There’s been some idle talk about more yoga among us so in the morning Petra and I head out to find a place talked about in Lonely Planet. The place proves hard to find though and when we eventually find it it’s closed. Ah well, we decide to go visit the bat cave talked about in the guide books instead and arrange for a taxi posse to take us there. The caves are just across town and the first one turns out to be rather boring and touristy, the exit is a bit fun though where we get to do some climbing and squeezing in order to get out.
The guide we’ve picked up promises the next cave to be better however so we decide to give it a shot. The next cave has actual bats in it, about 5000 of them, but there used to be lots more our guide says. It’s rather nice, but the real treat comes at the end as we get to climb some and eventually squeeze out through a narrow hole. I’ve always felt like I was a bit claustrophobic, but somehow this doesn’t trigger any, it’s just fun! I’m not sure what would trigger it, maybe it’s more the thought of tight spaces than the actual thing?
On the way back we stop at a sort of ravine with some water rushing by at the bottom, not that interesting actually. There lives a strange man right next to it though. He seems to collect bills of different currencies and is really disappointed when we don’t have any Swedish ones on us. We get some flowers and photos out of the deal at least. We pop back into town for lunch and then Petra, me and Lars make another go for the yoga. This time we have better luck and do end up getting one of the better sessions of the trip. It’s not a very high degree of difficulty though, so we manage to do quite well (with certain exceptions).
This evening there is also time for the going away party since roughly half of the gang is leaving the next day. Only us who are going for the trek are staying. We start out with a pre-party in our room so that we’re properly lubricated for the actual dinner. It’s a really nice buffet style dinner and when the mood is right, I break out the trusty dildo song, which of course is a roaring success! We make sure to get pictures with everyone and as the party winds down, we move on to Lasse’s room where I’m not exactly sure anymore what happened. Suffice to say it was a good party!