The night before, I had some crazy tropical fever during a thunderstorm and spent the night sweating, shivering, vomiting, and other nasty stuff while the walls of our room shook in the torrential downpour. It was pretty awesome. You can't experience the tropics without feverish delusions during rainstorms and horrible parasites causing gastrointestinal trauma.
Although I didn't think I'd survive the night, the next morning meant more adventures. We took a boat to Dolphin Bay, where we spotted Flipper; snorkeled above a coral reef; rowed through a mangrove forest; visited another indigenous village; hiked through a marsh so muddy, it was like quicksand (I almost lost my shoe twice); snorkeled some more; and finally ended up baking out at Red Frog Beach, a beautiful private beach that supposedly allows topless bathing (boobies!).
Snorty McFlippersons.
Mangroves are creepy.
The marsh jungle was too dark for pictures, but red dart frogs were everywhere. A couple of pics came out.
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Dolphin! Yes!
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