This post is coming out of order, so just bear with me for a minute.

This afternoon we went out for a three hour skiff ride (1), which was planned to extend to about 7:00pm, which would give us an hour in the jungle after sunset. This way we could learn and experience the jungle at night.

We left about 4:00 after having slathered ourselves in insect repellent, along with sunscreen. I snapped the picture above as we pulled away from the Aqua Nera.

About 4:05 it started to rain.

About 4:10 it started to pour.

By 4:20 it was coming down in buckets – the heaviest rain I’ve ever actually been outside in. Everyone in our skiff donned large ponchos.

This – meaning the torrential rain – continued until maybe 5:30. I can’t be sure, as I was huddled under the poncho and wasn’t willing to take my arm out to see the time. Around then, the downpour eased off to merely a heavy rainfall, which continued for another 30 minutes.

Everyone on the boat was soaked, despite the ponchos. Sally and my shoes are sitting on the floor of our cabin with the insoles removed, hoping that they’ll dry out by the morning. My camera strap and belt are both soaked (the cameras are all fine). All of our clothes are in the laundry basket, dripping wet.

The picture above might be the only good shot of the afternoon; I didn’t take another shot until it was dark and I don’t know if they came out.

As they say, travel can be an adventure. Unfortunately, not all of the adventures are fun.

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(1) The skiffs are the 10-passenger open boats that we take excursions in two or three times a day.