During the short boat ride back to the floating restaurant for lunch (chicken rice) our guide reminded us that we were going to get wet this afternoon and we ought to wear shorts and slippers (I assumed he meant flip flops or something like that).
I was a bit concerned about this – just how wet were we going to get? I don’t think Helery was particularly enamoured by the thought of getting soaked either… Lunch over, I change into a vest and swimming trunks under my shorts, just in case, and we get back in the boat to make our way to the next part of the excursion - a visit to a local village via "riding the rapids": I didn’t think that we would be doing this in the taxi we were in, but I was wrong. We did see another boat ahead of us full of drenched passengers and the boatman bailing out the boat with a small bucket and wondered how they got so wet...and before I know it, I am completely and utterly soaked as our guide sticks the oars in the water as we ride the rapids, causing virtually all the river to be poured into the boat...
There was no point whatsoever wearing the trunks under the shorts… It was fun though, and it’s not long before i am dried out – I love this weather!
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