Saturday 13 October 2007

Independance Day




Friday. So we've just had a week off and yet we have Friday off too due to Independence Day.Packing again, but only for the weekend this time thankfully and then we're off on the 8am bus to Placencia. Omar ignores us (again), wonder if he got to the karaoke competition? Hide and seek on the bus. Ghost towns everywhere. Independence (no sign of Victor's car) to get Hokey Pokey water Taxi the final step of the way to P. Radio broadcast by the president - could teach Gordon a thing or two about sound bites. Lawrence and Julia's guesthouse, heed the nurses warnings and go for the one of the beach. Wander up and down the boardwalk - all is closed! apparently there is a mass hangover that is affecting the whole town. Not so great lunch, beach and hammock to relax and dinner at Wendy's . Dreadful Americans at the Purple Space Monkey put everyone of the coffee they crave, even with a black out. Pissed Parrot less bad.

Saturday.
Bad nights sleep as Emma practising her underwater diving techniques whilst asleep in preparation for her PADi course . Early swim then we try to go to Omars for breakfast but he's closed this time, so back to the Space Monkey for bizarre brekkie with fry jacks and butt bacon. Nothing to do bar shop (little to find except Guatemalan stuff) till we find the shell man and get some cute earrings off him. He's a bit lechy tho...Dinner at Omars, creole everything and sadly two loud Yanks appear - but leave eventually. They are particularly vile here - far far worse than Rio Dulce. Back to bed after a skinny dip!

Sunday.
We abandon Emma and catch the 10am boat back to Independence and then the bus back to PG due to lack of anything happening. I stay in the tree house and the others cycle into town. Victor appears and disappears then reappears in camouflage in his Merc. Have a chat, then he goes again back over to the noisy house oddly and spies from the porch. Eventually goes then 30mins later all hell breaks loose and she starts cussing someone loudly for ages, then we hear blood curdling shrieking and shouting, then see someone with a baseball bat and then someone running away. Blimey - who needs Eastenders. Money stolen and Mother in Law bashed - police and finally peace. Wow.

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