Bonaire, Dutch Caribbean Tuesday, February 22nd 2005
The tent was a nightmare. Because the wind dropped to zero it became hot, but more annoying, it became mosquito time. We where completely ambushed. Robbie's' Scottish tent was no match for these buggers and we did not sleep for more then an hour. The next day did not bring anymore wind and even worse I had to drive to Rincon to help out my father's friend. (It turned out that I couldn't help them) Totally broken I crawled back to the tent, where I slept trough the mosquito attacks.In the mean time, Hilde fixed a really nice apartment for the last couple days.And we ended our camping with a BBQ on the beach with Ziga and Nina.