
The roads around this island were all quite narrow, without a center line, and barely wide enough for cars to pass. I'm not sure that there is more that 100 yards of flat road on this entire island. Every road resembled a high Colorado mountain road, twisting and turning, up, and down, with steep grades. Also, the road to Annandale Falls was very crowded, with one line of parked cars, and lines of vans trying to get in and out which was an amazing process to observe, involving much cooperation between the drivers and some very tight tolerances.

We eventually made out way back to a fort overlooking the city, then to the ship where we made out way to the adult pool for a refreshing dip before dinner in Cafe Caribe (it was Italian night).
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