This morning was rough due to the fact they shut the power off at 3am! So no AC, no fans, no anything! I thought the roof leaked from last night on my sheets but it turns out that it was only my profuse sweating that attempted to drowned my bed. The tour was supposed to take us trekking up a mountain but both Mat and I had had enough of these guys so we told them that we would explore ourselves and man-o-man did they look pissed but we didn't care. So after shaking the cockroach out of our clothes we left in search of scooters. We found a great deal and agreed that the best plan off action was to get as lost as possible and thank God for that because the views and roads we found were breathtaking! Better that the rocky mountains, Mt. Fuji, and dare I say it riveled the Misty Fjords. We decended into secret valleys of lush fruit orchards, wound around sharp limestone cliffs, and saw landscapes as the eagles do. This made the whole trip worth it. Under the time constraint we had to turn back and leave this garden of Eden. Upon our arrivel we were literally thrown from our rooms and fed food that we saw dropped on the floor a few times. But there was some enjoyment at watching the faces of the newly arriving groups. They all had the same what-the-&!*%£ faces. We told them what to expect at the great displesure of our hosts and told them of our scooter adventure. As we were doing this our group was returning from their trek. They looked pissed, dirty, and exhausted and told us how bad it was. Mateo and I just sat back with smiles on our faces at yet another great discion on our part. Soon Mateo went to the beach while I stayed behind and caught up on some sleep but it was short lived because the the manager must have told the girls from the brothels next door that I was alone because they came over to pester me. Finally they came back and we were bused back to the rock to head home and to our surprise there was no one there to help us get on a boat (that aside from the fact that one of the boats had all of our passports!) it was a bit of a panicked fiacsco. The "guide" told is that the captain had our passports and the captain told us that the guide had them. So we staged a sit-in on the dock and started warning all the incoming tourists and surprise surprise they found our passports and put us on the boat with the worst captain and crew. We did get to finally jump in and that was a lot of fun. The group on the boat was chill and filled with Russians, Englishmen, Brazilians, and Finnish. We all sunbathed on the top deck and swapped travel stories meanwhile the crew below festered and wondered why we weren't buying the $1.50 beers. Dinner came and went thank goodness and we played drinking games all night to the GREAT displacer of our crew members who took over most of the boat and fell asleep at 8 pm. At midnight due to some excellent decision making we jumped in the water... Big mistake, the whole crew woke up at were screaming at us but at this point due to the horrible treatment we recieve from them no one cared. I am so relieved that there were other young people because we had to make our own fun and were fairly successful. Sleep time I can't wait to post all of these when I get back!
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