After I switched from the resort, I was 30 seconds away from the beach and 1 minute away from this abandoned hotel
full of addicts and homeless rastas and sh!t.
This beach is public so it had more locals on the beach and I met this rasta who cracked open some urchins
and started eating the yellow part like a delicatessen. Off course I had a go at it...even persuaded this
black british couple to try it too so we all go out together
Sidenote: I didnt know the further up you went the beachfront....the stronger the waves got. One of those nearly dragged my ass into the sea
after coming up to my chest fullforce...
Just look at this breh
Kite Beach on the other side on the island.....
Local Art which we had a look at while trying the local alcohol
The salt mine with pools where you could float seemlessly
Overall the trip was fantastic enough for me to book a further 7 days there..
Too much fukkery got packed into those days ( women included )