a deluge of rain

12/01/29

It rained all night and all this morning. Finally, late morning after the thunder and lightening that was a little closer than I would have liked, wrapped in plastic, I came to Hotel Kangourou. The rain did not let up until after my arrival. My little bungalow was flooded near the door. and the young worker wiped it down. The room is dark with wooden slats on the windows - newly built with an alcove for the shower and toilet. The are asking $30 for this and I think it is overpriced. The hotel is on the river about 7 minutes by boat from Rio Dulce. I had envisioned quiet little private bungalows away from the main restaurant as in Thailand. It is rather a wooden dock with little rooms built around an open bar (which thankfully is not open). In front is the main building with the dorms upstairs and the restaurant below. I am sitting on the dock where the boats are moored. Across the way, and on my right are other docks. A few noisy sailors have just left in their boat. The owner, an Australian married to a Mexican woman, has just gone with them. I did have a hesitation in coming here because of the Aussie connection. The stereotype of loud, brash, friendly and hard drinking. He appears to fit the type. But it was cheaper than the one I was interested in by $15. He turns out to be a sincere guy, very ready with tourist info.