and less exposure to the driving 'skills' of many of the locals.
never mind the locals, our GE did his best to write us off outside the hotel when he lost control of the 'pimpmobile'
There was an attempt to move us all into some wretched 'compound', but after it was learned that the septic tanks hadn't been emptied for 2 years - and a comment to the effect that "The damn place just needs an 'Arbeit macht frei' sign and a few goon boxes to complete the illusion!", that stupid idea was quietly dropped.
We may have been in the same compound! IIRC, mother nature being what it is, 50-odd of Aunty Betty's finest all heading for the 'small room' simultaneously in their respective 'bashas' had the effect of turning the ground into a foul smelling swamp! Someone got the Doc involved, who promptly declared it a health hazard, so Sheraton it was! (great prawn curry, btw!
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