While I'm on the subject I couldn't resist a tribute to Jungle Bay, Dominica. In fact, who can resist the appeal of staying in a house on stilts in the jungle? Funnily enough, we loved it so much that this happened twice on our travels, once at Refugio Amazonas, in the Amazon Basin and then at the above-pictured Jungle Bay.
The stay in Dominica was pure bliss, made all the more satisfying by the fact that we managed to snatch their last room for the Easter weekend. There were two things that I loved the most - the smell of cardamommy spa-like goodness on entering our room (it turned to be the eponymous jungle bay) and watching the water run through the wooden slats in our semi-outdoor shower.
Ok, as I think about it a bit more the swinging hammock on the balcony also comes to mind, and the massive, sprawling, gnarling tree trunk on the path to breakfast that made me feel like Thumbelina. A feeling confirmed even after coffee, as I scrambled to the wild Atlantic beach through the 'pebbles' in the picture below.
But all in all it's that sense of the other worldly that got me once again, that sense of I can't believe I'm here and how lucky I am to be here.
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