HISTORY & TRAVEL
Something that did surprise me was the steep roads
we both climbed and descended during our journey.
As a friend of mine once said, every island is the top of
a mountain. So up and down we went, and dare I say
that the painted lines on the road seemed to have little
meaning to the local drivers. I couldn’t help but notice
the unusually large amount of scooters on the road.
It reminded me of India and the Tuc Tucs without the
horns beeping. Another thing was the driver eventually
turned off the main road down a little side street that
seemingly went to nowhere and was surrounded by
jungle. Admittedly I was a little nervous wandering
where in the world we were going. Knowing our driver
didn’t speak English didn’t help either. Eventually we
came out onto another main road and all was well.
Upon arriving to our hotel there was the usual checking
in, luggage sorted, glass of wine and first day gone.
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Fall 2016 1961 Magazine