Sunday, 9 March 2014

2 day trip part 4 Phew!

After a while I got fed up with listening to the rustling in the thatched roof above me, folded the towel in 3 lengthwise and wrapped it around my head to block out the sound. Amazingly the next thing I knew was it was 7am and time to get up. I did a quick bed bug bite check and found nothing, big sigh of relief.
The shower worked in a fashion and the cold water was soooo good. I felt a ridiculous sense of achievement that I had survived the night. I stepped outside my wedge and discovered a small complex of white thatched round houses. Hence the wedge shaped room. On my, er, terrace outside my door was a very old broken sewing machine table, minus machine, just the hole where it would have been,the type with the wrought iron table legs and a foot peddle . Some broken scraps of metal, a broom, maybe I had slept in the workman's shed. I cannot work out the sewing machine bit maybe it had been there ever since the 1830's left behind by the British. Monkeys were scampering around , the birds song was full on. The birds in The Gambia are breathtaking in variety,colours and sizes, fortunately the Gambian tourist board have realised this asset and are preserving them and their territory, it will be great if it lasts, however this land, its coastline and climate is like Spain in the early 80's if the developers move in who knows if their current eco principles will hold.

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

2 day trip part III. " Lights out"

7pm and the dusk is starting to close in. I break yet another promise not to take any more sunset photos. Sunset is just so enticing the dark green black silhouettes of palm trees and forest outlined against the acidic golden yellow sky , turning to pale gold, the perfect sphere of the sun dropping without a sound lower and lower then disappearing altogether. We are in darkness. The crew light a halogen lamp , silently we slip over the water towards our overnight camp.