Day 4 - rain, zip line, las cabanas and more beers...

We woke up to a down pour, which meant Tabb and Golan had sacked off their tour. By lunch the skies had cleared so we went off to explore what we though was Casablanca beach, but which was actually called Las Cabanas. Once we had got the name right, and were no longer heading to Central America, we hopped in a tri-cycle to head to the beach.

Our entrance to the beach resembled that of James Bonds, but with s few more girly screams (and not just from Jonny). The tricycle dropped us off at the bottom of the hill so we could make our way to the zip line, which would take us the the beach. The views were epic, and one by one we supermanned it into the beach. Golan, Tabb and Jonny had to be saved as they were too light so got stranded half way. I however clearly need to lay of the pies as I flew straight in to the base.

Once we had been de-harnessed we made our way down 10000 stairs that took us to the beach crossing. On the way we were nearly savaged by killer caterpillars, but you will be pleased to hear that we made it through, and to celebrate our survival we grabbed a beer in the sea on possible one of the best beaches we've been on yet