Los Roques is a group of small, sandy islands scattered in the Caribbean sea who forms a national park. Incredibly expensive, but this is paradise. No big hotels. No people trying to sell stuff. Just a nice atmosphere along with perfect beaches, corals and turquoise water.
Arrived by the smallest plane to a tiny airport. The tower is on a truck, the terminal is two shacks. Our guesthouse, Posada Aquamarina, was nice, with excellent service (except for from one of the employees). We had an all-inclusive package, so as we arrived early we were driven directly out to a nearby island where we spent the day trying to get burned. The week we stayed, Roger did the best job on that.
His christmas present this year was the diving license, on christmas eve he passed the exam and officially got the OWD. I went with him for two dives, it was great. The underwater life out here is amazing.
Except for two dives, christmas eve was spent opening presents and eating. As normal. Except that it was lobster and champagne for dinner.
One week in heaven had to end, now we have one week in Caracas before returning to Oslo.
-- Posted from my iPod
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Tilbakemeldinger er alltid hyggelige!
Er de ikke det er det en viss fare for at de forsvinner.