It was only a couple of days before Teena from the US of A rose up from the ocean like a latter-day Venus and waded onto my boat.
No really, there’s a sunken island just off the north west tip of Bocas town. It sunk in the early 90s after a big storm. At low tide you can walk on it… like Jesus!
We elected to stay in Bocas and the night progressed as one might expect, in a drunken and hilarious fashion.
Somehow I knew we’d end up in Aqua Lounge…
Aqua Lounge is our school disco. They only play the worst music, and they play that exact same music every week.
The next day Teena and I picked up another two Couchsurfers, Daniel and Paty from Brazil, took them back to Jinja Island and we cooked up a storm!
It was Daniel’s birthday so we may have drinkied too muchy.
The next day I said my goodbyes to Paty and Daniel, and Teena and I headed for THE BEACH.
And who should we bump into but Trudy and Adam from the other day.
On the way back to the boat dock we even saw a Strawberry Dart Frog – the tiny amphibious wotsit what gives Red Frog its name.
Teena, being the good soul that she is, persuaded me to take Trudy and Adam back to Jinja with us.
But first we travelled to Dolphin Bay together to see what we could see.
The next day everyone got their stuff together…
It was time to say sayonara to Adam and Trudy…
And au revoir to Teena.
But October wasn’t even over, we still had Halloween to look forward to.