Last day at Bambuda Lodge, so tried to go on their jungle hike, previously blocked by a caiman and her baby. But chickened out when path required crossing a slippery log across a stream with wellies on (us not the stream)
So we went on the hostel’s 150 foot water slide, running from its bar into the sea, riding on a boogie board. Twice each.
And then we entered the quiz night, adding to our team Jorge and Edwin from Columbia. They had the local knowledge, we had some other stuff, as well as a lot more years. And we won! A free round of drinks. Guess what the Columbians drank? Same as me, a glass of Malbec.
Ended up the night with Robert Johnson playing through the bar and me talking blues with one of the chefs. Everyone else had gone to bed ……