out to be a great night; the drinks were flowing, there was a decent live band and once again we turned to our trusty entertainment of cards. This time, in our drunken state, we made it a bit more active, imposing rules which, when broken, saw people throwing themselves around the dancefloor on their own to the sound of our supportive 'whoops'! It was a very late night and I guess I might be warming to Beachcomber just a little now...
21 April 2010
Finally the sun comes out. Spent a very happy day making the most of it then a very happy evening making the most of the live band and the dancefloor again!
22 April 2010
Our last day in the islands. No, the sun didn't come out again for us which is how we ended up sitting in the bar area watching Sweet Home Alabama. There are worse ways to spend an afternoon I suppose. Eventually, it was 5pm and time to leave. and we arrived back to the mainland feeling nostalgic that only 12 days before we were just starting out. We decided to go out for dinner to cheer ourselves up. The main road was very dark and practically every car that drove past beeped at us or shouted something out of the window but we pushed on (what can I say, we really wanted a pizza) and soon arrived at a huge colonial building with verandas and elaborate wrought-iron railings. We ordered the biggest pizza I have ever seen, three lots of garlic bread and salad and devoured the lot. And, yes, it did cheer us up.
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