Beach Adventures

The next few days really blended together. We didn’t do much; it was wonderful. We walked on the beach, poked around in the ocean, read books in lounge chairs, rode bikes down the shore, played mancala and ate delicious food, sat on the porch in the comfy chairs  and talked, laid around recovering from sunburn, and I drank a lot of sangria.  

The way we got those sunburns goes like this; We took a walk on the beach, a walk which Nick now refers to as the “Death March” because he may have gotten sun poisoning from it. (He’s from the North; they don’t have sunlight there) We kept walking and walking and walking and then when we decided to turn around, we had to walk all the way back. It was roughly mid-day and the sun was blazing.

The second night we were there, Jah really wanted to go to a local bar. I think he was the only one on duty at Upepo and therefore couldn’t leave us alone. So he invited us to come along with him. We walked across the beach, up through some trail and then a long way down the main road until we came to an obviously hoppin local hangout. It had a huge dancefloor that was filled with men shaking their thang. Nick and I hung out at a table on the outskirts before drinking some liquid encouragement and joining the dance floor.

One day we rented bicycles and went for a ride down the beach. There are a few other beach hotels and then you end up going through tiny beach towns. The children there chased us for a bit screaming “welcome!” and “hi!” and trying to grab Nick. We biked through a tire graveyard and stopped everynow and then to pick up shells and investigate.

The tidepools were also fun to investigate. There were little hermit crabs, regular crabs, all kinds of little fish, and various other sea life.