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Published: December 30th 2014
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Today’s adventure was kayaking. The guide came by around 9 again. Breakfast doesn’t start here until 8:30 and they don’t even start preparing it until they see you. So I went down a few minutes early, even so we didn’t get served until about quarter till. Then off on the hike over the mountain to where we are kayaking (same place we paddle boarded). At least today it was cloudy most of the time. I covered up my burnt feet with Shelly’s surf booties, my knees I just put 100 on. But I think with the clouds most of the day, I shouldn’t have gotten much more sun.
So, I love to kayak with Shelly, BUT not after a killing stand up paddle board day and not when the kayaking is distance kayaking and not really site seeing. Yes it was beautiful but it would be like an hour of just kayaking to get to an island, rest for 20 minutes, 30 minutes to the next island rest for a few minutes, and 1 hour kayak back. I’ll pass next time. kayaking just to exercise is not my idea of a vacation. Kayaking to see a lot, that's
what I love.
The funny thing about the journey was we were kayaking along and getting close to another boat. I said Shelly, turn, we are going to hit it. She said “don’t worry, I’m an expert”, 5 seconds later, bam, right into the back of the boat. I think the kayak was a little longer than she thought it was.
When we got back to shore Shelly wanted to get another massage so I headed back to the hotel, hiking back over that hill. My knee is killing me by the time I get here. I climb the stairs and the maid is cleaning the room. She leaves but the bed has not sheets,… so I take off the knee brace and shoes, grab the computer and kindle and a bad of nuts and head downstairs. I see the maid and she goes back up. I thought oh, that will take her like 10 minutes to finish, no, it was almost an hour later. At least they had internet for a bit during that and I got the blog out. (oh yes, the internet is not just bad at the hotel, but everywhere in Paraty.
sigh, I hope it's better when we get to Chile ) A big thunderstorm then came up and we lost internet access. Finally the maid finished and I came up to shower – no hot water. Well, I took one anyway as I needed to wash my hair bad.
Finished and dressed and then the door opened. It was Shelly and she looked like a drowned rat. My first thought was she got trapped in the storm, well that was true but she said she got lost coming back over the hill. She took a right when she should have taken a left. She got really lost and says she probably walked 5 miles and no one spoke English or Spanish the way she went. She said she was actually getting rather scared. Glad she made it back.
After a much needed nap, we went to make reservations at a restaurant for New Years eve and then found a nice restaurant for dinner. It was an early night as Shelly has to wake early to leave for surfing. I get to sleep in. J
We discovered the maid only gave us
one sheet for the bed, oh well, we were to tired to worry about it.
The electricity didn’t go on and off tonight but we did have a lot of thunderstorms.
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Patty
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I'm laughing :-)
Amusing story on your day! Are you sure you didn't plan to have Shelly get lost? Kidding of course!