After 3 days of deliberation and price finding via our host joseph (everyone seems to have a quaint biblical nickname round these parts) we took a house boat for a 24 hour trip to check out the back waters. It's quite unlike anywhere else, narrow little back passages (ooh matron) opening out into bowling green-smooth lakes and back into networks of half man made half natural canals. All the meantime witnessing real life, both human and of the natural world. People prepping fishing boats with coconut rope, eagles soaring and swooping down to catch tiny fish at the water's surface.
We stopped and took a punted canoe ride through villages and prawn farms, down waterways only a few feet wide. Our guide showed us all the local food simply growing wild; ginger, mangoes, jackfruit, clove bushes, pepper corns, coconuts, pineapples. A local family also showed us how they make rope from coconut husks. Not that useful a skill to take back to the uk but we took the sample rope they made and its done us proud in the form of a travel washing line. Skills, backwater peeps.
Overnight things went a little downhill. The room just felt damp and there was a serious number of foreign bodies circling the lights. The lunch we had on the trip was absolutely out of this world and deserves its own post so that's coming up next folks. Hope you're still awake.
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