But before long the tranquillity was invaded by these two: Carmen and Vreni from Germany. Their arrival was rather well timed as today was Oktoberfest at Rana Azul.
The next day I took the girls out to Dolphin Bay
We didn’t see any dolphins, as sometimes happens in Dolphin Bay, so we thought we’d drop in on Bill and Janis.
Afterwards we returned to the island and I put Carmen and Vreni to work in the garden.
That night they made dinner and then I proceed to kick their asses at Shithead. Probably.
The next day it was time to return these little poppets back from whence they came.
Well, Red Frog (hey does this pic look familiar?).
They’d be moving over to Basitmentos island for a few days staying at the rather nice little backpacker near the marina. We said our goodbyes at the Palmar tent lodge.
And then it was back to Jinja for little old me.
By October of 2014 I was really getting into the swing of gringo life here on the archipeligo. Rana Azul on Sundays had become something of a weekly pilgramage for Bill, Janis and I. I wasn’t working there any more as Joseph, the owner (middle, yellow shirt), had discovered the joys of WorkAwayers.
I didn’t mind. It cost me as much in fuel to get over there as I earned working!
A couple of days later I had the pleasure of hosting the delectable CouchSurfer Valeria from Colombia on Jinja Island.
Even though the visibility wasn’t as good as it usually is, Valeria had a good old swim around the island, picking up invincibility stars along the way.
That night I awoke at 4am. Not quite sure why. I was on the couch downstairs and Valeria was upstairs in the big bed. I went to the loo and looked up at the moon… OH MY BLOOMIN’ HECK!!
There was a total lunar eclipse going on! I had completely forgot. I shouted up to Valeria, hoping that she wouldn’t hate me for waking her up. Thankfully, she was as excited about it as I was.
Thank heavens I happened to wake up when I did!! It was a beautiful cloudless night, the stars were crystal clear. Hello Mr Moon!
We took some pics and made ourselves some tea. I have lots of tea.
On Valeria’s last day I took her over to Red Frog beach on the old speedboat.
There we met up with Tori and Dave from the Eva Marie.
I even had a go on the “slack line” – the daftest method of transportation since the skateboard.
That night Valeria and I went out in Bocas Town. I introduced her to the El Buga parrot…
The joys of Cards Against Humanity…
The Bookstore Bar…
Live music in the Bookstore…
And the inimitable Leon Barros…
All in all, a bloody good night.
And on the way back the next day I saw this cloud that looked like a bird swooping down.
Talking of birds, my favourite little chick Caska was really growing, enjoying her special lunchtime portion of corn, and being wonderfully polite about it.
Job’s a good’un. That evening I enjoyed a quiet, peaceful Jinja Island sunset all to myself.