Next time you walk two steps to your bathroom and hot water comes out of the shower instantly…be thankful…be very thankful! With the weekend off, a few of us headed out of the village in search of one thing…a hot shower!
With visions of shower-fairies dancing in our heads, we walked to the village bus station…
Bus station on the right. The only road around the island on the left.
Another picture of the bus station because…well…it isn’t your average bus station.
…and waited for our chariot to take us five hours down the only road that circumnavigates the island. Yup…a dirt one.
Maybe choosing the seats in the back of the bus wasn’t the best idea, but I really don’t think the ones in the front were any less bumpy or dusty. Oh well…our 92 mile journey cost a whopping $3.05 USD.
Three busses (one stalled in the middle of the road and we had to board another) later and coated in a not-so-thin layer of road dirt, I checked into my room and headed straight away for the shower. Except…I couldn’t exactly find it. After feeling a bit confused, I walked out the mysterious “back door” of the hotel room. Bingo!! Found the shower!
Outside of shower
Inside of shower.
Yup…this weekend I was going to be showering al fresco! However, at this point in time I didn’t really give a rat’s a$$, just as long as hot water came pouring down on me. After the shock of watching horrendous amounts of dirt-feted water wash down the drain, I turned around to realize just how sizable and open-roofed this shower really was. The next feeling was one of panic at how many peeping-toms might have an observation station set up somewhere high above the shower walls. Trying to quickly get over my paranoia/self-consciousness, I turned the temperature nozzle just a bit hotter, gave the frog at the foot of the shower a wink, and lathered up!
My shower partner.
During the 36 hours between when I checked-in and checked-out, I took 4 scalding-hot showers! They were awesome. Call me a Priss…I don’t care. I got pretty good at showering outside, if I must say. Mr. Frogman and I jammed out to a newly created “Shower Ballads” playlist whilst discussing the constellations overhead and debating the necessity of a rinse-and-repeat!
If you must know, I did do more than shower during the weekend. I also snorkeled in Beqa Lagoon amidst a 10-foot white tip reef shark. I drank a lot of wine too, which made showering with frogs that much more fun!
Not the first time I’ve snorkeled in the rain.
Beqa Lagoon
Three taxis, two busses, and five more hours of dirt-roading later, we were back in the village. Never before have I spent 10 hours of commuting just to get to a hot shower. It was SOOO worth it!!
Yes, we did travel 1/3 of the way around the island for a shower.