Yes, another island. This one was also great, quelle surprise. However, it was also wierd. And I mean it. Wierd, in the context of “okay, huge wooden chalet with air con, electricity, running water (until the pump broke), but no sink!?” Like I said, wierd. Wierd wierd and warped. The chalet was wierd in itself. I mean, it was on a secluded white sand island with a tiny population, and a communal motorbike. Nuts. Anyways, I swam about a mile to get to an island with great white sand beaches, and that didn’t let me down. What did let me down was my computer, which blew its motherboard in a titanic struggle between norton antivirus and the 27 cyberthreats hidden on my computer.
First up, the Dugong. I have seen them, and have decided that the Dugong resemble Hippos. They are greyish and are actually mammals. They are also critically endangered, thanks to villagers who casually butcher them. And it will take a lot of tourist cash to save them.
Then there is the desert island, known as Dodola. A beautiful island, with white sand beaches and a sandbar stretching over to another island. It also boasts a HUGE wood chalet and at night time you can take a swim in beautiful luminescent water. The low point: it’s infested with midges and mozzies.
As for the volcano, I got to go down and dive it. Odd stuff down there, from lobsters to fan coral.
All this and I am still glad to see an internet cafe.
Today, I was caught in an earthquake. The day started normally. Get up, get dressed, have breakfast, go to the shop, buy crackers, etc. Then go to the internet cafe. Go to the internet cafe. Use their toilet. Get caught in an earthquake in the bathroom.
Actually, I did not know why the hell the toilet was shaking, nor did I know why (the hell) people were shouting. Then all of a sudden, mum runs up to the toilet door and screams at me to get out of the building (not earthquake procedure, actually). Luckily nothing (as far as I’m concerned) was broken.