You know, when you spend the whole day at the beach...
saltwater, lotion, sand, waves, sun...
The best part is coming home to eat, take a shower to wash everything off but the sun-tan, and sleep - which is welcomed and easy.
That's how I feel.
'Cept there were no waves, no lotion, and no tan because we were in a rainforest.
This is a run-down of our overnight to the sungai with the Sungai-sungai.
For those that didn't read my last post because it had no pictures, this will hopefully make up for that.
So when we (Abang, Kakak, and kids, along with a couple more local families, the Kings, and Us) first got there, it was raining.
Everyone's spirits were a little low because of it...
but we changed campsites and things improved. We were all excited to be camping and were determined to make the most of it, rain or shine.
Like this guy and his 4x4...fun.
So within an hour of setting up camp, Adik (the 3 year old) was the first to get a leech.
Leeches...the area was wet and that meant more were out. People say leechs are opportunistic, but as the weekend evolved, I formed a theory that they're actually very discriminatory and must have secret criteria for who's blood they select...
After breakfast we all enjoyed the sungai...the kids played in the water all day, the adults did a little. Here's me and Kakak washing dishes. Nothing like sitting in the 'sink' while you wash the dishes...
It's not that I don't think they're gross. I do. They're disgusting. But there's just something about confronting a fear or an anxiety (not a huge one or anything) that makes me anticipate it until it happens. I left as the only one who was leechless. The anticipation continues.
But to help rid you (and myself as I type this) of the leechless blues, here's a picture of a guy sliding down the waterfall...
Now we're gonna complete the "beach tired" day and watch an episode of LOST and sleep soundly afterwards.
What a great weekend!
4 comments:
Your pictures are beautiful! The leeches really creeped me out. I am glad you survived it!
Sharon, you and brandon can be in the leechless club. I was fortunate to overcome that fear while in the forests of Tasmania. Nasty little things. I've got a scar to prove it. I'll show it to you in 12 days.
Wow, sounds like fun- except for the leech part. Thankfully, here you don't have to worry about leeches, but if you go into the rocky desert, there are scorpians. But the only reason we ever saw one is b/c my ever so curious brother went around turning over rocks. When he saw one, of course, he wanted to touch one. But my mom threatened him, and that was the end of rock flipping!
So...I have an idea! Even in my South American journeys (and hopefully not in Central either, but we'll see), I haven't had a leech...I like the idea of a Leechless club...sounds WAY cooler anyway! :)
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