|Water Buffalo on the road|
|Building a shelter for the tourists|
We climbed to the top of a huge rock. Going up was easy enough but coming down was a different story. I had to slide down on my bottom. There were a few other people on top of the rock including an old woman with a bale of sarongs. She was sitting right on the edge of the rock over the breaking surf. When she stood up she hefted the sarongs on to her head and gracefully made her way down the rock ... standing up!
The sand at this end of the beach is not crystals but round grains. I believe quick sand is similar and it is difficult to walk through - dry or wet. I can only compare it to tiny ball bearings.
|View from the top of the rock|
More to come. Watch this space