Diamonds and cherries.

The most north town in FG is Saint Laurent, a small but interesting place that once been like the rest of the country a French colony. They kept the old prisons, which were still used in the 70/80th. Saturday morning keeps the town bustling with a lovely (mostly) fruit and veggie market and the early bird competitions on Sunday mornings. The competitions seems to be the man type of thing, the winner of course has the most singing bird. Be aware of the local drink, punch, it's rocking and almost undrinkable. You never get enough time to see everything, taking a couple of hours  with border crossings and Suriname doesn't have to much to offer but  stopped in Paramaribo for 2 days. Doing the normal city sightseeing, trying local food. Their roti is to die for. Indian I now, tasty !  Our second day some of us went for a bicycle ride seeing the areas closed by. The bike rental handed us a planned tour in Dutch ( Suriname was a Dutch colony. ) I find it funny that I was able to read parts of it. A mix of German, Swedish and English. I turned out being the guide of the day, their English spoken who doesn't have a clue what the book said. (UK, Aussies and Yankee's) Anyway, did two river crossings on local boats, wobbling around old forts with prisons, gun powder cellars and old cacao industries. Didn't do more than 60km, but with the heat is more than enough.  A twelve hours truck ride, with border crossing took us to Eena's guest house in Georgetown, Guyana. Started first evening with local beer and rum. Couldn't do it better. Our next day we made our way to Eldorado rum distillery, a guided tour that finished with rum tasting and of course buying rum in there own shop next door was cheap. Bought myself one of their spice rum, with rich of cinnamon flavor cost me ALMOST 4 USD or 22.50 SEK. Finally we got to a cheap country.  Second day was a bit more expensive but worth every cent of the 270 USD that we paid each person. Nine of us hired a small airplane, 10 seats witch our pilot, to take us to Kaieteur falls. 75% of Guyana is covered with rainforest so more than 16 million hectare and I'm happy seeing parts of it. Kaieteur falls, situated within Kaieteur National Park on Potaro river. The highest sheer drop waterfall in the world of 226 meter makes it one of those oh my god moments. Five times higher than Niagara. The environs of Kaieteur is home to a number of rare species, for me, the golden frog was impressive. You can only find them in one place and thats at Kaieteur. Their entire life cycle plays out in the water that collects in the giant - second largest bromeliad in the world, which is a kind of green bush likely palm tree. I was expecting a normal sized frog, schh so wrong I were. The golden frog is not bigger than the nail of my thumb. Quit small. Kaieteur National Park is Guyana's first National Park and established in 1929, encompasses 242 square miles of raw jungle. The surface of the highlands is roughly 2 billion years old and the earth oldest, also one of the three richest tropical areas on earth.  Never been in such a small airplane before, a bit scary but amazing. Our view was just stunning. All green with some creeks and rivers breaking in. After an hour tour seeing the closest area around we had a great local lunch and jumped back on the airplane heading more south to Orinduik falls. Orinduik falls thunders over steps terraces and swimming there was the best natural jacuzzi you'll get. Nice and cool for the hot weather and great views. The falls is on the border to Brazil so literally we were in two countries at the same time. Got back in the afternoon, exhausted for being awake since five having a wonder in botanical gardens first.  Hit the road at six in the morning the day after giving us 3 days of driving trough the jungle of Guyana. I really wanted to see some Jaguars and Tucan's but was unlucky..  Our second day we drove through Iwokrama, a protected area, almost like a park. Went to a lovely butterfly farm and in the afternoon we did the canopy walk. A walkway 30 meters up close to the tree tops surrounding jungle. Some of us saw Tucan's. I didn't, FAIL !  Crossed the border into Brazil and made it all the way to Boa Vista. Had a nice last dinner for Jo and Mark.  This morning I woke up at six with the door to my room completely open and Paul wasn't there.. Sat up and there he was laying with his feet in the room and the rest of him was in the corridor. Started to laugh, taking pictures and yeah I was on my way to leave him like that but as nicely I'm I didn't. He was a bit confused and was back sleeping after five seconds.  Big goodbye hugs to Mark and Jo and now we are on our way to Santa Elena, Venezuela. - Morning Glory.

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