Two thin women paddled four western chicks.

And boy did they work it, baby. But it was amazing, even though Lisa got poo on her hand. Which was yucky.

We stopped off for bees and honey, which tasted like butter-honey liquer, and also hung out with some dudes playing guitar. We ate fish that quite frankly looked like a pirahna, but just blew us away. Let's hope it wasn't endangered.