This was probably the toughest thing we did all trip. Jackie and I may make beautiful music together (literally. Our parents used to make us do duets on the piano and violin), but we can't kayak together worth a dime. We were tired and miserable and the English couple on our tour had to constantly wait for us.
Luckily, after lunch, our guide offered to share a tri-yak with us and, pride be damned, we took him up on it. Even better, he mentioned that only one of us could paddle at a time. The English couple said we had to see the look of open-mouthed joy we gave each other.
The English couple.
Pretty mangroves.
The monkey and me (left). Tee hee.
A cave we kayaked in.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
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