The Bar and The Bridge
The Monkey Deck
Poste Rojo Treehouse Backpackers Hostel
Many a times there would be a group of newly arrived guests, drink in hand, staring out at The Naked Bridge from the bar, eyes wide from shock and amazement as several white bums streaked by. But because they did not participate, they missed out on all the fun where the bridge meets the yoga deck. I’ll always keep our wonderful midnight runs close to my heart.
I remember falling asleep on The Monkey Deck after a party. One: “How did I get up here?” Two: “How do I get down?” and Three: The most magnificent stars I have ever seen in my life.