I needed a pee badly at 8am. It is strange how you always find yourself wanting to go only when you don't have a on suite toilet. Having a wee wee involved getting dressed and walking 100 yards up a stepped hill. When you get there any sleepyness that you did have remaining goes when you get a sight or wiff from the toilets.

The toilets are quite cool however lots of art work and the thatch gives it an exclusive feel. What detracts is the half full urinal and the used toilet paper in a separate open bucket.

So that is why I found myself back in the hamock instead of bed. It is kind of nice lying back and relaxing at this time, you see and hear things differently.

When we went down to the river for something to eat I bumped into Max. He was not looking good but was well enough however to give us the gossip about last night. The long interesting tail leading up to Cody being asked to leave the backpackers was interjected with an amusing story involving cockerals and used condoms.

When Max went somewhere to get horizontal, I noticed Missy and her new Israely guy floating past down the river. This was closely followed by lots of squeels as she grappled the rope going across the river and then proceeded in trying to prevent her bikini being swept away with the current (it is very fast).
Missy invited us to join her, I took up the offer and Liz opted for being the photographer. It was really good fun with the added bonus of an amazing view down the river of big mountains not visible from the banks.

By the evening everyone was feeling tired and jadded. It is going to be a save money evening.