Lee Going No where Tours
Trip Start Apr 06, 2011
45Trip End Jul 03, 2011
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Arrived Palu at about 9.00pm after 2.30hr flight and a 1hr time difference. Very hard landing, Lee had asked why on a plane you needed seat belts; he found out, had we not had them on as we were in the seats by the emergency exit and a lot of space between us and the next seats we would have been on the floor!!!
Taxi to town 42,000 irp, first guest house tried booked up, next one available. Phyllis checked out and said "shithole" but OK for 1 night!! Walked down to beach, strange place, right on the prom ladies have set up make shift bars with sacking walls a couple of chairs inside and a TV playing dvd's and music so loud you would go deaf in 1minute
While we walked around every one of all ages were shouting to us “Hello Mr”, no “Hello Mrs” Phyllis felt a bit left out. We found that this would be the same everywhere we went, Hello Mr,, Hello Mr,,, the people are so friendly, everyone wants you to notice them and say hello, love having their picture taken with you or of you.!
Cheap meal that night 65,00irp all 3 of us. £5.00,,no beer though,,
That night Lees light wasn’t working. In the morning met Lee climbing out his window as his door lock had broken I wondered why someone was doing DIY that early in the morning?? Rooms £5 or 70,000 irp with fan and squat, although we think we may have had the honeymoon suite as the squat flush and shower jug was heart shaped!!!!!!!!!!! Cockerel alarm clock at sunrise.
Lee’s ruck up tours. And go nowhere..
Lee said he would like to go to a national forest mentioned in the guide where there are Taser monkeys and trekking
When after 2 hrs. We turned off the road down what could only be described as a washed out river bed and very busy with small lorries and motor bikes, we realised we may have made an error of judgement letting Lee decide where we are going. (This is a boy who has a tent on the side of his rucksack permanently). With nowroom in the road to turn, or to be able to communicate with our driver, he speaks NO English we get to the village and guess what, no accommodation no one speaks English, no ranger’s station (burnt down last year in some civil unrest?}
There was no way Phyllis was going to let the driver go back without us! The way back was a story we picked everyone and everything up.
By this time Phyllis was desperate to go back to the room that she was only going to stay one night in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That evening we walked around the town again and made plans for moving on, our next stop TenTena. We found that there was a bus “Bis” leaving the next morning at 8.00 am bought tickets and were told get there for 7;30.